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Alvis Alendran

Alvis Alendran

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The loft was such an upgrade from the tiny little one bedroom that he'd been living in for the last few years. Brad Bramish was easily the most up and coming athlete of the area, having aced his way into a football scholarship for the college, but to the shock of many, had actually managed to make it in based on his grades as well. He'd fought the stereotype of the dumb jock, and managed to claw his way into the attention of the larger world. Good thigns were expected of him, and he planned to deliver. Of course, he knew he was going to need some help on that, which was why he'd set up the loft with a few people to live with.

Brad was a big man, topping out at over six feet, and weighing better than two hundred and forty pounds, and was toned and built, barely an ounce of fat on him. He made for an imposing figure to say the least. He was carrying a pair of boxes that nearly cut off his vision with how tall they were. He set them down gently at the direction of the much smaller man behind him who carried one much smaller box.

This man was Brendan, who was five foot seven, and might have weighed one hundred and sixty pounds, he was not the kind of person that anyone would have expected Brad Bramish to spend any amount of time with, let alone be one of his oldest friends. But Brendan had always been willing to help Brad out, whether it was something simple like proofreading an essay for him, or walking him through a physics problem. Brad's Family was well off, and in exchange Brad had been buying Brendan lunch for years now.

"You got enough stuff Brend?" Brad asked.
"Not yet. I got the upstairs room and office, right?" Brendan asked, pushing his glasses up a little.
"Yeah. The hell is in these things?"
"In yours? Miniatures, some books, my paints, a few of my school awards...light stuff, you know?" Brad shook his head while Brendan grinned.
"Such a fuckin' nerd Brend."
"Damn right, and proud of it ya dumb jock." Brad playfully shoved his buddy, and smiled. Old insults that would likely start a fight if it had been anyone else throwing them at the two, but friendship like this changed a lot of things. "So you still bringing your girl in here?"
"Yeah, assuming that your nerd shit doesn't creep her out. Should be here soon even. Get your shit stowed upstairs, and I'll get the furniture down here arranged." Brendan nodded, and began to ferry his boxes up the stairs to the second floor.
 
Amber McKay, the picture of the girl next door. Friendly, caring and loving to a fault. There was no getting passed the fact she had a heart of gold, and it often got her hurt. She often went out of her way to help her friends or anyone else who needed it. Beside her lovely personality she was beauty to look at. Her long wavy brown hair stopped just above her round ass. Her legs looked longer then her small height of 5'2, and weighed no more then one hundred and forty pounds. Her bright green were the lightest gentlest shade, and her smile could warm even the coldest of heart.

She first meant Brad almost four years before. She had always been put off by jocks, finding them to caught up on looks and with little brains. However Brad had worked his ass off and proved toward he wasn't like any other jock. It had taken sometime but he had finally got her to say yes. They had been dating ever since, and she couldn't have been happier. She had never thought she would of fallen in love with him, but she had and now she couldn't think of anyone else she would rather be.

Pulling up outside his new loft she parked her care. She grabbed a few bags and headed up. She knocked on the door "Baby..." She cried, playfully. She waited for him to open the door and smiled up at him. "Hi.." She said lightly. Everything she felt played clearly across her face. The happiness, excitement and love she held for the man before her. She peeked around him and didn't see Brendan, his best friend. "Is Brendan here? I thought you said he was going to be here?" She asked confused. She had meant the other male a few times, but he always seemed to run off. Her green eyes looked back toward Brad's.
 
Brad was heaving hte armchair into place, setting it up to give it a good angle to the TV. He'd likely find Brendan down here with a damned protracter figuring out the precise angle that it should sit at, mostly just to make Brad want to smack him for being a dumbass. But he nodded to himself, and turned as the door sounded. He stood, stretching, the light sheen of sweat from working with his hands leaving him looking very nearly at his best. After all, his muscle tone went up nicely from the exertion. He crossed to the door and opened it wide. Amber. Amber was a nice girl, and that had been one of the biggest things that had drawn him to her. She was smart, she was funny, and she'd actually turned him down more than once. He chased her, finding a certain amount of enjoyment in the hunt, but the closer he got to her, the mroe he learned about her, adn the more he actually found that he legitimately liked the girl.

She'd done nothing to change that into anything but an even more positive thing for him, and Brad couldn't imagine himself happy with anyone else at this point. He's always been a sucker for brunettes, and those eyes were killers that set him to a smile every time he saw them.
"Hey babe, welcome home." He said with a grin, waving her in. "Yeah, he's here. Hang on a second." He took a breath, and half shouted. 'Hey dweeb! Get down here and introduce yourself properly!" He called. There was a faint thumping, and the sound of a lot of plastic being shuffled around. A moent later Brendan came into view upstairs, leaning on the railing and looking down at Brad and Amber.

"Um...hey Amber!" He called, faintly awkward. He'd never been good at talking to girls really. And if he was being hoenst with himself, he'd been ready to throw himself into getting good at it to try and ask Amber out some time. But Brad had been fixated on her, and Brendan had backed off for a few reasons. Brad was too good of a friend to throw away for a chance with a girl. And Amber was out of his league. he knew that well enough just by looking at her. Geeks like him did not get the girls like that unless they made millions, and then it wasn't really worth it since it was all about the money. Brendan shook himself, realizing he was rambling mentally. He caught the look of exasperation in Brad's eyes, and sighed, coming down the stairs. He came close, adn smiled, still a bit nervous to be this close to her, and offered his hand to shake. "Hey. Nice to meet you?" He said hesitantly.
"That a question or a statement?" Brad challenged. Brendan blushed faintly.
"Statement! It's nice to meet you Amber!"
 
Amber smiled up at Brad as he opened the door, as always finding herself taken by how handsome he was. She moved inside and placed her bags down. She hugged herself to his side as he yelled for Brendan. She let out a giggle from the sounds coming from the second floor. She looked up at him with her bright green eyes, amusment filling the orbs. She let out another giggle as he sighed and made her way down stairs. She looked up at Brad for a moment, sending him a playful wink. She knew how deathly shy Brendan was when it cames to girls, and her heart went out to him. He was such a sweet man, and she knew if he could get over his nervous he would make some girl very happy.

Laughing lightly she hit Brad's chest playfully as he picked at his friend. She happily took his slightly larger hand in her small one to give it a friendly shake. Her skin was soft, while her hold as gentle. Her perfectly done nails brushed slightly over the skin of his hand as she pulled her hand free. "Hello Brendan. Its nice to meet you too, properly." She added. She looked up at the taller man before turning back to his best friend. "Hopefully now you will stop running away from me. I would love to get to know you, maybe even become friends." She offered lightly. Only slightly teasing the shy man, she had such a playful personality she sometimes found it hard not to tease or joke with others.

She knew Brad would be traveling much more now that he had made it too the big time. This would mean more often then not she would be here with Brendan then Brad. She would do her best to go with him when she could, but with the last of her schooling and work she knew she wouldn't always be able too. Not wanting to make Brendan anymore uneasy then he already was she turned back to Brad. "I got some boxes in my car.... think you could help me bring them up?" Her tone was teasing, as if she was questioning how strong he really was.
 
Brendan lef teh smile on his face. What wasn't to like about this? Amber was still a sweet girl. How Brad had managed to land her was...okay, pretty obvious. Brad was a good guy. Still, there would always be a part of Brendan that wondered what might have happened if he had made a move first. He pushed the thought away.
"Yeah, sorry if I've been..." He searched for a good term.
"A wuss?" Brad guffawed.
"Skittish is the term you overmuscled jackass." Brendan retorted. "I have been skittish with Amber. I tend to be that way when dealing with beautiful women." He realized what he had said, and saw Brad smirking. Jerk.

With a blush creeping onto his face, he answered the rest of her words.
"Well, I can promise I'll try a lot less to not hide from you. ANd if we're going to be living together, we should at least be friends. Makes things a lot easier." He said, hesitating over the next point. "If you ever need a hand with school, let me know. Odds are pretty good I can help out." He nodded, almost to himself as he finished.

Brad nodded, adn gave a faint snort as Amber tesingly challenged him to helping her get her stuff up here.
"Boxes? I could probably carry your car up here." Brad said with an exagerated swagger.
"Sure, after you knock out the walls enough to fit it. I thought we covered basic spatial awareness Brad." Brendan admonished.
"Shaddup dweeb." Brendan chuckled, and stepped away as Brad head down the stairs. He started to pile up boxesto see if he get most of them in one trip.

"So. What do you think of the guy?" He asked Amber when they were far enough away from the loft so Brendan couldn't overhear.
 
Amber smiled so gently at Brendan as he seemed to be explain himself. She let out a giggle at Brad's words and looked at him. Her eyes moved back to Brendan and her smile grew when he spoke again. She couldn't help her teasing tone when she spoke next. "You think I'm beautiful?" she asked lightly. She knew Brad was smirking, she didn't even bother to look. As the blush moved over his face she found herself taking in how cute he looked at the moment. "Good. If you hide from me I'll just hunt you down." She said lightly. Nodding in understanding that she could go to him for any school work help.

Teasingly she challenged Brad to help her bring up her boxes. She smirked at his snort and let out a light laugh. She looked at Brendan, finding his remark amusing, she watched him leave before following Brad down the stairs. Looking at him for a moment she thought over her answer. "I think he is the cutest thing ever." She laughed "I just want to cuddle him. If he was so ... nervous he would make someone a great boyfriend," She said lightly before adding. "I can see why he is your best friend."

Helping Brad she grabbed a few of the lighter boxes before turning toward the building. "Do you think he will ever warm up to me. In four years he has very little to me. I thought maybe he was worried I'd eat him." She joked lightly. While she loved the idea of living with Brad, she knew she didn't want Brendan to be scared to move about his own home. She truly wanted to get to know the smaller man, to become his friend. Maybe she could even help him get a girlfriend. They made their way back to the loft. "The box are personal items..." She let him know.

Following him to what would be their room she set her boxes down. She sat on the bed and looked around. She smiled up at Brad watching him for a moment. "You did a good job, this is a great place." She said lightly. She had been out of town when he picked out the loft. She had gone to see her mother, who had been horrified by the thought of Amber moving in with two boys. Unlike Brad she had come from a poor home. A single mother who did her best to keep a roof over Amber and her siblings head. However life had not always been easier or good for Amber and her family.
 
Brad paused, the beginnnings of an idea working into his mind for a moent before fading. He had that problem sometimes, potentially good ideas just vanishing.
"Brendan is a good guy. Jittery as hell most times, Gods know why too. Smart guy, and he's got two balck belts. He can take care of himself pretty damned well." He said idly. He shook himself into motion, and silently thanked Brendan for not being an ass an locking the front door on him. It was the kind of thing that they'd do to one another. He nodded as Amber explained about one of the boxes. He leaned a little closer to her and whispered. "Personal eh? So that's the porn and kinky stuff?" He teased her.

Brendan could see from the office Amber and Brad coming back in. Gods, it was really sweet to see them. A little hard in some ways, but sweet. Brad being on the road was going to be interesting. Brendan had been done his schooling some time ago, skipping ahead due to marks and the like, but his work was done from home mostly. He wasn't the kind to go out often. And that meant he was likely going to be spending a lot of time in close proximity to his best friends gorgeous girlfriend. This...could get complicated.

Brad carried the boxes to the master bedroom, on the ground floor. He set the stack of boxes down. The room was pretty well spaced, and had a large, king sized bed in the midst of it. It was a little larger than would fit by most standards, but Brad had arranged the dressers and side tables to make sure it didn't feel cramped.
"Welcome home babe. Hope you can get to like it here." He said to her with a grin.
 
Amber looked at Brad slightly shocked by what he had to say. "Two black belts? Really?" She asked lightly, though the awe was clear in her voice. She would of never guessed he had two black belts. "Good for him." She said lightly. They entered the loft and she spoke of her one box. Her eyes widen a blush over took her face. "Brad!" She said. Shock and humor clear in her voice. She let out a nervous giggle, as the box did hold some of her 'personal' items like such. Her green eyes moved around the loft once more as they entered their room. Sitting on the bed she smiled up at him.

Rolling her eyes she stood up in front of him. Her eyes never left his face, and she stood on her toes. Even on her toes she couldn't reach the tall man before. Reaching up she pulled his face toward her, placing her lips to his she kissed him lovingly. "I'm sure I'm going to love it baby" She whispered against his lips before kissing him again. She stepped back and set him a wink "Guess I should unpack huh?" Her question was teasing. She knew it had been a long few days for her and some time alone with Brad was in order.

Sitting back on the bed she slowly laid back. Letting out a sigh she relaxed onto the bed. "I missed this bed." She said with a gentle laugh. She had all but lived with Brad before he got the loft, and had been all to happy to be able to get rid of her old bed. The blue jean shorts she wore hugged her thighs and her tank top had slipped off giving him a view of her flat stomach.
 
Brad smiled and kissed Amber back. Gods, it was good to have her here. The move hadn't taken too long really, but in the meantime, he'd missed having her around him. As she asked about unpacking, he smirked, and gave the door to their room a soft kick, letting it close.
"Or...if you wanted to put that off a little...I think we can find something else to fill up a little time." Brad admit with a teasing smirk, and advanced on her. Her legs looked amazing in those shorts, showing all the curves of her legs off. He couldn't be sure if the way her tank top slid up was an accident or not, but it showed off some very nice expanses of smooth skin. He grinned just a little wider, and slid forward on the bed, getting beside her.

his hand came around, running calloused fingers along her stomach, tracing them just under the hem of her hiked up top. He leaned in and kissed her, geeting his other arm around her shoulders, and pulling her onto the bed a bit more securely. His hand trailed lower, running along the bare expanse of her leg, loving the smooth feel of her.
 
Amber smiled only grew when Brad kicked the door shut and then spoke. She laid on the bed looking up at him. "Something else sounds fun." She breathed out. She watched him slid onto the bed be side her. Moaning as his rough hand brushed over her stomach. Her arms slipped around his neck as they kissed. Her tongue slipped between her lips, licking at his lips. Pulling her tongue back into her mouth she let her lips part, welcoming him to take the kiss deeper. She moaned gently as her hand cupped his cheek for a moment before sliding down his neck and shoulder.

Breaking the kiss Amber eyes filled with lust and love as she looked toward his face. "I missed you." She said lightly. There was a hint of teasing in her tone. Pulling her leg up, she twisted toward him letting her leg lay over his side. With one fast move she rolled him onto his back and straddled him. She knew she was only able to do so because he was thinking of other 'things' She smiled down at him and ran her fingers over his chest. She rolled her hips and moaned at the feeling of his strong body under her's. The pair had never had to worry about someone walking in. Not once did Amber think about worrying Brendan, she was sure he would know better then to just walk in. Right?
 
Brad leaned into the kiss, returning the gesture with his own tongue, enjoying the moment with Amber.
"Missed you too babe." He replied with a smile. The travel he was going to be doing was not something he was looking forward too. At least he had some time with Amber before he had to go. On the upside, He did fully intend to make up for any lost time with her, as often as he could. When she shift, putting herself up over him, he had to grin. Wasn't likely to let her stay up there for too long, but he had to admit he liked it when she got playful like this. His hands went to her sides, and slid up, dragging her top with him, pulling it over her head, before he sat up to kiss her again, his hands sliding down her back, one of them through her hair.

The door thumping closed had Brendan looking over the railing for a moment. Well. They certainly moved fast. He pushed off of the railing, and moved back into his office. He went back to his open box, and started to remove the miniatures that wre piled within, and add them onto the display shelf that he had in front of him. Lucky bastard. Not only did Brad have a gorgeous girlfriend, she was definitely into him enough that she was ready to go before they were even unpacked. Brendan arranged them in neat lines, precise. He had the thought of going to set out things in the living room, arrange teh TV, hook up the cable. But that would also put him a lot closer to his new roomates that were busily starting to get it on in ttheir room. Maybe he could put it off until later.
 
((Hey sorry I had a busy few days))

Amber smiled down at him, taking in his grin. She knew she wouldn't stay on top long, but that didn't mean she wouldn't have fun with it. She lifted her arms and let him slip her shirt over her head. She happily kissed him back as her arms wrapped around his next. Her hips rolled against his and moaned into his mouth. Pulling her lips away from his and she tilted her head into the hand that held her hair. Her fingers brushed along the back of his neck. Her body was pressed tight against his, and she wanted nothing more then to feel him. Tilting her head forward her bright green eyes locked on his as her smile grew. She let her hands slid back around his body, moving behind her back to undo her bra. She sent him a wink and leaned forward to whisper in his ear. "I missed you baby, I can't wait to feel you deep inside me." She nipped at his ear.
 
((No worries, happens to us all!))

Brad smiled, feeling teeth at his ear, and decided that he would be being impolite if he left the lady waiting for too much longer. And he'd been raised better than that. Hands around her torso, he rolled, flipping htem over, and bringing her down onto the bed, and putting him directly over her. With a pull, he got the bra off of her, and tossed it across the room. Leaning back down, he kissed her again, a hand trailing up her body, finally reaching one of her breasts. Roughly calloused fingers ran along it, rolling the nipple gently but firmly. His pace increased, becoming more aggressive as his other hand popped the button on her jeans open and pushed the zipper down.

He broke the kiss, and leaned up, pulling his close fitting shirt off. He tossed it aside, grinning down at her. His fingers hooked into the waist of her pants and pulled, sliding them off of her. He moved back up to her, pressing close to her, loving the feel of skin on skin, the smooth feel of her to his own more weathered. A hand cupped the side of her face, keeping her close while his other went lower and began to massage her sex through ehr panties, prepping her for what was coming. Gods, he really had missed her. Missed this.
 
Amber let out a giggle as Brad rolled them over. She relaxed onto the bed and looked up at him. Her lips moved against his as he touched her. The feeling of his rough hand on her smooth breast made her body react. She wanted him more then anything at that moment. As he pulled away she smiled as his shirt was removed. Lightly her finger tips brushed over the skin of his chest. Lifting her hips she let him pull her shorts from her wide hips. Only then did she get what she wanted, his skin on hers. While her skin was smooth and soft, his was rough and tough. She leaned into his hand as a breathless moan slipped from her lips. Her body was already reacting to his touch and she was sure he could feel the heat coming from her core.

Soft hands slid lightly over his shoulders and back. "Gods I missed you..." She moaned out. Her green eyes opened and she knew there was a hint of sadness there. "What am I going to do with out you?" She asked with a gentle smile. She would be heartbroken with out him, but she had never even dreamed over stopping him. Slowly her hands slid down his chest and stomach. Letting her fingers toy with the button of his pats for a moment before she followed his actions. She unbuttons his ants and pulled the zipper down slowly. Her legs had opened slightly, giving him more room to her core.
 
Brad smiled as she moaned, putting mroe of herself into the moment. Amber was a damned fine woman, and there wasn't a day he spent with her that he didn't consider himself lucky to be with her. How he'd managed to win her over was still beyond him. Well, besides belligerent persistence. But now she was here, adn that hint of sadness that she had wasn't isolated to her. He'd miss her while he was out and about. He always did. At least she'd be around Brendan, so she wouldn't be completely alone. But then he pushed that thought from his mind. He had something very important to focus on right now. her.
"We'll just have to make the most of the time we have." He said softly. He smiled as she popped his button open, adn then pushed the zipper low. Oh, she wanted him, and he could feel that under his hand. But he wasn't quite ready to just give in to what they both wanted. Not just yet.

He slid away from her, shuffling his pants off, and then sliding her panties loose, getting her completely bare to her. With a smile, he came close to her, bringing his face up between her legs. Winking at her before he started, he leaned in and started to lick at her. His tongue moved across her slit, tasting her, sliding around witha firm pressure. His tongue circled around her clit, coming in to suck on it softly before moving back lower, his upper lip rubbing her as he lapped at her more. Time to get her as fired up as he could.
 
Amber smiled and nodded in agreement, lust and playfulness filled her eyes. She undid his pants as his hand worked wonders on her body. She couldn't help but pout slightly as he pulled away from her, though it turned into a smile as his pants dropped to the ground. He pulled her panties from her body, leaving her bare for his viewing. She loved when he looked at her, loved the way he did look at her. She couldn't help but let out a giggle as he winked at her. Though that giggle soon turned into a moan. Her eyes closed as she tilted her head back against their bed. Gripping onto the sheets she let the feeling of his tongue wash over her body.

Her moans grew louder the longer he lapped at her. He knew just what to do in order to get her fired up. She let out a almost growl like sound when he sucked on her clit. Her hips lifted into his mouth and she couldn't help but moan out for him. Her legs opened more, giving him more space to work. Her green eyes opened and she looked down at him, smiling softly.
 
Brad was more than pleased. Amber had always been an enthusiastic participant in this kind of thing, and he liked getting her fired and ready. The way she moved, the way she sounded, it was all just so pleasing for him to be around. As he continued his work, takign advatage of the better angle that she provided him, he pushed his boxers off, freeing his member. After working on Amber a little more, putting more effort into his work, trying to push her right to the brink before he had lost his patience, and wanted his own enjoyment. He kissed her stomach, trailing his lips up her body, lingering on her breasts, before kissing hte side of her neck. His teeth dragged across her skin lightly while he felt the head of his member make contact with her core. He had never been accused of being a small man in any measure, being just over eight inches long, and two and a half thick, he rubbed himself against her, teasing her a moment before finally starting to sink into her.

Brendan shook his head. Damn but this was going to get awkard on some level if those two were like this very often. And he had the impression that they probably were going to be like this a lot. Might be time to invest in some new top end headphones. Music to drown out the sounds that Brad was making Amber make. He nodded. Tomorrow! He'd head down to the shop and pick out a set. Unless this went on for entirely too long and drove him from the place. He tried to focus on what was going on in his room, getting himself unpacked and set up in the office. Amber kept coming up in his mind. He had no idea about her habits. For all he knew he was going to find out she had little shame at all and walk out to find her lounging on the couch in her underwear. That was only going to get awkward. He shook himself. No sense dreaming. A girl like Amber belonged to the winners of life, and that was far more Brad than him.
 
Brad only wait a little longer before he moved up her body. Amber was thankful for that. She let out a light giggle as he kissed her stomach and up to her breast. Her bright green eyes locked on him as he lingered on there for a moment. A airy moan was pulled from her lips as both his teeth and harden member touched her body. She couldn't help it as her hips lifted toward his, pressing him slightly inside her. The feeling of him sliding into her made a deeper moan pull free from her lips.
Brad was a large man, in more ways then one, and while it my worry most Amber found she enjoyed the size. It was as if he was made for her, it felt just right when he slid fully inside her. The feeling was something she welcomed. She wouldn't have him any other way. Amber was a very open person when it came to sexual things. Always up for trying new things, and enjoying the thought of pleasing Brad.

(Sorry it was a busy week)
 
(Had one of those myself)

Brad let out a groan as he felt Amber wrapping around him. SHe was always such a good fit to him, and she'd always been good about keeping him surprised and entertained in things like this. He was never shy on showing his appreciation for that trait. He felt her stretching slightly around him, keeping the entrance tight. Brad made the movement slow, savouring the moment. Gods, he'd missed her, missed this feeling, this feeling of finding that perfect fit. he honestly could imagine a better lover than the one he'd found in Amber. He leaned down, pressing his lips to hers as his hips made contact with hers, sheathing himself within her completely. He held himself there, drawing out the moment before drawing his face away from hers, and then sliding his hips back as well. He drew almost all out of her before pushing back in slowly, making every last inch of him count. He repeat the gesture, just a little faster, and then again, each time building more and more speed, plunging back in just a little harder. It didn't take long to get up to speed, hammering away at her, each thrust sending a clapping sound as their bodies collided. Brad was starting to breathe heavily, loving every second of this.
 
(( I'm so sorry... I got busy with school and then went to see family))

Amber couldn't help but smile at the sound that was pulled from Brad's lips. She had always loved puling such sounds from him. Her hands trailed over his body as he started to slowly move. Each time he fully entered her she would moan softly. Though as he speed and roughness picked up her moans grew louder. She soon moaned his name loudly. Not giving a thought to the other male in the house. Her back bowed as she felt the pleasure building in her gut. Her bright green eyes filled with love and lust as she looked up at him. There was a hint of something in her eyes, something almost daring him to push them both farther. Soon her hips rocked upward, meeting his as her breathing grew heavy. Her large beast bounded slightly with each meeting of their bodies. Her hands had stilled on his back, letting her nails bit into his skin slightly. Leaning upward she nipped at his lip. "God Brad...." She moaned out. Letting her minty breath wash over his face. "I missed you." She gave him a gentle kiss before laying back down. Her hands slid around his body and she pushed on his chest, a sigh she wanted him to move. She knew he would. As he moved she rolled over, rubbing her perfectly round ass on him. She looked back at him with a wink. She had always loved doing it doggy, loved the way he would her hips and work even deeper into her.
 
Brad grinned at her wink, hands on her hips, pulling her back into him harder now. She was always a trip to be with, and had never failed to make him happy as hell to be with. His hands moved from her hips to her sides, taking in the smooth skin, still pulling her back onto his cock as he kept working on her, beofre sliding down. He got his hands around both of her breasts, working them with feeling, roughly, loving the moment. His pace kept increasing, faster, harder, his hips slapping off her her ass as he pounded into her.
"Holy shit Amber..." He trailed off, almost gasping at the way she felt wrapped around his member. He closed his eyes a moent, focusing more on the feeling of things as opposed to the admittedly wonderful view that he was getting. He could fel himself starting to swell, starting to get close to his finish. Amber always knew just how to work things to get him off. He never could hold out for too long with her.
 
Amber let out a moan as she pulled back onto him. Her hands balled around the sheet as he took the time to move her about. She let out a giggled moan when his hands felt her breast. She could hear it in his voice and feel it as he grew closer. She tilted her head back and moaned out "That's it baby.... God ... Brad ... don't stop.." Not once did her mind wonder to the boy they now shared a home with. She let her body go and got lost in the man she loved. She screamed his name as her body finally let go of the pleasure it had been feeling. Her back arched and her heart stopped for that moment. Her orgasm rocked her body and as she came down from her high she laid on the bed under him.

It took a few moment for her mind to return to her body and as it did she couldn't help but giggle. "That was one hell of a welcome home" She giggled out. Slowly she rolled onto her back, giving Brad a kiss. "I'm sure Brendan will hate me now." She thought. Poor guy, he was already so shy, she didn't want things to be awkward between them. After all they would be spending more time together. Slowly she sat up and took in a deep breath, slipping from the bed she moved to their bathroom to clean up. "Baby you want me to make dinner?" She asked lightly. She was an amazing cook, Brad has always loved her cooking.
 
The way she called out, the sounds she made, Gods, it was everything that he wanted to hear from a woman, and Amber had always been able to give him exactly what he wanted. And this time was no different. Seeing her reach her peak, feeling her, hearing her, it was all enough to finish him off. Still buried hip deep within her, He groaned out as he shot up inside of her. As she collapsed, he followed her. resting on her a moment before moving off. He didn't want to smother her after all.

He smiled as she made the comment about Drendan. Truth be told, Brad hadn't given him a moment of thought since Amber had started in on him.
"Nah, he's a good guy. I'm sure he'll forgive us both." he winked at her as he spoke. Gods he hoped so. Brad had to admit, when he was home here, this kind of thing with Amber was likely to be frequent. He'd always had a bit of a high drive, and Amber was never a slouch either. It might be interesting to say the least. Brad brightened isibly when Amber offered to cook. "Babe, you're perfect. And if you don't cook, it's going to be quick take out or hotdogs if you're looking for me to handle things." He said with a tease in his voice.

Bredan nodded. Good fucking Gods his roomates were loud as all hell. He was going to have to invest in some decent noise cancellation headphones just to stay sane. He smiled as he thought of that. At the same time, at least he knew they'd be relaxed more often than not. He stood up from the couch, and noted the small bits of tape that marked where teh legs were supposed to be. Teh couch was optimally placed now, giving it maximum coverage for the TV. Brendan had been accused many times of being a nerd. ANd it wasn't untrue. He was also right about things far more often than not. He head back upstairs, not sure how exactly one was supposed to greet roomates emerging from a round of fucking one another. Something else to learn he supposed with a smirk.
 
Amber simply giggled when told Brendan would forgive them. She wasn't so sure about that, though she didn't say anything. standing from the bed she cleaned up and got dressed before speaking of food. Smiling she gave a small shake of her head "Oh I know, hint why I'm cooking." She teased right back. Walking over she gave him a small kiss. "I'm going to see what we have to make." She said lightly. With one last parting kiss she slipped from the room.
She knew that moment like that one would happen a lot when Brad was home. The man had a high sex drive, and well she was right there with him. Amber also knew they would more then likely go at it again before the day ended. The sex was great with Brad, it had been worth it all in the long run. She had never thought they would end up living together, but she was happy. Happier then she had been in a long time. With any luck her and Brendan could become friends, or at least warm up to each other.

Walking into the kitchen she took her time looking around. Happy to find someone had gone to get food. She was guessing it was Brendan, since she had been doing the shopping with Brad for a year now. Pulling out a pack of chicken she set it on the counter. Not knowing how Brendan liked his chicken, she headed up to his room. Knocking lightly "Hey Its Amber. I'm making chicken for dinner, I just wanted to know how you liked yours.." As always her voice was soft, gentle.
 
Brendan was busy at work, carefully cleaning the mould lines off of a model. It was delicate work, but it was something he was well used to. He'd done it a thousand thousand times by now, adn would likely do it at least that many again before he was done witht eh hobby. But it was pleasing, and helped keep him centred. He carefully dragged the edge of the exato knife along the seam when the light knock jolted him like it had been a bomb going off. The blade sliced along his finger. He swore, brightly, colourfully, and in at least three differing languages, one of which was entirely fictious. He set the tool and model down, before pressing his newly bloodied finger into a rag. Damn but that hurt!

He opened the door as Amber was speaking. He paused a moment. Well, his tirade was likely heard through the door.
"Um...I just, uh...grilled. Yeah, grilled. There's a grill in the cabinet by the sink. Plugs in. To the wall." Bredan dearly wished the floor would open up to swallow him. Here he was, sounding exactly as awkward around a girl as a proper nerd was supposed to be. Hooray for living up to the stereotype. He closed his eyes and sighed.
 
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