davidcalemadden:

David grinned in the satisfaction, watching Brianna come down from the high of her orgasm. The little sounds coming from her had been worth all the work he had put into them. He was like a master musician and she his instrument- if he did all the right things he knew that he would receive the exact noise he had hoped to produce.

She recomposed her self quickly, knowing the pace he would work at now. Now that she was satisfied, it was his turn and at this point the longer  he had to wait, the rougher he would be on her.

Letting himself be pulled down for a kiss, David’s erection demanded more and more attention, throbbing. The feel of first her fingers and then her damp warmth against his flesh made David clench his jaw in a sudden flash of heat. Looking at her to meet her questioning gaze, he let his eyes flit over her features again and in a last tender touch let his hands stroke her skin softly.

He was almost apologizing for what he knew would come next, reminding her that he still cared for her. Regardless, he would take selfishly now that he had given plenty. First however he had to stretch over to his side, reaching for the bag he had packed everything in. Searching around quickly, and growing frustrated, he finally found the box he had been searching for, and from inside pulled out a little pack. Tearing it open, he quickly pulled the condom out and rolled it on.

Almost as if the last few seconds that had distracted him, he had gained another personality,  David bent his mouth to hers and kissed her almost violently. His mouth clashed against hers as he pulled her lip into his mouth once again. Settling himself into position he looked down at Brianna. David didn’t bother to ask her or warn her of anything- they both knew what was next.

Guiding himself with one hand, David lined up himself with her. Using deliberate care- and almost shaking with the effort it took to do so, David let just the tip of his penis line up to her warmth. Steadying himself quickly, and with a clenched jaw, slowly he eased himself into her almost immediately groaning at the sensation. His mouth flew to her neck and mentally a few words floated around his mind; so tight, so good, so mine.

Once half inside her, he settled for a second, resisting the urge to move. When suddenly, interrupting  a fit of concentration he pulled out and slammed back in. He repeated the process, letting out the words that had had been in his head. His pace started moving quicker and he found himself slamming in and out of Brianna in a way that was almost feral in nature. “So…fucking tight” He panted against Brianna’s damp skin. He thrust into her until she started clenching around him. When finally her body gave, a few seconds later his followed. Mouth finding her neck once again, he groaned and bit down with his release.

Once he had recovered, David pulled Brianna into his arms, grinning unabashedly.   “Fucking missed that…” A glance at the clock told him the time was 10:00, they still had time before noon. Glancing back at Brianna he raised an eyebrow towards her, rolling over so that he was on top again “2 hours till we have to be out of here…” Without waiting for a response he bent his head once more to her breasts.

Two incredibly stimulating hours later, Brianna found herself in David’s car once again. The weather had cleared up considerably since the storm that had driven them to the motel the night before. Leaning her head against the passenger window she looked at the cloud studded sky through the windshield and let out a little sigh of contentment. After the morning they’d had, the argument from the night before seemed like something she’d imagined or some days old nightmare. She smiled slightly as she ran the last few hours through her mind once more.

 She’d nearly made them late for checkout as they were gathering up their things to leave after they’d finished. Despite the disgusting state of the bathroom, she had braved the potential mold and mildew that was most certainly lurking in the corners of the shower. After that it had become a nearly endless cycle of obsessively scrubbing any part of her body that accidentally came into contact with the shower walls. Nearly 30 minutes into this, David had threatened to drag her out if she took much longer. That had certainly sped up the process (what if he made her step on the disgusting floor mat that she’d taken care to avoid while getting in?) and they’d made it to the front desk with a minute to spare.

 Adjusting her still slightly damp hair around her neck to cover the various marks she’d acquired, she settled back into her seat. The next few hours passed quickly enough; she was in such good spirits that she even let David listen to his weird music. When they stopped to take a break, she was eager to get out and stretch her still slightly sore muscles. As much as she’d have liked to walk around a bit longer, she got back in the car with minimal complaints once David announced that it was time for them to get back on the road.

 Over the rest of the trip Brianna did her best to not repeat her chatter from the day before. Every time she caught herself getting out of hand, she’d stop with a slightly apologetic smile. By the time they finally reached Florida, she was tired from having to constantly monitor herself and ready to never get in a car again. She was disappointed that it was dark to the point that she could barely make out the ocean outside of her window, but she tried to keep from complaining… much.

 The exhaustion she’d been feeling for the past hour began to ebb as she realized that they were almost to their destination. Sitting up straighter she looked over at David, an excited smile working its way onto her lips. A slight nervousness fluttered through her stomach as she realized that this would be a new start for her. Weeks ago she wouldn’t have even imagined that she would be doing something like this. Here we are.  

(Source: briannacohen)

davidcalemadden:

David moved fast, slipping his boxers off but he didn’t make any other move than that. Stopping only to face off in a level glare against Brianna’s stare. So she didn’t want sweet and gentle? Did she not see how much effort it was taking on David’s part to be this gentle with her, but she wanted what she had gotten used to- being handled roughly. “That’s what you want? Fine.” He spoke aloud, knowing that she too would know what he was talking about.

Pulling forward with force- he jerked her closer to him, their mouths meeting again. This time he let himself do what he wanted to do, be rough with her. Pulling her lip into his mouth he bit down, this time purposely aiming for a stab of pain. A hand automatically finding a place in the back of her head, threading through the hair and jerking back to leave her pale neck to his mouth. It was a trail he had followed many times, but one he missed. It was all a quick blur of teeth and tongue as David tried to not let himself get too carried away, but there would be marks, that much he knew for sure. Good

When satisfied, he pushed her back against the bed.  Once she lay back, he himself rose to look down at her naked body.  His eyes trailed up, starting from the long and lean legs that he loved to feel wrapped around him, up to the swollen and pink flesh of her core. The words came out of him, drawn by the stress of the day but the release he needed “You can try to act like you’re in control Brianna,” His voice drew out huskier than usual “But we both know that I could do absolutely anything-“ He stopped to shove one thigh between her legs, forcing them wider “I could do absolutely anything to you right now and you would let me. Don’t forget that.” Finishing off with a bit of laugh he ducked down once again kissing the bones jutting out from her hips for a few seconds before finishing off with a bite.

His fingers found the soft skin of her thighs once more, but he didn’t bother teasing her much more- she was already high strung as it was. Quickly his fingers followed the trail of thick moisture until they hit the heated skin of her centre. At first he only slightly teased the warm skin but quickly he pushed a finger inside her, feeling her stretch to accommodate it. Rotating his hand quickly, he let her have 2 more fingers, looking at her face to see her reaction- he always loved this part, seeing the expression on her face. “Come for me Brianna.” He urged as he worked her, finger finding her clit. “I want to feel you cum on my fingers. Right now.”

As David complied with her request Brianna’s lips quirked into a smile. She’d expected a fight, or at least a second of resistance. It might not be so bad if he was more like this most of the time… But she knew that wasn’t true. In most situations, especially sexual ones, she hated being submissive; it was terrifying to give someone else too much power. With David she’d never really been given much of a chance to take up a more dominant role. From day one he’d been the one in charge and honestly, she got a bit of a thrill from it.

 She made a little sound of discomfort as David followed through with his word. He had bitten hard enough to bruise but thankfully hadn’t broken the skin on her lip. As he made quick work of her neck, Brianna let her eyes flutter shut, small noises working their way from her lips as he marked her easily bruised skin. Falling back onto the bed, she stared up at him, eyes wide and lips half parted as she struggled to catch her breath. A surge of narcissistic pride filled her as she observed him looking at her. Always wanting some sort of praise, Brianna was more than happy to bask in the warmth of one of David’s appreciative looks.

 As he began to speak she raised an eyebrow, the small smirk that she’d been wearing fading as she listened. He was right. She’d allowed him to do things to her that she’d never let other guys do. The strangest thing was she enjoyed it. Despite the fear that he’d take it too far, the times in school where she’d worn more makeup on her neck than her face to cover the little bruises that their nights together brought, the manipulative reasons that he’d come up with to keep her from telling anyone about their relationship, she couldn’t help but find his aggressive manner appealing and, at times, charming. Hell, he’d hated her before that first night they’d gotten together but something had changed his mind; Brianna liked to think that he’d always had feelings for her but she was a bit of a romantic in that aspect. She opened her mouth to protest, though it was really only for show since they both knew he was right, but quickly closed it as he moved his attention further down her body.

 There was a moment of still anticipation and then his fingers were inside her. She bit her slightly swollen lip to keep back the hiss of pleasure that this action had elicited. The motions that his hand was performing accompanied by his words sent a rush of heat through her and she inched down on his fingers, hips twitching of their own accord. Panting now, she pushed her head back into the sheets, struggling to somehow get a grip on herself. Eyes half open, she looked up, eyes locking with David’s as she felt her muscles clench around his fingers. A strangled cry that sounded suspiciously like David’s name escaped her mouth as she came.

 A moment passed while she struggled to get her thoughts back together. She grabbed his arm and gently tugged him to her until she could reach up and pull him down for a kiss. Sliding a hand between them, she reached down and stroked his length. Arching up, she pressed her still overly sensitive, damp skin to the hard flesh she’d trailed her fingers across. The look she gave him was eager but slightly questioning, as if awaiting his permission to proceed.          

(Source: briannacohen)

davidcalemadden:

 It didn’t pass David’s notice that Brianna hadn’t had anything to add to their conversation but he had other things to think about as her fingers found his skin. This was  a familiar and missed sensation.  David kept a straight face but couldn’t help the small sound that escaped as Brianna’s hands found his growing erection. But he didn’t want her to have the upper hand, a natural tendency he had to want to be in control pushed inside him.

Moving quickly he pulled Brianna to his body, rolling over as he did, until he could settle his body over hers. He moved his legs between hers and pressing down gently on her. Letting their mouths meet once more, he nipped Brianna’s bottom lip with his teeth, perhaps a bit harder than he should. Gentle, get a grip,  he reminded himself before easing up and forcing his mouth to be gentler against hers. His hips bucked against hers, pressing his erection against her heated center.

Moving back a few seconds later he gave her a mischievous grin while glancing over at her bra where her nipples pushed against the fabric. His lips fluttered over her neck briefly when he allowed himself to tug at the skin with his teeth-gently, he reminded himself once more. Licking and sucking he trailed down her neck, eventually hitting the fabric of her bra.

Lifting his head once again up to her mouth, his hands trailed behind her, to her back until he was able to manoeuvre her bra off. When finally he could feel  the soft skin and two hard nubs pushing against his chest, he let her mouth go. Disconnecting their bodies,  he pulled back to allow her bra to come off properly. He glanced down at her pale skin and back up at her face and he couldn’t help the smirk that he gave her.

Palming one of her breasts lightly, he ran his thumb over the puckered nipple teasingly.  He ducked his head to the other one, running his tongue over her nipple, teasing it with his teeth reminding himself to keep being gentle- no matter his difficult it was.”Yeah, I certainly missed these.” He said, directing a smirk towards her. He couldn’t help the buck of his hips, pushing his naked flesh against hers covered only in a thin pair of panties and the resulting hiss feeling her warm skin.

Gently he reached down to the warm skin of her thighs. Using a light touch he brushed his fingers over the sensitive skin there, looking up at her flushed face. She was beautiful, there wasn’t any doubt about that but he wouldn’t say it, not today when he had already put so much of himself out there. Their eyes met again and he stared back at her. Staying in his place, David only rotated his wrist to let his fingers graze over her soft, sensitive skin. He simply waited for her, to ask him for more, or to do something herself.

Brianna was pleased that her advances were better received than they had been the night before. She was unable to hold back a giddy giggle as their positions were quickly reversed and she found herself looking up as David hovered over her. Smooth Brianna. That’s totally sexy… There were only a few seconds for her to be embarrassed by this uncharacteristic outburst before she became distracted by a hard bite to her bottom lip. David had always tended to be rougher than necessary in bed and she’d forgotten to brace herself for it. At first it had bothered her but over time she’d learned to adjust to his less than gentle approach.

 David’s now gentle touch confused her. It wasn’t that she didn’t like it, but it was strange for him to actually consider her comfort for a change. Heat washed through her at the look on his face after he managed to free her breasts. She had to remind herself to keep still as he teased the sensitive skin, always anticipating the quick bite or bruising grip that she had come to expect from him. His comment nearly made her laugh. “Is that all you missed?”

 She sucked in a quick breath as he ran a finger up her thigh, stopping before he quite reached the fabric of her underwear. Wiggling in impatience, Brianna looked up into his face letting her aggravation show. First the tender handling and now this? “David, stop being such a goddamn tease.” Her voice came out in an irritated growl and she pushed away from him so she could pull off her panties herself. Brianna cared about David, she really did, but she wasn’t going to put up with this stupid lovemaking bullshit routine that he was trying to do. Any other time she’d be insanely happy that he even cared enough to act like this but today was not one of those times. They hadn’t been together in six months and now was the time for the more aggressive “hello again” sex that she’d been fantasizing about for some time now.

 Fully undressed, Brianna sat up and pulled him into another kiss, nails digging into his shoulders and she jerked him closer. If David wanted to play nice and sweet, then let him; she’d give him a dose of his own medicine in the meantime. She trailed a hand down to tug impatiently at his boxers. “Take these off, please.” Though worded nicely, her tone was commanding.    

(Source: briannacohen)

davidcalemadden:

Eyes wide, as David listened to Brianna. When had she gotten so wise? It was odd, usually he was the one doing the reassuring as Brianna freaked the hell out. If he was honest then Brianna was generally an incredibly self-centred person. With her, ignorance was bliss and she never lacked in it. Most of the time he was the one listening to her and her breakdowns. He had never expected her to be this calm and helpful.

Shaking himself out of the state of slight awe and surprise he responded, “I know that Kitten. Trust me I know this but I’m scared because I don’t know how to deal with it. I mean it’s not like I’m afraid of disappointing my dad because I’m a disappointment for him in general.” He let out a small laugh. “There’s nothing you can do to help me but I guess I just wanted you to know.” He sighed bringing her hands up to his mouth to kiss them lightly.

Pausing he cleared his throat and then started talking again. “Something you can help with though, it’s our relationship.” He sighed and looked at her “Look, I know I haven’t been the greatest or sweetest of boyfriends either and I apologise for that but you need to know…I won’t ever be the perfect romantic-comedy movie boyfriend. Never. I’ll never, ever be that sweet or that sensitive or that cheesy. You can’t expect that from me, I hope you know that.” He said. “It’s just not who I am. I’ll be sarcastic, moody and snappy…but I can promise you that I’ll try to be a better boyfriend. I don’t even know what that consists of” He snorted.

Pulling Brianna even closer to him, he buried his face in her neck, placing a kiss there once more. Then moving back, close enough that their noses almost touched he spoke “I promise to try, Kitten. But I need you to try too. And I don’t mean just sex, I need you to actually try.”

“There is absolutely no more cheating Brianna. I’ve said it before but this time I really mean it. And honesty. I need you to be honest with me.” he paused to swallow for a second. “Here’s my honesty Brianna. In the last 6 months, I have had one girlfriend. And yes, we had sex. After that I spent a night with one of my ex-girlfriends. I have been on a few dates and kissed a few other girls.” He let the images flow through his mind for a second, remembering and admitting to himself that a few of those he had didn’t remember.

“But right now it’s you and only you. And us.” He said “It isn’t any of those girls here with me, spending 10 hours in a car with me, then spending a night in a shady motel and they aren’t about to spend another 10 hours with me.” He laughed. “I can’t promise you the world. I can’t promise you even a week. I can’t promise you anything at all. I’m all I have to offer really.”

Reaching over he traced the edge of her jaw, pulling her mouth to his and sighing as their mouths met. Reaching out with his hand he traced the bare patch of skin where the shirt he had given her had ridden up, lightly he let his fingers flutter over the skin “Though I meant what I said…about missing you.” Hands veering upward towards the hem of her bra, he looked at her with a bit of a mischievous look in his eye “I really missed you. Everything about you.”  

As Brianna listened to David speak, her cheeks warmed slightly. They’d been together for so long but somehow this moment, the things he was saying and his manner, was more intimate than what they’d shared before. She had never been good at this sort of thing. Sure, she’d tried when they’d first gotten together, but David’s insistence that they keep their relationship a secret had made it hard to do much more than sneak into his room most nights. Not that she’d minded; it would have been embarrassing showing how completely inexperienced she was in the more delicate points of relationships.

 It was all a bit overwhelming. The night before David had acted like he hated her, now he was saying things she’d never expected him to say to her. Not that she minded; any form of affection he threw her way was fantastic. He said he’d change, but what if she was fine with the way things were between them? Sure, being with David was like being on an emotional rollercoaster. And, yes, there were times when she wondered why she put up with it. But if she were to be completely honest with herself, she would be able to leave him if she tried.

 She’d grown used to him; adored him despite the fact that being with him made her feel like some inferior creature. Wasn’t it the same with any guy she was with? At least with David, she could rest easy in the knowledge that he wouldn’t immediately boot her from the bed when he was done with her; or if he did, he at least called the next morning. Besides, it wasn’t David’s actions that made her feel this way; it was her own. At the beginning of their relationship she’d overanalyzed everything he said or did. Wasn’t it she who had been the first to think that they would be in a relationship after their night together? Of course, over time she’d convinced herself that not everything needed to be thoroughly examined. What if she didn’t like what she found?  

 A stab of jealousy shot through her at his admission of having been with other girls in the past few months. You can’t say anything. You did the same… Still, she avoided eye contact with him while she tried to collect her thoughts. As for being honest… she was sure he wouldn’t be too happy to hear about what she had gotten up to lately. Thinking back on it now that they were together again, she felt slightly sick. There’s gotta be at least one video on the internet at this point. The guy she’d met one night when she’d been out in those first few months came to mind and she nearly shuddered as she realized that his constant insistence that she stay facing a certain way when they’d gone back to his place most likely proved her prediction correct. What do you even Google to find out about something like that?  

 Pushing these thoughts aside she focused on David. The feel of his hands on her bare skin made her shiver in delight. She cocked an eyebrow at his last statement and tried to be coy. “Really? I couldn’t tell…” Pressing closer she couldn’t help but feel content. This was familiar ground. It wasn’t that she didn’t appreciate David’s trying to open up about their relationship; she just wasn’t sure how honest was too honest. Of course she wanted to know what he’d been up to, but she didn’t need to know every detail. And though she might promise to stay faithful to him now, she knew that if they ever experienced a gap of time like they had after graduation she would most likely slip up again.

 She brushed her lips over his before sitting up and sliding out of her borrowed shirt. After giving her hair a bit of a toss and smiling down at him, she closed the distance between their mouths once more, straddling him as she did so. “Wanna make up for missed time?” A glance at the clock showed that they had a couple of hours before it was time to check out. Without waiting to hear his answer, she began to slide his shirt up and off, trailing kisses up his stomach as she did so. Her fingers ran back down the now exposed skin, playfully caressing the area just above his boxers before slipping beneath the material. Smirking slightly, she gently grabbed him, pleased with what she found. “Hmm, feels like you’re up for it.”  

(Source: briannacohen)

davidcalemadden:

When David woke up the next morning, it was with a throb in both his heart and hand. Needless to say his sleep hadn’t been the most comfortable one. Guilt and shame competed inside him as he turned to look at Brianna. She had curled herself into as small of a space as she could manage, and practically was falling off the bed in her mission to give him the space he needed.

The events from the night before flashed in his mind once again. His harsh words, outburst and then Brianna’s attempts at apologising and comforting him.Although awkward and rather superficial, David could appreciate the effort Brianna had made. He knew that comfort with words wasn’t Brianna’s forte, but she had tried and he felt a pull at his heart from that. More than anything however, he was ashamed in himself. He was ashamed in himself for his lack of composure and harsh words. Some of them had been true and things that he would definitely have said even when he was composed, but others were things that he would have worded much more nicely. Not to mention his actions including the tears.

Guilt twisted through him again as he reached an arm over and gently tugged her back. Except for a few small sounds, Brianna didn’t wake as he pulled her close. Pressing his body closer to her he pulled her even closer into him, spooning her. Nuzzling his nose into her neck he let out a small sigh of content relaxing as he let himself drift back to sleep.

 Originally he had planned to leave early into the morning, but now he didn’t have the heart to wake Brianna up. The least he could give her was a full night’s sleep; their drive could wait. Besides the room was theirs until noon and if the darkness outside the window was any indication then they had plenty of time. With this thought David went pressed his lips to Brianna’s neck lightly before letting sleep take him.

When he woke up again, he could see light streaming in through the curtains and hitting his body. He pulled up his head once to glare at the curtains as if that could stop the sun when he caught Brianna’s open eyes staring at him widely as if waiting for him to explode once more. Laying his head back down, he sighed once and then pulled her even closer to him, their bodies fitting together in a familiar way.

“I-” David sighed lightly, before pausing out and thinking out his next words and where he wanted to go with them. “Kitten, I’m sorry.” He started lightly “I said some awful things last night.” He stopped, talking into the soft skin of her neck. “I hope you know that I didn’t mean what I said. I mean…about you going back to New York; I didn’t mean that.” He stopped but urged her to turn around and face him. “But we do need to talk. About our…relationship. About you. And about me too.” He talked letting their eyes meet to communicate his seriousness.

Taking the leap, David spoke the next words carefully knowing that he was letting Brianna into a part of him that she hadn’t seen before and only caught glimpses of last night.  “I just need to say this first though Kitten. Hopefully from my little…from last night, I hope you understand that I’m not unshakable and invincible. And…I just…I try to not- I guess what I’m saying is that…well fuck I have no idea what I’m saying” He spoke softly but a sense of desperation coloured his tone. “And that’s the problem. I have no idea what I’m saying anymore. I have no idea where I’m going or what I want or anything. And it scares the crap out of me Brianna.”

“Things haven’t gone so great for me at home, my dad’s putting the pressure on me to find a job but I don’t want a job. I want to keep studying and writing. But writing isn’t a real job according to my father. And even if he accepted it- it’s no good when I can’t even seem to put out anything that even I wouldn’t read anymore.” 

The night passed slowly; most of it involving Brianna staring out into the dark room as she attempted to fall asleep. She’d gone from being tense to completely exhausted, but despite that, she was unable to keep her eyes closed for more than a moment. Pressure had begun to build in her chest where she knew a good sob fest was forming. Her eyes stubbornly remained dry now that she had the luxury of crying it out. I just need to sleep… It’ll be fine… Repeating these phrases in her mind, eyes burning from lack of sleep, she somehow managed to drift off.

 When Brianna became aware of being awake again she felt a solid presence at her back. Turning her head slightly, she could make out David’s sleeping face and the knot in her stomach loosened slightly. Light was beginning to seep into the room and Brianna worried for a brief moment that David would be upset about their sleeping in. Looking over her shoulder she searched his face.

 The light was bright enough that she could make out the details of his face and she lay there, breathing quietly, as she traced them with her eyes. Slowly, she began to replay everything from the night before, barely able to avoid cringing as his words hit once again. David began to stir and Brianna watched him, ready to move away if he became irritated with her close proximity; though she didn’t remember putting herself in this position. She watched his expression go dark as he looked at the flimsy curtains and her stomach clenched.

 To say she was surprised when instead of pushing her away, David pulled her closer, would be an understatement. Stiffening for a moment, she tried to process what exactly was happening. The past 24 hours had been a whirlwind of emotional ups and downs. From the crappy start to the excitement of seeing David again, the fun of the car ride broken by David’s occasional snippy comments, then the fight the night before. It was no wonder that she just wanted to close her eyes and sleep away the next week of her life. Enjoy what’s left of this, then get home and do that…

 Relaxing into him, Brianna closed her eyes for a moment, relishing the ease with which their bodies seemed to click back together after such a long time apart. Then he began to speak and any illusion of an easy relaxing morning was gone. Tracing the skin on the back of his hand, she shivered slightly as his lips moved against her neck while he talked. Turning to face him, she tried to keep a carefully blank expression in place. Their relationship? Why had he paused before saying it? It took a mental shake to get Brianna paying attention again as her brain scrambled in several different directions.

 Quickly Brianna began to realize that David’s explosion the night before had obviously been building for quite some time. As she listened, she began to feel worse. She hadn’t given him a chance to speak at all yesterday, and even if she had, she wouldn’t have thought to ask him about what was going on in his life. In her mind, David was always on track with what he had planned. It was one of the things that she liked about him most; the idea that she could be a complete wreck and he would just sit there, completely composed, without a worry in the world.

 Reaching up tentatively, she gently laid her hand on the side of his face, trying to convey her understanding with her expression. After he’d finished speaking, Brianna traced a thumb over his cheekbone as she struggled to find words. “I think- I think it’s natural. The being scared part.” Hell, she’d gone through the same struggle and continued to every time it popped up from the back of her mind where she’d shoved it. “It’s terrifying. Life after school. It’s a huge change.”

 She could hardly imagine what it must be like for him without his parents’ support. At least her mother tried to help her, even if her father was less than thrilled with Brianna’s insistence of not continuing school. “Your dad’s pushing you must be horrible, but David, you shouldn’t give up on what you want to do. You should try to live in a way that would make you happy… Maybe getting away from it all, home and your father, will be good for your writing. Maybe a fresh start will help you clear your head.” Placing a gentle kiss on his forehead, Brianna wrapped her arms around David. Who was she to say anything about any of this when she didn’t even know what was going on with her own life? But she’d tried. She’d tried and she hoped that somehow that counted for something.   

(Source: briannacohen)

davidcalemadden:

David’s annoyance only sparked as he felt Brianna get into bed with him noisily. She pressed closer to him and  he fought a strange mixture of being annoyed and being turned on. Well it wasn’t that strange, David was used to it around Brianna as it was often how he felt when he was with her. Everything she was doing was annoying and pesky but David couldn’t help the stirring in his lower body that said otherwise. 

Still,  he was mad at her and if he let her off scotch-free this time, she would talk all day tomorrow and annoy him that way. Trying to ignore the feel of her fingers brushing his skin David  tilted his upper body back toward her, intending to tell her to go to sleep when he saw her propped up and looking so ready to make it up to him. She was insecure as fuck, David knew that but at this point it was annoying how she thought that she could make everything up with sex. 

“Fuck Brianna, do I look like a walking, talking dick?” He hissed “You can’t make up everything with sex. You’re annoying. You have been annoying all day today and you probably always be annoying.” He snapped “I drove all the way to New York for that? And can we stop pretending like we can just pick up where we left off? I mean, we haven’t seen each other in months and you can seem to care less what has  happened. I mean I know that you’ve probably slept with someone else but don’t you want to at least know if I have?”

“Besides, all you do is piss me off all day and then expect sex? You have gotten on my last nerve Brianna. Fuck that and fuck you.” He continued his tirade. More than anything it was just a build up anger at everything. The annoyance at Brianna, the crankiness of driving all day,  the fact that he had even come to see her when he had promised himself he wouldn’t. 

Sitting up he reached over and tuned on the lamp on the side table. He glared over at Brianna, not sure exactly what he wanted her to do or say. Only that he needed something. His eyes searched hers as he leaned forward with a sigh. It seemed the frustration had built up far too much and everything came pouring out of him- the fact that he had no idea what he was doing with his life, the pressure from his parents, the conflicting emotions when it came to Brianna, the crap writing he had been  putting out, the lack of direction- it all came out as he pulled his head into his hands. 

His eyes watered and tears slipped out, which only annoyed him even more- the fact that he was crying in front of Brianna made him even more angry. He had seen her cry plenty of times over the last few years- little stuff from movies, frustration or just simple stuff that girls cried about, but he himself had never cried in front of Brianna. And now he was sitting in the middle of nowhere, in a crappy motel, crying in front of a girl who was offering to suck his dick.

“Fuck!” He swore, a hand swerving out to slam against the headboard. A bad move, he could tell from the throbbing in his hand. He would definitely be feeling that in the morning. Turning around he closed the lamp once more and lay back down in his space. “Just go to fucking sleep Brianna. I’ll get you a bus ticket back to New York tomorrow.” He turned his back on her once more, hoping to pretend that none of this had happened. He could just leave her tomorrow, move on by himself to Vero and move on with his life and Brianna.

The words that David spit at her were far from what she had expected. Mild irritation had seemed inevitable, but Brianna had been prepared for that. In a way, she knew she deserved it. In the past she’d always tried to make up by getting the other person to relax in a way that was, more often than not, fun for both of them. But the force and volume of David’s words were enough to make her scoot back to the edge of the bed.

 Stay calm… It was easier to think that than to actually do it, but Brianna was somehow able to smooth her face into an unworried expression. Mouth dry and hands shaking, she stared down at the hem of her borrowed shirt. Of course she didn’t want to know who David had been with since they’d last seen one another. She’d assumed that he’d waited for her, though that really did seem unlikely since he hadn’t seemed too inclined to come see her until this point. In her mind David was slightly better than her when it came to slip ups; she’d always had trouble keeping things monogamous.

 As the light clicked on, she blinked to let her eyes adjust to the brightness before looking up to meet his eyes. Face still blank, she watched as David, who always seemed to have it together despite his brief angry outbursts, covered his face. Is he…crying? A small spark of triumph shot through her. So he could feel after all, maybe he’d realize how shitty she felt after his little rant. Then she realized how horrible that thought had been. Heaviness seemed to press down on her as her stomach sank. Just what the hell was going on to make him act like this?

 She had just reached out a hand to comfort him somehow, when he lashed out at the headboard, a sickening thwack filling the air. Flinching back from both the violent action and the painful noise, she watched, worry plain in her eyes. Even after the light was off, she couldn’t take her eyes off of David’s back. Don’t cry. Her eyes had begun to water as she ran over everything that had just happened. Don’t cry. You’ll make it worse.

 Taking a quiet breath, she slipped off of the bed and circled to the other side, kneeling on the slightly worn carpet. Ignoring the part of her mind that was telling her to get off of the filthy floor, she reached out and gently took the hand that David had hurt. Leaning forward she gave it a gentle kiss; she’d always seen mothers do this for their children on TV, maybe it could help somehow in this situation. “I’m sorry,” her voice was incredibly quiet but in the silent room it was audible.

 “I know I fuck up… a lot. I’ll work on it; just let me know what I need to do. I want to make you happy…” Her voice trailed off and she ran a thumb gently up the side of his hand before letting go. Moments like these revealed how underdeveloped her social skills were. Rather than drag out her apology any longer and risk angering David further, Brianna stood and walked quietly back to her side of the bed. She carefully peeled back the sheet and slid in as smoothly as possible, curling up to take up as little of the bed as possible.

There was a good chance that David would follow through with his threat to send her home. The thought that she’d arrive home in time to greet her parents as they came back from their trip was enough to make her feel sick. But if that’s David wanted, then she’d go; no need to stick around and annoy him further if he didn’t want her there.  

(Source: briannacohen)

davidcalemadden:

It hadn’t been the most comfortable of drives and having to consider another person- especially one as needy as Brianna, was annoying David.  Not to mention Brianna’s constant need to fill the air with chatter.  ”And this is why I keep your mouth busy with something else.” He had snapped several times. And then when Brianna had insisted on not letting him listen to what he wanted to listen to, David had nearly pulled over and kicked her out right there and then. Quickly rebutting to her insults and protests, “I swear if you have the guts to ever put on Katy Perry in my car again, I’m going to specifically drive out to a brothel and drop you off there.”

Brianna had been wearing against David’s last nerves when the rain had  started coming down on them. David only had a few minutes to enjoy the silence as Brianna seemed to shut up for the first time in a while before he realised that he would have to stop. David couldn’t risk driving in this awful weather, especially with Brianna squealing like a dying pig in the seat next to his. Driving around for a little while, David stopped at the very first place he saw.

Brianna’s comment made David roll his eyes in annoyance as he glared at her “Look, princess” He started trough clenched teeth, all tenderness gone form his voice “You’ve done nothing but annoy me these last 10 hours. So now, you are going to listen to me. Right now you’re coming with me and we’re gonna get a room, we’re going to have a peaceful night- and if you annoy me any more, you can sleep on the floor and tomorrow I’ll drop you off at a Greyhound station and you can go back to New York.” He barked out harshly. Glaring at her for a few moments, he broke the eye contact and turned the keys. 

Climbing back over the seats, David quickly checked through his suitcase, grabbing what he needed for the night and next day and an extra set of blankets, he zipped it close. Briefly he considered leaving Brianna without anything but changed his mind quickly as he opened her bag too, grabbing what he thought she would need. Quickly he realised he didn’t see anything in it to sleep in, he sighed “Really, Brianna?” Opening his bag again, he found an extra t-shirt and tossed it in the bag with everything, making sure Brianna hadn’t seen him do it. Let her think that she doesn’t have anything sleep in, he thought to himself 

“Come.” He barked opening his door and stepping outside where the rain poured on him. Checking to make sure Brianna was out too, he locked the door and then ran to the motel.

From the inside, the motel wasn’t nearly as shady as he had secretly feared it would be. Paying for a room-“One bed, one night ” he had said, looking at the now soaked Brianna meaningfully reminding her of what he had said earlier. Quickly moving, the two were soon to their room for the night. Once inside, David sighed. It wasn’t what he was used to but it seemed adequate, although he would certainly be using his own sheets. Purposely giving Brianna the cold shoulder, he worked on stripping the bed and spreading his own sheets as she just watched. Stripping down, he changed quickly and threw the t-shirt he had gotten for Brianna her way “Don’t get my sheets wet, wear this” he warned simply before closing the light and settling into the bed, facing opposite Brianna. He shut his eyes and tried to ignore the two eyes that burned a hole into his back.

Brianna stared, wide eyed, as David glared her down. There was no convincing herself that his annoyance was directed at anyone but herself. It was all she could do to not flinch at his words. At that moment she believed that David would follow through with his promise to send her back and she didn’t want that to happen. Nodding to indicate that she’d heard him, Brianna consciously kept her mouth shut.

 As worried as she was that she would piss him off somehow, Brianna couldn’t stop herself from staring at David’s ass as he went back over the seat. It had been far too long since they’d been together. In that moment she began to piece together a plan to get him in a slightly better mood. She held back the sigh that threatened while she waited for him to grab what he needed from his suitcase. Not seeing his face made it seem as if the little blow up hadn’t happened and she relaxed slightly.

 The moment passed quickly and suddenly she was out in the rain. Splashing through puddles, she followed at a sprint, though she was completely soaked through by the time she reached the door. Upon entering, Brianna wanted to leave immediately. The smell of cigarettes and sweat was barely masked by some floral scented air freshener and there were water stains on the wooden counter top at the front desk. Pointedly avoiding looking in what were sure to be dusty corners, Brianna stood shivering and dripping wet next to David as he secured their room.

 The moment Brianna set foot in their room, she wanted to crawl back in the car and wait out the storm. The carpet looked gross, the shower needed to be cleaned and there were no mints on the pillows. She watched, in a daze, as David stripped and made the bed up with his own sheets. At least she wouldn’t have to worry about that. David’s spare t-shirt was quickly getting damp as it absorbed the water dripping from her clothes. Quickly, she shed her soaked clothing, spreading them across the sink, and started wringing her hair out over the tub. Satisfied that she was somewhat dry, she slipped into David’s shirt, grateful for the slight warmth it brought.

 Taking a deep breath, she slid between the sheets next to David and snuggled up next to him. “Are you still awake?” Silence. She knew she was taking a risk doing this, he was already so angry, but she’d missed him and she was positive she could get him paying attention to her if things went the way she wanted. Pressing her breasts directly to his back, Brianna ran a hand up and down his arm. “I really missed you, David.” 

 She pressed a kiss at the back his neck, hand sliding to his hip. Sighing lightly, she pressed closer, fingers playfully brushing at his stomach as she propped up to get a better view of what she was doing. “I can show you how much, if you’re up for it.” 

(Source: briannacohen)

davidcalemadden:

Quickly- far too quickly it seemed, David and Brianna were settling into David’s car. All the way down the elevator David had held Brianna’s hand in one of his own and dragged her suitcase behind them with the other hand. David couldn’t help the smile that seemed fixed on his face at seeing Brianna again. He really had missed her. 6 months was a long time for two of them to be apart, especially considering that over the last 2 years, not one month would go by being apart from each other.

There had been other women of course in the last little while, a few dates and other lovers, but none of them were quite the same. With them it had been like going through the actions, kiss here, touch there-nothing nearly as meaningful as what was with Brianna.

This thought stopped David short, “Meaningful”? No. Just another fuck, just another girl, he reminded himself.  It was alarming how many times David had caught himself thinking ridiculously like this, that Brianna meant much more to him than just another girl. With a stiff reminder to himself, he tensed and turned to stare at Brianna. He couldn’t help the sharp annoyance that ran through him at her, piercing her with his quick glare he turned back to look ahead as he settled back into his seat. Concentrate, David.  

“Stupid. Fucking stupid is what you are.” David’s thoughts raced as he mentally scolded himself “Why did you bring her along?” There weren’t many reasons anymore for David to want Brianna, or even pretend to love her. There weren’t many reasons why he should have even thought about her after graduating. From the beginning the plan had been to win her heart and then crush it, along with her ego and completely unwarranted self-confidence. When had that changed? Perhaps it had changed once David had realized that what Brianna had wasn’t self-confidence, it was only half assed lies that even she didn’t believe.

Awake with her late into the nights, tracing the skin her back, kissing the pale skin on her neck talking or tangling their limbs together as the smell of their sweat and sex filled the air, David had discovered that Brianna’s self-esteem and self-image was beyond rock bottom. He hadn’t had the heart to break her- and he still didn’t. The plan had been to stay away for good after graduation but he had broken this  rule too.

To distract himself from his thoughts, David started the car and let his GPS lead him out of the city and towards his destination. “It’s almost a 20 hour drive.” He said to Brianna without looking over at her, “So get comfy.” With a few moments consideration, in a much quieter and gentler tone he added “Let me know if you need anything.” Weak

It felt so liberating to hear the door shut behind her as they made their way downstairs and to David’s car. The best part had definitely been walking past the front desk with David not loosening his grip on her hand. He’d never touched her much in public, especially when people were watching. In her giddiness, she’d flashed a smile at Vincent as he manned the front desk. His sour expression at seeing her with another guy not a week after their hookup was lost on her as she gave him a small wave good bye. Belatedly she realized that he’d most likely talk if her father confronted him asking for details on Brianna’s travel partner. Oh well, I’d have told them anyway… eventually.

 After watching David put her luggage in the back seat, Brianna slid into the passenger seat. A grin was working to take over her lips, but she did her best to keep a look of nonchalance in place. No big deal. Just going on a trip with my boyfriend… She turned her face to the window to allow a small smile to escape briefly, then dug in her bag to retrieve her sunglasses. Looking up, she caught a glimpse of the glare that David had shot her way. Raising an eyebrow, she slipped on her sunglasses and turned to face the windshield.

 It’s not a big deal. Just go with it. He’s probably thinking of something else… But it was hard to not feel disappointed. This is going to be great; don’t ruin it. Pushing her mouth into a smile, she turned to look at him as he spoke, relaxing slightly as his tone softened. You worried for nothing, she scolded herself.

 Their exit from the city went as smoothly as it could; David shushing her impatiently only when traffic was thick, which proved to be pretty consistent for the most part. When they were finally free of the car clogged city, Brianna relaxed back in her seat and began to fill David in on what had been going on in her life. Of course some parts were glossed over, she never told him just how many agencies had turned her down, while others were left out completely. It was so nice to be able to talk like this again, though she realized after about 4 hours that her chatter might be wearing David’s patience thin. 

 They stopped at a mall after nearly 5 hours of driving. Complaining of a sore back, Brianna insisted that they walk around for a bit. It was only after David threatened to leave her that she reluctantly left the Coach store that she’d discovered 20 minutes into their break. Sighing loudly, she buckled herself back into the seat and leaned her head against the window, silent for the first time since leaving New York. 

 Half an hour of silence passed before she grew bored of pouting and began to fiddle with the radio. Stopping on a station that played Top 40, she began singing along to the latest Katy Perry song. She caught a glimpse of the disgusted look on David’s face before he reached over and violently changed the channel. The sound he made stopped the protest that she’d been preparing. “What the hell? Can we at least listen to something with words?” A few minor struggles for control later and they had settled on some station that played Sinatra and big band music. Neither of them were very happy with the selection, but Brianna insisted that they stick with it; her dad always listened to this stuff so she could tolerate it more than the annoying music David had been trying to force on her.

 The sky outside was growing darker in an eerie way. As Brianna was opening her mouth to comment on it, a handful of large raindrops hit the window with such force that she could have easily been convinced that someone was throwing rocks at them. She jumped and gripped the edges of her seat. Bad weather had always bothered her, even more when she was traveling. As if the sky could read her mind, it opened up; rain covering the windshield in a thick layer that made it almost impossible to see. 

 A small, pitiful sound escaped through her clenched teeth. She should have stayed home. They were going to crash… During the next few minutes while she ran through horrible scenarios of what might happen to them, David somehow managed to navigate the car off onto an exit that seemed mostly deserted. Brianna didn’t realize that they had stopped until David cut the engine and looked over at her. Through the rain she could barely make out the outline of a rundown motel, neon “vacancy” sign glowing a tacky shade of pink through the murky darkness. “There is no fucking way I am going into one of those rooms.” 

(Source: briannacohen)

davidcalemadden:

 David relaxed into Brianna’s arms and circled her torso tighter in return feeling her breath on his neck. At her declaration of missing him, David couldn’t help the happy energy that spread through him, warming him. With Brianna’s words however, he came back to his senses and he didn’t stop the roll of his eyes as he responded to Brianna.  

“I don’t know, I suppose a bit like a vacation. But not really. I just needed to get away from home I guess.” David shrugged, happy to finally be able to speak the words to someone. In fact, thinking about it,  David could admit that Brianna was the only one that he would even consider saying this to. 

“I hear Vero Beach is a great place. I just want somewhere to be and Google told me Vero was a good place. There’s no one else coming.” Stopping, he stared at her for a second and then allowed himself a small smile “Just you and I.” As the words settled into the air David sighed as he let his gaze trail over Brianna’s figure. It had been so long since he had seen her or touched her.

Quickly moving, he reached out and pulled her towards to him, pulling her body close to his. One arm circled her waist and pulled her as close as he other hand reached out trace the edge of her jaw. His eyes found hers and he smiled for a second ducking down to bring their mouths together. He kissed her slowly, and almost experimentally as if making sure she was still the same girl as before. She still tasted the same; like mint and the tea she loved to drink. She also felt the same under his trailing hands. 

Pulling back David smiled at her “6 months, Kitten.” He whispered using his nickname for her.  He went a step further and allowed himself the luxury of saying, “I missed you too.” One of his hands still trailed her back, but he pulled away before he could waste anymore time “Go. Pack your bags. I’m- We’re leaving soon.” He said instead stepping back and pulling his hands back to himself. David couldn’t afford getting caught up here and as much as he would have loved to, now wasn’t the time.

(Source: briannacohen)

davidcalemadden:

David wasn’t sure why he had drove all the way to New York but it had seemed almost a subconscious decision from the way he had found himself here before he could fully register what he was doing.  Parked outside of the building he had never imagined coming this close to David rested his hands on the steering wheel. There was still time to turn back. David didn’t have to go inside and talk to Brianna. Everything he could possibly need was in his packed car, there was nothing in particular he could have needed or wanted from Brianna. Except sex.

Liar A little voice inside David’s voice hissed at him. And it was right, when David had drove here, having sex with Brianna hadn’t been on his mind- only she had. Not anything particular about her, only the fact that David missed her. “Okay, so I need a little company. I miss being around her because she’s amusing”David spoke aloud “That’s normal. All humans feel that way. It’s completely fine- doesn’t mean a thing.” He continued to himself. 

Before he could think much more or continue to lie to himself however, he stepped out of his car, slamming the door behind him. Making his way into the building, he was lucky enough to know a few people living here already and therefore was let in without much fuss. Thinking back to some late night conversations- were there any other kind with him and Brianna?-David tried to remember the exact details of her apartment. One thing he had learned over the last two years in his time with Brianna was that she enjoyed talking. It had taken a while, once he had gotten her over her nervousness to messing up their relationship or saying something stupid he had learned how much she loved to babble. It had become one of his favorite things about her even though it still annoyed him in most other people. 

Armed with the exact location of her apartment, he tapped his foot absently as the elevators took him up the floors to the penthouse. He looked around at his surroundings- the high class society evident even in the elevator and remembered how Brianna had bragged of the luxury of it all. At one time David too would have enjoyed this place, now however it seemed all too fragile. It was like living in a museum, he couldn’t imagine how Brianna did it- he could imagine being terrified of making the slightest of off moves and ruining everything. 

As the doors- crystal doors- opened, David quickly walked towards the door of the suite he knew to be where Brianna lived. He kept his head down, the showiness of it all disgusting him. As he knocked on the door, David prepared to have to explain the purpose of him being here to a housekeeper or doorman but was caught off guard at Brianna opening the door. 

Suddenly he was speechless, looking at Brianna’s familiar features and tangle of dark hair. Swallowing, he licked his lips preparing to speak “I’m going to Vero Beach, Florida. 15 minutes to pack your bags if you want to come.” He struggled to keep his tone harsh and cold, seeing as all he wanted to do was sweep Brianna into his arms and bring her in for a kiss. It was a stretch as is to come all the way to New York for Brianna, giving her such a warm greeting would only make her more secure. 

The sight of David standing at her door shocked Brianna in the best way possible. She had imagined something like this happening so many times since she’d last seen him; he’d one day realize that he couldn’t be without her and come take her away. It was like something from one of those 80s romantic comedies that she’d always loved to watch. It was all she could do to open the door wider, staring at him as if he would disappear in the blink of an eye. What could he possibly be doing here?

Still struggling to collect her thoughts, she reached out to grab his hand. The tone of his voice should have shocked her, it did feel a bit like a slap in the face after having not seen him for some time, but she was far too thrilled to actually see him to let it get her down for more than a few seconds. Over the years she’d learned to put up with David’s way of speaking to her; gentle one minute, then cutting the next. Sure it was startling at times, but she would put up with it if the alternative was being without him.

Tugging gently at his hand, she pulled him inside. “I missed you.” The words sounded childish and desperate, but she didn’t care. She had missed him. Everything had been so off around her but with David she felt comfort from the familiarity of his face, the sound of his voice. It was impossible to not grab him into a hug, nose nuzzling into the crook of his neck as she breathed him in. This was what she needed, what had been missing from her life.

Then his words fully sank in. He wanted her to come with him. He’d backtracked all the way to New York to pick her up. A small smile began to grow on her lips as she let go of him and stepped back. “Florida? Is this like a little vacation?” She began to fantasize about afternoons stretched out on the beach with David next to her reading some complicated novel for fun. “It’ll be just the two of us, right? How long will we be staying?”

(Source: briannacohen)