An ‘Oomph’ fell from Brantley’s lips as he was tackled to the ground. His ribs screamed with pain, but he pushed it aside when he saw the smile on her face. For such a little woman, man could she tackle. The pretty little redhead straddled him with ease placing small pecks in various random spots as she giggled. The officers had cleared the house the day before finding several cameras and recording devices that had been placed. Each bathroom had two, the bedrooms each had three and the rest of the house was littered in each and every spot they could find. Sienna couldn't help but feel relieved. Her and Brantley were alone, actually alone now! The only downfall was the hotel room they tracked the signal to was empty and the name was false.
“What's got you so excited?” he chuckled as he wrapped his arms around her, not moving from the cold spot on the floor. His voice was deeper since he wasn't fully awake yet. For some odd reason, and it wasn't the kitchen full of pastries, he could tell she had been up for hours.
“Derrick’s in jail! He went to file charges against you and they got him instead! He's in on stalking, domestic assault, unlawful surveillance, and breaking and entering. I'm free Brant, I'm free! I don’t know how they did it but they got his confession on tape when you two were fighting!” She cheered, giggling as she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him hard. He chuckled against her lips as he felt the cut on his lip stretch a bit.
“That's amazin baby. Just a question though...how long have you been awake?” he asked as he cocked an eyebrow at her. She sat up slightly, placing a hand on his chest as her face twisted slightly.
“Umm about 6 hours?” she shrugged making him shake his head.
“Started out as stress baking huh?” she shrugged her shoulders again with a smile on her face. “We should throw a BBQ or something to celebrate.”
“I was thinking a vacation?” she smiled as she turned around quickly and walked into the kitchen. “You know before all the court dates start and before you start touring again.”
“That's a great idea baby. Where you wanna go?” he smiled, a true BG smile. A smile came across her face as she hopped slightly in place.
“Surprise me!” He laughed and shook his head. Only his girl. He nodded as he pulled her close.
“I love you Sienna Rose.” He whispered as he leaned down to kiss her softly. She smiled into the kiss, leaning up to apply more pressure and pull him close. “I have another way we could celebrate too.”
“Oh and what's that?” she mumbled, biting her lip ever so slightly. He growled low in his throat as he picked her up and set her on the kitchen island, one of the few placed not covered in cookies, scones, muffins and breads. Swiftly he pulled her closer to the edge, kissing her harder. She moaned against his lips, gripping his shirt tightly in her hand and tilting her head. His large hands palmed her ass through her cut off jeans earning a gasp. Trailing his fingers up her hip and down her inner thigh he began to lightly brush her core through her lace panties. Always lace. He thought as she broke the kiss, gasping. Pushing her back slightly, he slowly undid the button. She whined high in her throat as she arched up, silently begging him to keep going. His bruised knuckle contrasted her pale skin, healing from her own marks.
“Brantley Keith I swear to god if you don't stop teasing me you're not getting laid for six weeks.” He raised an eyebrow before smirking. He knew not to take her threat lightly. He might be the dominate, but her threats were never empty. She had done it before when they were in high school. You ever seen a quarterback with a case of blue balls? Not a pretty sight. And that time he pissed her off when he was on tour. Nothing for three months until he was on his knees begging. Not even the night he got home, but that's another story for another day.
“Yes Ma’am.” He replied as he yanked both her shorts and panties down in one pull. She breathed out a sigh of relief as he began to kiss a trail up her thighs, nipping and biting in all the spots that drove her crazy. She gasped each time, only fueling him. His fingers followed the invisible trail his lips left. Brushing her lightly as her head fell back and a moan escaped He watched her from his place. His fingers sliding up and down not quiet applying enough pressure to cause her to come undone, but just enough to build anticipation. He loved seeing her like this. Lost in the pleasure he could only bring her, wanting and needy. He was growing harder by the second, straining against the rough denim of his jeans. Her leg came up, pressing his head closer to her making him chuckle. He'd let her get away with that this time. After all they were celebrating. She arched high and moaned his name loudly as his tongue separated her soaking lips and flicked her clit. Reaching down she thread her fingers in his as he started his sweet, torturous assault. His tongue darted out against her again, circling her again and again as she gasped and moaned. She let go of his hands, gripping the back of his head and began to rock her hips steadily against him. The feeling of his rough, coarse beard was adding to the growing fire as she moaned and whimpered.
“Fuck,” fell from her lips as he nibbled on the sensitive button. He chuckled against her causing her to move her hips again. He stared up at her as he slid a long thick finger into her soaking core. Her mouth dropped open with a moan of his name. He smirked against her, beginning to lap at her like he was starving for her. She rocked her hips over and over harder and harder as she grew closer. She began to tighten around him as she squeezed him with her thighs. He pulled her closer, as he attacked her roughly making her scream his name and come undone.
“I wasn't done.” He growled as she pushed him back and jumped off the island. She shook her head, as she kissed him hard, moaning as she tasted herself on his tongue. Her hands trailed to the bottom of his shirt before breaking the kiss and throwing it somewhere to the side. Dropping to her knees she couldn't help but lick her lips at the sight of his want through his jeans. She popped the button roughly, pulling his pants down to his thighs. Instantly she wrapped her lips around him, sucking him hard into her mouth as he groaned and wrapped his hands in her hair. She bobbed her head in three quick movements before pulling back to tease just his tip. Her tongue circled him, collecting his precum as she moaned loudly.
“Fuck Rosey,” he groaned as he stared down at her. Never a better sight than his girl with her mouth full. He pushed her head lightly making her bob her head again. She smirked against him but instantly began to follow his movements over and over as she swallowed around his more than impressive length. His head swirled as the heat of her mouth continued to surround him. Her hand come up to join her mouth on the little bit she couldn't fit. He rocked his hips as his head fell back. Her moans sent vibrations around him making him swallow hard.
“Fuck Sienna so close.” He mumbled. She released him with a loud pop as she stared up, not stopping her hands movements.
“Then cum baby,” she moaned seductively as she replaced her hand with her lips once again. He groaned loudly as she began to bob her head faster, taking him deeper and sucking harder. His eye rolled as he swallowed hard feeling the tip of his length hit the back of her throat. His rambling increased as he gripped her hair hard and began to thrust matching the motions of her mouth before becoming sloppier.
“Oh fuck Sienna.” He breathed, his mouth dropping as his seed hit the back of her throat. He twitched slightly as he felt her moan around him, swallowing him with a wink. The things this girl could do, he thought as he struggled to catch his breath.
“Are you guys done?” met their ears as they both looked towards the door. Kolby hand rounded the corner as they scrambled to get dressed. Brantley didn't bother putting his shirt back on as he pulled up his pants and Sienna just threw her shorts on, placing her panties in her back pocket.
“Shit man, sorry. Didn't know you were there.” Brantley Said sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his neck. A blush flew to Sienna cheeks as her eyes opened wide.
“It's cool man. I only knocked like twenty times. Anyways, now that I'm scarred for life I brought up that thing you asked for and Mama wants us all to meet at her house for Sunday dinner. Which I will tell her y'all will be there and your practicing making her grandbabies.” Kolby walked around the corner with his hand over his eyes. He peeked through his fingers as he shook his head. “Nice hair.”
“Yeah man, we'll be there and thanks for bringing it up.” Brantley mumbled. It wasn't like it was the first time Kolby caught them. Hell once Brantley had, had her for the first time he couldn't get enough of her. If you couldn't find them, ten bucks says they were somewhere out in the woods in the back of his truck.
“Kolby if you tell your mama that I'm gonna make you sing for me.” Sienna threatened as she fixed her hair. Kolby was just as talented as his brother but ten times more shy. The only time he sang was in church or when he thought no one was listening. He held his hands up promptly and backed out of the room. They heard the door open a few seconds later before closing again, signaling that he had left.
“Should have sent him with some baked good instead of threatening him.” Brantley laughed as he look around his kitchen motioning to the many treats she had baked this morning.
“Yeah but where’s the fun in that?” She smirked as she winked.