assertively. She squirmed in surprise at his sudden move, but found it surprisingly comforting. Then, she allowed herself to be pulled into his embrace. His hands drifted from her cheeks and he began to run his fingers gently through her hair. She found herself transfixed, as she basked in the intimacy of the moment.
The mysterious heartthrob tenderly pulled her in closer. Then, without thinking, her own hands began to wander across his chest, worming their way underneath his shirt to touch his skin directly. Her fingers felt the well-defined contours and grooves of his muscular torso and the growing physical intimacy began to stir up baser feelings deep inside her.
Bianca realized suddenly what was happening and pulled away sharply, not sure if she was prepared to go that far. She composed herself and straightened her hair before speaking. “I hope you didn’t come all the way over here just so you could nail one of the local waitresses.”
“I came here to tell you that you don’t have to live in fear of those knuckleheads anymore,” Braden explained, as his conceited, brash exterior gave way to sincerity. “You’re absolutely right about me. I am a reckless, violent thug. I always have been. I can’t keep my opinions to myself and someone usually has a problem with what I have to say. When that happens, a fist or a crowbar is the tool I normally use to settle the argument. I had a serious problem with that prick treating you like dirt. Maybe I had no right to intervene to protect you, but I sure as hell don’t regret it.”
In spite of herself, Bianca realized that she was genuinely falling for this man. He’d swooped in and dealt with a problem she thought she’d have to endure for the rest of her days. Plus, his handsome looks and bad boy demeanor were helping her overcome her inhibitions and apprehensions about him.
Yet, the remaining sliver of caution in her mind continued to cry out. She knew virtually nothing about the guy. He’d be gone in the morning and would likely never return. She couldn’t just surrender herself to him, as if he were a knight in shining armor; but, a growing part of her wanted to. She’d felt the first sparks of attraction the minute she’d laid eyes on him. Those sparks were made all the more potent when he’d stood up for her. Despite her fears about provoking the Merrick boys, his defense of her – the poor damsel in distress – appealed to her on so many levels. Her heart was literally throbbing now and the last sliver of caution finally vanished, as she threw caution to the wind.
Bianca wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. He returned the embrace and caressed her body tenderly, as they stoked one another’s passions. He reached down and planted his hands behind her knees, lifting her up into the air. She yelped in surprise and clung on tightly to her lover, as he carried her effortlessly into the back of the diner. In her reverie, she did have the presence of mind to flick the light switch off. No need for late night passersby to catch a glimpse of what was about to unfold, she thought.
Braden sat her down on a stool behind the counter and began to undress her. She didn’t resist as her lover undid her waitress’s uniform and opened up her shirt. He kissed her all over her neck and chest and she rolled her head back in passive lust. At the same time, she ran her hands across his shoulders and back. She instinctively spread her thighs for him, as his hands felt their way across her belly and hips to her thighs. Then, she closed her legs again, so he could roll up her skirt and ease her panties down her legs, exposing her womanhood.
For Bianca, the passion was mixed with a feeling of intense vulnerability. With her pussy exposed, she felt totally naked to him already, even though she still had most of her clothes on. But rather than recoil from him, she embraced the vulnerability and meekly spread her