BRIANNA (RAZORBACK NOVELLA)

ONE YEAR AGO: BRIANNA'S POV: I felt him deep inside, and I felt him pause. He loved to hold deep inside me, it was a quirk of his in bed. I pushed back into him, I didn't want him to pause for too long, I was horny and he had been teasing me all night with winks and air kisses. He didn't move at first though, and he didn't until I whined and was about to say his name. He laughed though, as he pulled out because my hips started to follow with his slow strokes. "Damn Brianna, you feel so f*****g good every time." He started his thrusts, opening my p***y up even more to him, and I grabbed the sheets. Pushing on them so he wouldn't push me so far as his thrusts got a bit more forceful. "You say that every time Gabriel." I whimpered as his hands came around and started to hold onto my hips, but when I did what he wanted, setting myself more face down, he leaned over, slowing himself yet again before kissing over my back. He was again admiring the work I just got done from my roommate, and I wiggled my hips to get him to refocus. He slapped my ass and I whined and moaned at him. He went a bit harder, making me c*m as he grabbed and groped at my t**s and played with my n*****s roughly. He knew what I liked by now, we had been together for almost a month, dating, mostly f*****g, and a s**t ton of flirting. I blinked past all the pleasure and reached back through my legs, grabbing and cupping his balls. He cursed and dived deep inside me and his hands were basically bruising my sides as he held onto me tightly. I didn't hate ending this early, but I loved coming right before him. He pulled out of me slowly, getting his wits about him as he took the condom off and headed to the bathroom in his little room here in the club. I moved to lay on my back and grabbed my dress, he had something to do tonight, and I really didn't want to do the walk of shame in the morning. I got myself dressed and when he came back out he mumbled something and wrapped an arm around my waist. "Where are you going? Just stay. I will be back in two hours, you can rest..." He whispered against my neck and moved down to push my straps off my shoulders. "When I get back we can go again." He told me and I hummed at the idea. Today was the first day in almost a week we actually were able to f**k, and while it seemed like a long time, I had gone months without s*x before, but... I didn't have to do that with him as my man now. "Ok... but I was to get something to change into. I don't want to walk into my job tomorrow without a shower and in old clothes." I told him and he sighed and kissed over my neck. "You want a ride to your place?" He asked and I shook my head. "I have my car, I can go and get what I need and come back. Probably park on the street. I'll bring some of my shampoos too since you have your own shower." I told him knowing if we were going to be f*****g into the night I would need a shower in the morning. "Ok, well you get your stuff, meet you back here in three hours max." He added another hour and I was mindful of that so I could probably take my time and get something big to eat so after all this exercise my stomach wouldn't embarrass me. "Ok. See you." I gave him a kiss, and he pushed me against the door and kept control of it. He was a man on a mission to show me who was boss at all times, and while I knew that was true in the bedroom, things with us would be 50/50 when we got further along. He walked me down and gave me another kiss at my car and I sped off, getting to my apartment and going in. Dani, my roommate was barely home in the afternoons, she was a tattoo artist, an amazing one, and she stayed busy at the shop she worked for hours most of her days there. I got some clothes, shampoo, lotion, and some things I would need for work tomorrow and put them all with my purse in a weekend bag so I wasn't juggling two things. I got back in my car, making sure to stop by some stores for things like condoms, and snacks and something to drink, and then I went to find somewhere to eat. I got something filling, making sure that I didn't have too many onions or garlic, trying my best not to act like it was already a comfortable relationship, and as I got in my car, I realized it might have already been over three hours. I had chilled and took my time before heading back. I got to the club, and since they kind of knew me, I was waved in and I looked around to see if he was on the floor. He wasn't playing pool, there wasn't anyone but Tara and a few other guys including my new boss Marcus there, so I headed up without making a scene to his room. I made sure to count and when I got close I knew what I heard through the door, and before barging in, I took a step back and counted again, wondering if I did that right before putting my ear to the door. I heard Gabe's voice, and a girl moaning that he was doing it so good. I didn't want to just barge in, so I waited, and listened, and it f*****g hurt, but less than 4 minutes after I was waiting, I leaned on the wall outside and he opened the door to the let the chick out and saw me standing there. "It's a revolving door around here." I commented as the little woman walked out, her hair was a little bit a mess, and her makeup too, but she smiled and kept walking, probably a club bunny, at least that was what he had called them when he told me he was tired of being with them and maybe wanted something more with me. That must have just been a line he fed me to actually f**k me. "I told you to be here in three hours. You weren't. Annie was available." "Oh shove it in your ass Grey. You first told me two, then three, so I figured I would give you more wiggle room. Hell, if I knew I was a replaceable f**k toy I wouldn't have come back at all." I moved to get up and he laughed lightly and shook his head. "Where are you going?" He asked me and I shook my head as I made my way back down the hallway. "You think I am going to go and f**k you after you just had some other chick in your bed right after me?" I asked and then I kept walking, he kind of caught up to me, trying to babble that Annie meant nothing and that she was just easy. "You and I had something." He was so full of s**t. "Grey, if we had something, it was bullshit. You don't say s**t like that to a girl, and then go and f**k someone easy. That's not how it works." I told him, pushing him out of my way when he tried to block the stairs. "f**k woman, you're easy for a couple of nice words too. You're supposed to be ok with my life, that's what you said, and f*****g women when I want is apart of that." He told me and I stopped halfway down the stairs and shook my head. "Did you say that part to me, or did you say that sometimes you had to carry a gun so I shouldn't feel you up to much, sometimes you might be gone for more than a week from the strip club, and I would have to deal with it... you said nothing about how if I was late for a sleepover you would just choose another woman until I got here. Go f**k yourself." I waved him off, getting to the bottom of the stairs and getting right to the front of the club. I nodded to a few of the guys I knew and kept walking.  I got to my car, letting my heart break a little bit as I turned around. I almost wanted to quit the club, almost wanted to call my brothers and tell them to come beat this guy up for me.... But then it would be an issue over where I was staying, where I was working, why I didn't just do what our father wanted... lots of s**t that seemed to pile up in my head on top of the fact that I was just cheated on by a guy I really started to have feelings for. f**k my life. I got back to my apartment, curled under a blanket and drank a bottle of water before realizing I needed to wash Grey off of me. He wasn't mine, and I wasn't his, and I needed to remind myself of that. GABRIEL'S POV: I clapped some hands and took my place at the pool table. Some of the guys knew what I had done, told me not to even start with Annie when I had already made sure Bri was coming back, but I was in need, and that was what Annie was around for. She had been good in the past, and tonight she was alright, but it took the edge off. If Bri hadn't come when she had I would have done her too, taken my fill of both of them, gone a couple more rounds with Bri, tiring us both out, before we slept in my bed. I had watched her walk out, her hips weren't swinging, her hair wasn't bouncy, but she kept her head high. She would make a good wife for some bastard one day, but not me. She saw how the others like Gemma were pulled into the club, and she should know that those men were ready for that, that they believed in that love s**t. Not me. No man really believes in love. Not true love, not ever lasting love... that s**t is what women made up for themselves when they find a man that screws them right and is ok with just putting up with one b***h out after another from that same woman. I played pool the rest of the night, winning some bets and extra cash, getting some looks from Annie wondering if I wanted a repeat, but I was done. Fighting with women, even if it was Bri turned me off faster than hearing my sister or mom. I got to bed around 2am that night. Sleeping in, not needing to worry about seeing Bri the next night since I was put on some guard duty for Lucien. I had my s**t being taken care of, and then I got that f*****g call about Bri acting crazy at the club. I got there, pissed as all hell that she had them call me, but when I got there I realized she didn't want me, she didn't even notice me walking in. But I f*****g saw her. Her little dress was pulled up, showing off a thong i had never seen before and I was headed her way faster than her hair settled as she moved her hips and head on a fuckers lap. "Get up Bri." I told her quietly, trying to get her to just chill, and she looked at me and I knew she was f*****g gone. She was drunk and not the fun kind. She rolled her eyes and looked at the man who was more interested in what was between her legs than what I was trying to get done. "Bri, I am telling you one more time." I said quietly again, Marcus was now looking towards us, wondering what was going on, and I made a move to grab her hand. "Get up." "Let go." She slid away from me and almost off the fuckers lap, and he had the f*****g balls to grab at her by her f*****g htihgs like that was going to keep her ass on his knees. "Go away." She tried to get my hand off of her wrist and I let go, going to grab her from behind but she turned, pushing her f*****g ass into the mans lap and she grabbed his hands and kept them around her. I did what I had to do, I got her mad at me, got her to Marcus' office in one piece without her or I or the bastard who wanted her on his lap got hurt. I kept my control in, and I watched her almost proposition Marcus. She was f*****g far gone. I told him what happened, Tara showed up, told me off, and here I was feeling two inches tall as I saw her head off with Avery in his nice car. At least he was f*****g taken and happy about it. Bri might be drunk but she knew that he was happy with a woman and wouldn't want s**t to do with him. She went home, I went to my mom's place to cool off, and got a good meal out of it. My sister had little Frankie on her lap when I walked in, and he was just over a year old, so I grabbed him up, holding him, giving him a taste of some food he could have before playing with him all night. When s**t went wrong, I went to them, mom didn't judge, and my sister always told me that it would be fine in the long run. But the s**t Tara saisd about me not being better than her ex, and my mom's two baby daddies was wearing me down. If she was right I knew I wanted nothing to do with what I was doing anymore. But... I wasn't with a woman, no one was going to be left pregnant. Shit with Bri and I were just over. I wasn't her boyfriend, I wasn't her old man, and I wouldn't ever be. She was a f*****g cling on if all she wanted to do was get revenge for what I did to her. Crazy to think it would work, but crazy enough to try it.