Author's Note: This is a continuation of the story I began between Brandy and Steven. If you haven't read the first installment, you might check it out: Brandy's Ride Home. I'm hoping that this story can stand on its own, even if you haven't. Keep reading! {muah!}
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Steven and Brandy had made a habit of getting together when Steven's job driving wasn't taking him out of town. Some of his things had found their way permanently to Brandy's apartment and it almost began to feel like a home away from home to the truck driver. There were times that he was just busy working around the metroplex and didn't have to go out of town. That was when they had more time together and Brandy was settling more and more into the whole idea of having a steady boyfriend.
That's what it was, in fact, starting to become. And no one was complaining.
After one particularly long day, Steven walked in the door, tired and worn out. Brandy could see it etched across his forehead and in the droop of his eyes as she watched him fall back on the bed, sighing out.
"Long day?" Brandy asked with a soft smile, following him into the bedroom.
"Yeah, work and all," he commented, closing his eyes for a moment. "But its okay now, I'm home."
Brandy couldn't help but smile, hearing his words, and moved to sit beside him on the bed. She lightly trailed her fingers over his arm soothingly as she commented, "Home, huh? Getting used to staying here with me, I see."
Steven grinned as he felt her long nails trail along his skin, goose bumps popping up along the path. He opened his eyes to look up the beautiful girl that he was quickly falling for. There was no way that he could tell her that, though; at least, not yet. "Yeah, well ... maybe," he said with a grin.
Smiling tenderly down at him, Brandy's long blonde hair fell over one shoulder some as he lay on what was quickly becoming "their bed". "Just maybe?" she teased.
"Well, I mean ... I don't wanna barge in," he teased back with a smile and moved his arms to fold behind his head.
Brandy laughed softly, stretching out beside him to lay her cheek on one of his folded arms. Moving her hand down his chest to his belly, she said with a laugh, "Well ... that's what I get for inviting you up for a drink, huh?"
Steven laughed, a slight blush rising in his cheeks as he thought about what their relationship had become. "Well, I mean ... I don't wanna be a burden."
Smiling tenderly, she moved to place a soft kiss on his lips. "Oh yeah, a burden," she teased. "That's exactly what you are."
Steven kissed her back softly, closing his eyes half way as he relaxed completely on the bed, relaxing beneath her soft touch. "I'm sorry, he murmured.
Lying next to him, Brandy snuggled up close as her arm wrapped around his waist. She just enjoyed being close to him. "Don't be," she whispered. "I'm not."
Turning his head a bit, his lips found her forehead in a soft kiss as he replied gently, "Well, I'm glad."
Brandy smiled, her blue eyes looking at his handsome face as she whispered softly, "Me too."
Steven was fading fast as he lay on the couch. Brandy could see it even before he said in a bare whisper, "I could fall asleep right here."
"Then go to sleep, baby," she replied gently as her fingers lightly rubbed his stomach muscles, relaxing herself right next to him. When she didn't get a response, her head lifted some to look in his face for a moment. She smiled, realizing that he was already ahead of her, his chest moving with each deep breath. She just lay there for a moment, thinking back over the short time they had had together but how it felt like they had been doing this for years.
Steven shifted a bit as he turned on his side, his arm snaking around her tiny waist as his head leaned against hers, breathing deeply through his nose. Brandy couldn't help but smile, their faces so close as she watched him sleep. Funny how she felt so secure in his arms, her fingers lifting to gently touch his face and in that moment, she wondered how she had gotten so lucky that fateful night that he had pulled over to give her a ride home.
She could feel his hand rub down her back gently and his fingers move naturally against her as he let out a low grunt. Brandy tried really hard not to giggle at that and then realized that he had her trapped in a round-a-bout way. She smiled, relaxing as her own eyes closed, thinking there really was no better place to fall asleep than in his arms.
Steven inhaled deeply, Brandy's sweet perfume permeating his senses as he slowly opened his eyes to smile at the girl in his arms. "You smell good," he replied, startling her some.
Opening her eyes as she heard his voice, she smiled softly as they lay face to face. "Thanks," she said in a soft voice.
Kissing her forehead softly, his hand rubbed her back gently as his head rest against hers. Brandy's fingers gently followed suite, caressing his back as their foreheads rested against one another and closed her eyes, lying quietly in his arms. She could feel his hand slide up her back to delve into her long hair.
A small smile appeared on Brandy's lips even as her eyes remained closed. Her own fingers seemed to mirror his as they moved to toy with the back of his hair at the nape of his neck. That simple movement brought forth a soft moan from Steven. She had found his 'sweet spot' and she opened her eyes with a smile, as his leg twitched a bit. Her fingers gently caressed the back of his neck, wanting to hear him moan again.
"You ... don't ... understand ... how good ... that feels," he mumbled, scrunching up his neck a bit.
Brandy simply smiled, feeling his lower body start to react some as her fingers slid gently over the nape of his neck and into his hair. Lingering just at the edge of his hairline, she teasingly replied, "Well, why don't you tell me just how good it feels?"
Steven squirmed a bit, his hands locking at the back of her head. "I ... I can't put ... it into words," he moaned.
