Candy Apple Red-Book Two

Chapter 17 - Safe Phrase

Brie's POV

"Where are you going dressed like that?" Stacy asks while standing behind me as I gaze at myself in the mirror.

I blot my candy apple red lips before answering, " I have a date." I respond as I run my fingers through my hair. 

"Sounds fun. Who's the lucky guy?" she asks. 

I spin around and lean against the vanity, facing her, " He's in my accounting class. I asked him for a pencil, and he asked me out on a date. I figured, what the heck, he's gorgeous." 

She clears her throat, "Well, what's his name? Don't leave me hanging?"

I snicker, "His name is Patrick Abernathy." 

She raises her brow, "Well, I personally think it will be good for you; maybe you will call his name out in your sleep instead of Seth." 

A look of shock crosses my face, and I gasp, "What? I call his name out in my sleep?"

"Confession time... I have heard you call out Seth's name in your sleep since you got here. You never mentioned him to me, but I figured you would when you were ready. Maybe this guy can help you get over whatever happened between you and Seth." 

I reach down and fidget with my gold chain, "A girl can only hope." I quietly mumble. 

She crosses her arms in front of her chest, "So, where are you going?" she asks. 

"He's taking me out to some Italian restaurant on Market Square." 

She smiles, "Well, tell me all about it when you get home. If you need me to come to get you, just call me. We need a safe phrase, so if the date sucks and you want me to come to get you, just say the phrase, and I'll know."

I place my finger over my chin, "Hmm... how about you call me and ask, what color is your lip gloss, and if it's going good, I'll say candy apple red. If it sucks, then I'll say apple pie. That way, he will have no clue that we are talking about him." 

"Whatever you say," she responds as she fishes through my makeup and brushes her lips with my candy apple red lip gloss, "Oh wow, this is a pretty color," she says as she admires herself in the mirror, blotting and puckering her lips. 

"Girl, it's my signature color. I love it. You look great in it too." 

She runs her fingers through my hair, "Girl, I look great in everything." She says sarcastically. 

I nod my head and chuckle aloud. I quickly glance down to check the time on my phone and realize it's getting close to when he will pick me up, "Oh s**t. I need to hurry. He's supposed to pick me up at 7:00 pm, and it's 6:55 pm." 

"Have fun," she says as she climbs onto her bed and opens her book up to the page she left off. 

"Are you going out tonight?" I ask as I throw on my blue jean jacket over my floral sundress. 

She shakes her head from side to side," Nah... I'm a homebody. I'd much rather stay home, chill,  and read a good book." 

I snicker, "Well, okay. Love you, roomie." I tell her as I grab my purse and keys and walk out the door. 

"Love you too, roomie," she calls out as I exit. 

I walk down the hallway and out the doors where Patrick waits for me in his Honda Accord out front. He smiles as I approach the car," Hey beautiful." he says as he scans the length of my body. 

"Hey Patrick," I say shyly as I walk over and climb inside the car before he takes off down the road. 

We arrive at the Italian Restaurant a few moments later. I can't help but admire how sexy Patrick is while peeking over the menu.  He's over six feet tall with dark brown hair, blue eyes, and a muscular physique that would make any woman melt with desire. He smiles as he notices me gawking at him. f**k, even his teeth are perfectly straight and bright white. His dimples are adorable! I can feel the blood rushing to my cheeks, so I instantly hide my face behind the menu, hoping to avoid eye contact. I haven't felt this way since I was with Seth. It sure feels good to get back into the swing of things again. 

The evening was very enjoyable. He was a perfect gentleman, and I could tell that he was interested in me since he asked if I would like to go to the gym with him sometime and workout. I hadn't worked out since high school. I sure could use some working out in more ways than one. 

After we finish our dinner, and he pays the bill, my cell phone rings. I glance down at the caller ID before answering to discover it's Stacy, "Will you excuse me? It's my roommate; I'll be only a minute."

He nods, "Yeah, sure, no problem. I'm gonna hit the head." he says as he excuses himself from the table. 

I press the button and put the phone up to my ear, "Hello," I answer.

She clears her throat, "So, what flavor lip gloss are you wearing?" she asks.

"Um... candy apple red, and don't wait up." 

She lets out a low pitched gasp, "Ahh, you hoe! I love you, and be careful. Use a rubber, please. I am not old enough to be an auntie yet." 

"Oh, my God! Stop it! I love you, and I'm always careful, bye." 

I disconnect the call and wait for Patrick to return. 

He leads me outside to his vehicle, and as we climb in, he looks over at me with those sparkling blue eyes, "You wanna go back to my place? I live in an apartment across town. It's cheaper than staying in the dorms." 

I shrug my shoulders, "Sure, I'd love to see your place." I tell him. 

He flashes a sexy grin showing off his pearly whites before starting the car and driving back towards his place. 

We arrive a few moments later; we get out of the car, and he leads me inside the front door. Once he opens the door and flips the lights on, I carefully scan the room. It's a nice little bachelor pad with sports memorabilia everywhere, "You want a drink?" he asks.

"No, I'm good, thank you," I tell him. 

I walk over to the sofa to sit down. He hangs up the key on the hook and plops down next to me, flipping the television on, I believe, for some background noise. 

He shifts himself on the sofa to face me, "Listen, Brie, I have to tell you something." 

I cross my legs to calm the storm arising between them, "Okay, what's up?" I ask curiously. 

"I have the biggest crush on you. I have since the first time I saw you on campus. Would you be interested in dating me?" he asks bluntly.

I smile at him, "Well yeah! Of course, I would." I respond. 

He scratches his chin and blushes a bit, "Can I kiss you?"

I nod my head, flashing him a shy smile as he closes the gap between us, leaning in and pressing his lips to mine. He reaches up to lace his fingers through my hair while inserting his tongue into my mouth. Without hesitation, I stick my tongue out to meet his as he directs me to lay down on the sofa, "Tell me if you want me to stop." he whispers as he hovers above me. 

I nod my head and pull him down to me, inserting my tongue into his mouth. He leaves a trail of kisses down my neck and my chest before lifting my dress to kiss my stomach and the area just above my panties. He gazes up at me as he hooks his thumbs around the sides of my panties. Oh, nice! I know what this means! I lift my ass slightly off the sofa as he pulls them off. It's moving fast, but what the hell! I need to experience s*x with someone else so I can keep my mind off Seth. He inserts a finger into my hot wet core and massages the inner walls of my p***y. I writhe in pleasure beneath him as he leans in to plant a gentle kiss on my lips, "You are so wet," he whispers. 

"I know. Do you have a condom?" I ask. 

He sits on his knee, looking around the room before wiping the sides of his mouth, "Yeah, be right back." He says as he darts for his room and returns a few seconds later with a condom in his hand. 

I want this so much; why do I feel like this is so wrong? He unbuckles his belt and pulls his pants and boxers down before unwrapping the condom and sliding it over his erect c**k. 

I know this isn't nice, but he's not even in the same ballpark as Seth. He has a great body, and he's gorgeous, but so is Seth. His p***s is probably half of the size erect, but I can't compare every man to Seth. Maybe he's really good in the sack. He positions himself between my legs and runs his d**k along my slit, getting it slick with my arousal before entering me. 

It's really awkward having s*x on the sofa like this. I have my legs thrown over his shoulders in hopes that it would help me to feel him. I can feel him thrusting into me, but it's just not the same. f**k! I need to close my eyes so I can imagine it's Seth. It's so hard because I know how good Seth feels when he enters me. He just knows how to please me. I pretend to moan, so Patrick doesn't feel bad, "Oh, Ahh... Patrick. You feel so good." I whisper. 

He thrusts into me a few more seconds, "s**t! I'm cumming!" He cries out. I lay there and gaze up at him. Wow, this was like thirty seconds of f*****g, and he's already cumming?

Before I realize what's happening, he approaches his c****x. I move my legs and wrap them around his waist. f**k! Patrick! Don't tell me that is all you got! He collapses on top of me, panting. I lay there in disbelief for a moment as he recoups. As his body relaxes, he leans up to kiss me before rolling off the sofa and disposing of the condom in the garbage. I sit up and collect my panties off the floor; feeling very unsatisfied, I pull them on and sit on the edge of the sofa, waiting for him to return. He struts to the sofa and plops back down, wrapping his arm around my shoulders, "That was incredible. You are such a hottie." he says. 

I smile and lean my head against his chest. Well, maybe if we continue dating, I can teach him a few things. That wasn't exactly fun for me, but I think he has potential. He's f*****g gorgeous and so sweet; he has his own place. I will give it a shot; that's all I can do. 

After cuddling for a while, he takes me back to the dorm and drops me off. I walk in and open the door to find Stacy is passed out on her bed. I quietly strip my clothes off and slip on my gown before climbing into bed. Well, it looks like this girl is going to be dreaming about Seth for a little while longer.  I close my eyes so I can pass the f**k out.