Authors: Alycia Taylor

Best Friend's Brother (8 page)

After a few minutes, he
dropped both of his hands to my waist and lifted his head up off the pillow. He
let his mouth find one of my breasts and he sucked it in between his lips, not
gently, and started licking my nipple hard with his tongue. His hands were
moving my hips up and down and now our movements were becoming more urgent. He
had to pull his mouth away from my nipples in order to breathe now and I could
see the veins bulging out on the side of his neck and down his forearms. There
was an audible slap now each time our bodies met and every part of his body
that I could feel was tensing up hard as a rock. I knew he was almost ready to
come. His face suddenly changed and there was no denying that what I saw there
was pure pleasure. His back arched up off the bed and he pushed himself into me
as hard and fast as he could over and over as I felt his cock pulsing inside of
me. His movements slowed down for a few seconds before he finally stopped and
collapsed completely into the bed, pulling me down into his chest. We lay like
that for a long time until I could get enough air to speak once more and I
said, “Wow.”

“Wow is right,” he said
in a breathless voice, “But I’m not done with you yet.”

I chuckled softly,
thinking he was kidding. I felt his arms slide down underneath me and he easily
pushed me up towards his face. His cock dropped out of me and I felt empty
without it. I suddenly found myself with my knees on either side of his face.
He grinned at me once more before grabbing both cheeks with his hands and
pushing me up so that my pussy was right over his mouth. His tongue shot out
and licked me again from one end to the other, only sitting in this position
allowed him to apply more pressure. It was intoxicating and my body was experiencing
things that I never knew was possible. His mouth found its way to my clit then
and he reached up and wrapped his hands around my breasts and gripped them
tightly as he sucked on it, licked it, and nibbled it with his teeth. I could
feel another orgasm coming on already and I began moving my hips back and forth
across his lips and pressing down into him harder. I cried out his name again
just before I came and I wondered how I never knew that sex could be this good.
Once I finished coming and I was able to move, I lowered myself back down,
sliding onto the bed next to him and rest my head on his chest. I ran my hand
over his sweat glistened, naked body until I found the condom. I used both
hands to peel it off for him and tossed it into the trash can next to the bed.
I felt it twitch when I touched it and I was tempted to touch it again, but I
was sure he needed to rest. He had his eyes closed and a smile playing at the
corners of his lips. I closed my eyes too and let my hand glide over his flat
abs and up across his hard chest and nipples. I could feel his chest moving up
and down and I could hear his breaths quickening as I touched him. Without
opening my eyes, I slid my hand back down and felt his cock. It was rock hard
again already and I closed my hand around it and began to stroke. He kissed me
and said, “Roll over on your belly.”

I didn’t hesitate to do
as he asked. Surprised at myself, I was ready to go again. I actually believed
at that moment that I could do this all night if he wanted to. I heard him
reach over and grab a new condom. After opening it and rolling it on, he tossed
the package off the bed and positioned
himself
behind
me. He pushed down slightly on my back so the top half of me was face down on
the pillow and my ass was in the air. I felt him rub up against me slightly and
I braced myself as he slid into me. His cock went into me hard and fast and in
this position, it felt deeper than the other way. His hands were on my hips and
he started moving…this time there was nothing slow about his motions as he
thrust in and out of me, hitting bottom each time. This was all new to me and I
was completely lost in the extreme pleasure of it. When he moved one of his
hands around and put his fingers on my clit I cried out again, “Oh my God! Ian,
oh God! What are you doing to me?” I felt his lips against my ear and his body
against my back as he said, “Taking you to heaven baby.”

That he was, no doubt.
Every time he plunged into me he would use his fingers to tweak my clit. He
wasn’t gentle about it, but I didn’t care. It felt so good I was lost in it. It
stirred up so many feelings inside of me that I didn’t know what to do with
them, I was crying out and it sounded like I was in pain, but it was exactly
the opposite. It was pure ecstasy. I had another incredibly hard orgasm. He
moved his fingers off my clit after I came, but he barely slowed down his
thrusts as he carried on pushing in and out of me. All of a sudden, catching me
completely by surprise, he pulled out of me, wrapped his strong arm around my
waist and flipped me over. He used one of his legs to push mine back apart and
thrust back into me. The whole process only took half a second and he barely
missed a stroke.

He had his arms on
either side of my head and I reached up and took hold of them, loving the feel
of his veins bulging against my palms. He continued his thrusting in and out of
me at one point stopping long enough to reach over and take my right hand and
move it down between us. He laid it on my mound and when I realized he wanted
me to touch myself; I was embarrassed for a few seconds. I’d never touched
myself in front of anyone before…but then I realized I hadn’t done most of this
with anyone before and I did what he wanted me to do. I was really surprised to
find out how much of a turn on it was to finger my own clit as he pounded his
cock in and out of my pussy. I was moving my hips up and down off the bed to
match his thrusts when I felt him tense and heard him grunt and felt his body
shake as he came again. He collapsed down on top of me, gently letting his body
slide to the side and we lay there like that for a really long time as we both
recovered, slowly.

“Wow,” he said. I
laughed, “That’s my line,” I told him. He propped himself up on his elbow and
looked at my face. Tracing my lips with his other hand he said, “Wow, I wish I
had more words but just…fucking…wow.” I smiled. I liked those words. He leaned
down and kissed me softly on the lips and then collapsed back onto the bed and
pulled me back into his chest.

After we lay there for
a while, I thought about my dad. I was kind of embarrassed, but I had to tell
Ian, “I should go; my dad’s going to be worried.” I didn’t want to leave, but I
wasn’t going to invite myself to stay over either. He had his eyes closed, but
he tightened his grip on me and held me tighter as he said, “Don’t go. Stay
with me, Alexa.”

I felt a flutter in my
stomach at the sound of that sentence. I was worried about what was happening
to me. I barely knew this guy really. It just seemed so different with him than
it would be with any other guy…because technically, I’d known him for years,
right? I finally found my voice again and said, “Okay…but I need to go get my
phone and text my dad. I’m sorry.”

He laughed and at first
I thought he was laughing at me. Then he kissed the top of my head and said,
“Don’t apologize for being a good daughter. I wouldn’t want him to worry about
you either.”

“I’ll be right back.” I
slid out of the bed and fished around on the floor until I found my panties. As
I started to slip them on Ian said, “You’ll just have to take those back off in
a while.” I laughed and continued to pull them on. I know it was stupid, but I
felt weird walking completely naked around his apartment.

“They come off easy…for
you,” I said. I pulled them up and went out into the living room. I found my
purse and pulled out my phone. I saw there was a text from Dad already. It just
said,
“You okay?”
That was only about
fifteen minutes ago, thank goodness. I text him back,
“I had a few beers with Ian. I’m going to sleep on his couch.”
I
was hoping he would think Ian was still at his parent’s house. My dad knew I
was grown-up, but we didn’t talk about it. A few seconds later I got a text
that said,
“Okay. Thank you for not
driving. I love you.”
I smiled and text back,
“You’re welcome. I love you too.”
I turned the ringer off then and
slid it back into my purse. Then I went into Ian’s kitchen and got myself a
glass of water. All of those orgasms had left me dehydrated. I drank it down
and went back into the bedroom. Ian was still lying on his back. He had one of
his arms across his chest and the other one over his head. He looked so sexy
and I shuddered just at the thought of what had just happened between us. I
wasn’t all that experienced with men. The truth be told, I could count my
sexual partners on half of one hand….The first one had been in a car with a guy
who was no expert himself. The second guy I dated for a year and I thought that
was good sex. That, compared to what I’d had with Ian was the difference
between the Good Will store and Macy’s.

“What are you doing?”
he said, with his eyes still closed.

“Looking at you,” I
said.

“Stop it. Come back
over here. I’m cold.” I went back over to the bed and lay down next to him. He
slid a hand down and touched the waist band of my panties.
“Really?”
I laughed and said, “I didn’t think you’d be ready again so soon.”

He opened one eye then
and with a grin he said, “You never know about me. I could be ready in the next
minute or two…probably not likely…but you never know. You better leave them off
just in case. We don’t want to waste any time.”

I giggled again and
pulled them off. I snuggled up to him and he reached for the comforter and
pulled it across us. We lay there again for a long time. I thought he was asleep
when suddenly he said, “Damn, I
gotta
pee.” I laughed
and said, “Thanks for sharing that.”

He grinned and kissed
me. “You’re welcome. Don’t go anywhere, I’ll be right back.” I watched his
cute, naked butt climb out of the bed and disappear into the bathroom. I closed
my eyes again. I was exhausted and for the first time in over a week I felt
happy. I heard the water in the bathroom running and then I heard a phone buzz.
I knew it wasn’t mine; I’d left it in the living room. I opened my eyes and I
saw his phone, lit up with a message. I knew I should leave it where it was and
just tell him when he got back. I looked at the clock…it was after two a.m.
What if it was an emergency? That was how I justified it anyways. I reached
over and picked it up. There was a picture of a blonde woman who was probably
in her early twenties. She was wearing a slinky bra that looked like it could
barely contain her giant boobs and a thong. She was sitting in a chair with her
legs spread open and her lips were puckered in a kiss. What the fuck? The name
above the picture said, “Ashley.” I pressed on the message and the first thing
I saw was a heart. The text said,
“I love
you.
Can’t wait to see you tomorrow night.”

What the hell? She
loves him? This son of a bitch has a girlfriend? How fucking dare he take
advantage of me when he knew how vulnerable I was over his little sister? Oh my
God! That’s disgusting. I suddenly felt like I had a weight on top of my chest
and I was about to be sick. I started to sit up out of the bed just as he came
back into the room and said, “Where are you going?”

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