A Crush on Her Best Friend's Brother: Complete Box Set (3 page)

“You got a
hot date?” Karen asked.

“Just going
out with a few of the guys,” he answered.

“That
sounds good,” Rachel said. “Maybe we should go find us
some hot guys, Karen.”

They pushed past
him and disappeared into the house. When they got to Karen's room,
they both fell onto the bed.

“Do you
really feel like going out?” Karen asked.

“No, do
you?” Rachel answered.

Karen shook her
head no. They turned on a movie and relaxed back against some
pillows. All of the plans they had made for when they went home never
happened.

Rachel felt her
phone vibrate and looked at the screen. She saw Brad's name and
hurried off to the bathroom to check the message.

Brad: Where are
you?

Rachel: Why?
Where are you?

Brad: I went to a
friend's house. We're playing cards. This is boring. Did you go out?

Rachel: Maybe.

Brad: Don't fuck
with me. I want to know that you two are okay.

Rachel: We're
good, dad. Thanks for looking out for us.

Brad: You piss me
off.

Rachel: Good. My
mouths full at the moment. I've got to go.

Brad: Not funny.

Rachel: Bye, dad.

She put her phone
in her pocket and went back to the bedroom. Karen was laughing when
Rachel walked back into the room.

“What's so
funny?” Rachel asked.

“My
brother,” Karen answered. “He just text me that we better
be at home.”

“What did
you tell him?” Rachel asked.

“I told him
we were,” she answered. “I have no idea what's up with
him.”

Rachel sat back
down so they could watch the rest of the movie. She remembered them
turning it back on, but that was it. When she opened her eyes, the
room was dark. She looked at her phone and noticed it was midnight.
Karen must have turned off the lights. She was asleep next to her.
Rachel slowly got up. She didn't want to wake her friend and wanted
to get home. As she crept down the stairs to leave, she saw a light
on in the living room. Quietly, she bent down to put her shoes on
when she felt arms wrap around her waist. She gasped as she jumped up
and hit her back against his chest. He turned her in his arms and
pulled her into the living room.

“Was that
shit supposed to be funny earlier?” he asked.

She looked into
his sexy blue eyes. He was looking back at her with an emotion she
wasn't familiar with. She felt her panties dampen just from that
look. Rachel sucked in a deep breath.

“Do that
shit to me again, and I'll give you something to fill your mouth,”
he snapped. “I came straight home.”

His hands were
around her waist, and she could feel the warmth coming from him. She
pushed against his chest to free herself, but he wouldn't let her. He
continued staring into her eyes, and she couldn't help herself. The
look in his eyes as they darkened was so sexy. She reached up,
grabbed the back of his head, and pulled his mouth down to hers. He
worked her mouth and shoved his tongue between her lips as she opened
them for him. Their tongues each fought for control. She ran her
hands through his hair and pulled him as close as she could. He
sucked her bottom lip as she moaned. Her ass was in his hand as he
pulled her against him. She could feel the outline of his cock
through his jeans.

Without thinking,
her hand went to the front of his pants, as she grabbed him and he
growled into her mouth.

“You're so
hard,” she whispered.

She wanted him so
bad. Her hands tore at the front of his jeans to open them. Once she
got them down enough, his cock sprang free from his boxers and she
gasped. He was large. She had never been that close to any man's cock
before. Were they all that large, she wondered? It didn't matter. She
was tired of waiting for Mr. Right to come along. He had been her
first crush and first kiss. Why not let him be her first in that as
well? He had experience. Why not have her first time be with a man
she had known for so long? If anyone was going to be good at taking
her virginity, it would be him for sure. She knew what she wanted, as
she pushed him back onto the couch and dropped to her knees.

Rachel looked up
and could see in his eyes that he wanted it as much as she did. She
wanted to feel him in her mouth. How good would he taste, she
wondered? There was a nervous feeling in her stomach. Would she do it
right? Would he make fun or her later? It didn't matter. She was
going back to school the next day. It would be easy to avoid him for
at least a month. After that, she would have a few more months away
from him.

When she wrapped
her hand around his shaft, he was rock hard. She couldn't believe how
smooth his skin felt over the rod that was beneath it. There was a
drip of liquid on his tip. She leaned down and licked across the
wetness. Her tongue swirled around the tip of his head before sliding
all the way down his shaft. His veins and smooth skin felt so good on
her tongue. She loved the taste of salt mixed with Brad. He moaned as
her tongue licked all the way back to his tip. She stroked his long,
thick shaft as she licked him. Her other hand cupped his warm balls.
She felt herself getting wet between her thighs. How good would it
feel to have him inside of her, she wondered?

Rachel covered
the tip of him with her mouth and slowly slid down inch by inch. He
growled and she felt it vibrate through his entire body. It was so
sexy. She took him all the way in until he touched the back of her
throat. His hand wrapped in her hair as he pulled and pushed her up
and down. She sucked him hard as she took him deeper. He was even
harder than before. He reached down and pulled her up by her arms.

“Your mouth
feels amazing wrapped around my dick, but I want you up here,”
he said.

She straddled his
lap on the couch and kissed him. It felt so good to be close to him.
It was better than any of her dreams. He lifted her shirt and ran his
fingers up her stomach and around to unsnap her bra. He took her
nipple into his mouth and sucked it hard. She arched her back, as she
shifted toward his mouth. He held her breast in his hand as he moved
over to her other nipple. When she looked down at him with his mouth
wrapped around her pointed peak, she knew she had to feel him inside
of her.

“I want
you, Brad,” she said as she watched him.

His hard cock
was pushing against her jeans. She ground down against him. Quickly,
he flipped her back onto the couch. She let out a giggle as she
looked up at him.

“You have
to be quiet,” he whispered.

She pulled his
head lower so she could kiss him. He reached down and undid her
jeans. She moaned as his hand went beneath her panties and cupped her
mound. His fingers slid down her wet folds. He entered her pussy with
one finger.

“Fuck,
Rachel,” he said. “You're so tight and so damn wet for
me.”

He slid another
finger in as he kissed her. She moaned into his mouth and pushed her
hips against him.

“I want to
feel you inside of me, Brad,” she said.

“Are you
sure,” he moaned into her ear.

“I've never
been this sure in my life.”

She looked into
his eyes, as he pulled her jeans and panties down her legs.

“You're so
fucking perfect. I want to taste you. We need to be quick tonight.
Next time, I'm taking my time with you. I'm going to taste and feel
every inch of your body.”

She was nervous,
but she didn't want to stop. He was the one she wanted inside of her
for the first time. With his tip against her entrance, he looked into
her eyes. How would she be able to forget her feelings for him, she
wondered? In one deep thrust, he entered her wet pussy as he kissed
her. She cried out into his mouth and he stopped. He pulled his head
back and looked into her eyes again.

“You're a
virgin?” he asked.

She nodded her
head.

“Why didn't
you tell me?” he asked. “Shit.”

She grabbed the
sides of his face and pulled him to her.

“Don't
stop,” she said. “Please, keep going.”

She covered his
mouth with hers and wrapped her legs around him to pull him into her
again. They needed to hurry. She didn't want them to get caught. It
would be devastating if his parents or sister came downstairs. He
plunged into her hard and deep and her back arched against him. She
couldn't believe how amazing it felt once the initial pain went away.
It was unbelievable. He continued to fuck her as he leaned down and
took her nipple between his teeth. It took all she had not to cry
out. She pulled his t-shirt over his head and ran her hands up and
down his muscular chest. It would have been even better if the room
were brighter. She could see the muscles in his neck flex and relax
as he pumped into her. She knew she would want to be with him again.
How could she ever forget what it felt like to have him inside of
her? It would be amazing to be with him and not have to hold back.
The fear of getting caught was so real for her. It felt almost like
it turned her on even more. She wanted to experience more with Brad,
so much more. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him
closer. He thrust into her deep, as she bit down on his neck to stop
herself from crying out. He growled as her teeth sunk into him. His
hand slid down and his fingers circled her clit as he fucked her
hard. She couldn't take it and bit down hard as her pussy tightened
around his cock. She came harder than she ever had by herself. He
held her hips and continued to fuck her even harder. His cock hit
places she didn't know even existed. He pulled her closer to the edge
of the couch, pushed her knees back against her, and fucked her hard
and fast. She loved the way he threw his head back and closed his
eyes as he came. The way his cock released over and over was so
fucking sexy. She knew she wanted to be with him again.

He let his body
down on top of hers. She could feel his hard abs against her and
wanted to lick every bit of his body. When they both caught their
breath, he pushed himself up and stood up. Brad pulled his t-shirt
over his head, pulled up his pants, and walked to the bathroom.
Rachel wasn't sure what to do. Should she leaved or wait for him to
come back. She hurried to pull her panties and pants up, redid her
bra, and fixed her shirt. She was just reaching for the door when he
walked up behind her.

“Where are
you going?” he asked, as he reached around her to stop her.

“Home,”
Rachel said.

“Why?”
he asked.

“I don't
know,” she answered.

He was behind her
with his mouth by her ear.

“Why didn't
you tell me?” he asked.

“What was I
supposed to say?” she asked.

“I don't
know,” he answered.

“Would you
have changed your mind?” she asked.

He didn't say
anything. She pulled her hand away from his and opened the front
door. He followed her out onto the porch. She walked quickly away
from him. He called after her, but she kept moving.

When she got home
and into her bed, she heard her phone chime.

Brad: Talk to me.

Rachel: Would you
have changed your mind if you knew?

Brad: I feel bad.
I wouldn't have done it on a couch at my parents' house. It should
have been more than that.

Rachel: Do you
regret it?

Brad: Not at all.

Rachel: I have to
be up early. Goodnight!

Brad: I'll see
you tomorrow. Goodnight!

Rachel closed her
eyes and drifted off to sleep.

When she woke up
in the morning, she had to get out of there. Rachel was in shock when
she realized they hadn't used protection the night before. Oh shit,
she thought. That could never happen again. She had to get as far
away as she could. Her mom was at work, so she wouldn't see her
before her flight anyway. There was no reason to stick around the
house. How could she face Brad? How could she see Karen knowing that
she had been with her brother? What was she going to do? She knew her
flight wasn't for hours, but she couldn't wait to get out of there.
There was no way she could see him. They were both leaving to go back
to school, and she didn't want him to know how she really felt. Her
mom barely even bothered with her since she had gotten home. The only
person to spend time with was Karen. She couldn't do it. There was no
way she was going across the street. If she went to the airport, she
could read while she waited for her flight.

Rachel
had never been happier to see a cab in her life. She hurried down the
driveway, threw her bags into the car, and didn't look back. It was
easy to think of Brad as an arrogant ass. She had been doing it for
years. The guy she cared about was gone, and a cocky, snotty guy had
taken his place. She hadn't seen him in two years and had been just
fine with it. It was so much easier to think of him being a jerk.
That way she didn't have to like him. Why had he been home? Why did
she have to see him? Why didn't he seem like that same jerk anymore?
How could she have let herself have sex with him? Each minute that
past, she felt more and more of her old feelings coming back for him.
She would be fine once she was back at school. That was her only
choice.

Rachel went through
security at the airport and found her gate. It would be hours before
her flight would leave. Being the only one waiting at the gate was
nice. It was as quiet as she was going to find. She put her stuff on
an empty chair and sat down. Her head went back against the seat, and
she closed her eyes. Just as she felt herself starting to fall
asleep, her phone buzzed. She shook her head as she saw Brad's name
on the screen. When she closed her eyes without reading his text, the
phone buzzed again. Rachel let out a sigh as she opened the messages.