Best Friend's Brother #5 (Best Friend's Brother Romance Series - Book #5) (7 page)

I was nervous and excited at the same time. He
leaned against the door and pulled me into him. His hands caressed my back and
he ran his fingers through my hair and then let his hands brush down across my
shoulders and arms, giving me goosebumps. He put his lips back on my neck and
kissed and nibbled on it. I shivered and he pulled his head up and looked at me
with those beautiful eyes of his.

“You like that baby?” I nodded. I couldn’t speak. My
mouth was dry. My panties were soaked. I guess that’s where all the moisture
had gone. I nodded. I could feel him getting hard as he pressed up against me.
He put his face in my hair and inhaled. “You smell so good.” Then he looked at
my face again and said, “You’re so pretty, Alexa.” He let his hands rest on my
waist as he kissed my lips then. First, he only kissed the bottom one. It was
hot, and I moaned. He pulled me in even tighter and covered my mouth with his.
He let his tongue slide in between my lips and began probing my mouth with it.
I sucked on it and he moaned. His hands moved around behind me and squeezed my
ass. I sighed and he grinned against my mouth and said, “Perfect, gorgeous,
mmmm
….” He moved around front and unbuttoned my jeans. I
felt him begin sliding them down, running his hot hands against my skin as he
did. It didn’t matter how often he touched me. Each time he did, I felt like I
was on fire.

He slid my jeans down slowly to my ankles and I
stepped out of them, then he stood up and reached for my shirt. I put my hands
up and let him pull it
off
. I was standing in a public
restaurant in my bra and panties. I was shocked and so turned on I could hardly
stand it.

He kissed me again and let his fingers touch the wet
spot in my panties. I jerked and gasped as he slid a finger underneath the
elastic and I felt his flesh against mine. I spread my legs, almost
subconsciously. I wanted him to touch me and he didn’t disappoint. He let his
finger probe between my wet lip, stroking my clit and making me shudder.

“Oh Ian…”

“Good baby?”

“So good,” I breathed out. “I love the way you touch
me.”

“
Mmm
, I love touching
you.” He pulled his hand out and I gasped again at the sudden cold feeling that
washed over me. He moved forward, walking me backwards over to the sink and
then he spun me around and placed my hands on it. He grabbed the waistband of
my panties and slid them down. I kicked them off as I felt him unhooking my
bra. I was facing the mirror now and I saw his hands slide around and cup my
breasts. It was so erotic. I’d never watched it like this before.

I felt him unbuttoning his jeans and sliding them
halfway down and then I felt the head of his cock probing against me. He was
rock hard and there was moisture at the tip. I thought he was going to slide it
in and I was ready. He surprised me by sliding down so that he was on his
knees. He pulled me back against his face and suddenly his tongue was probing
inside of my pussy. I let out a long moan…probably too loud. Thank God for the
loud music out there. He kissed and licked and nibbled. Then just when I
thought all of that was going to make me cum…he sucked my clit into his mouth
and held it between his teeth.

“Ian!
Oh God!”
He sucked on
it for a minute and then stood up. Moving his hand around front, he slid two of
his fingers into my wet pussy. I was ready to come and he could feel it. He
began moving them in and out of me while I bucked and thrust my hips back
against him. While he did that, he took one of my breasts in his other hand and
played with my nipple. His mouth was on my neck again…I felt like I was in
heaven. It only took seconds before my head was exploding with an orgasm that
tore through my body like a hurricane, leaving no survivors in its wake. I was
moaning and crying out his name and he just kept doing what he was doing until
I finished coming and shuddered violently back against him, gasping for breath.
He took his hand out then and immediately replaced his fingers with his
throbbing cock.

“Hey! Are you okay in there?” There was a knock at
the door and my eyes went wide. Ian grinned and yelled back, “Yeah, I’m fine.
Be out in a few.” As he was talking, he was sliding his cock into me. The
danger of getting caught…instead of discouraging me, seemed to increase my
level of excitement. Or maybe it was just that he felt so damned good inside of
me. I arched my back and pushed against him until he was all the way in. Then
he held onto my hips and knowing we didn’t have much time left, he began to
pound into me.

I gripped the sink tight, every so often opening my
eyes to look at his face in the mirror. Most of the time he had his eyes
closed, but he looked so sexy when he was about to come. I loved watching him.
“Oh baby, God Alexa…you’re so good, baby. You feel so fucking good!”

“
Mmm
, you feel good Ian.
God I love the way you feel inside of me.” I could tell by his grunts that
me
talking to him was turning him on more. “Yeah baby, just
like that. It feels so good.” He groaned loudly and reached around with his
right hand and let his fingers find my clit. My words were an incoherent jumble
after that. He drove into me hard from behind and rubbed and pinched and
twisted my clit as he did. There was zero chance that I wasn’t coming again.
“Oh yes, Ian! Yes baby! I’m coming again!
Oh God!”
He
sped up and as I came I could feel his muscles begin to tense. His cock swelled
inside of me just before he came and he cried out. He worked it in and out a
few more times before pulling out. He turned me around and kissed me deeply
again. Dear God, I’d just had sex in a public bathroom…and I had loved it.

CHAPTER
TWELVE

IAN

I couldn’t believe how protective I felt when Jeff
put his hands on Alexa. I wanted to rip his head off and announce to everyone
else in the room that I’d do the same to them if they touched her. I’d always
been protective of Emma, but she was my sister, so that was different. The
thought of Jeff touching Alexa had sent a shocking surge of rage through me. If
we hadn’t been in a public place and Alexa hadn’t been there to make me realize
it was a bad idea…I may not have stopped with one punch. I wasn’t the jealous
type, or the possessive type. But the thought of anyone experiencing what I did
with Alexa when we were alone, was enough to drive me crazy.

I was shocked too when she agreed to go into the
bathroom. She doesn’t always say it, but I can tell that a lot of the things we
do sexually are new to her. I started having sex way too young. I’d had sex
with a lot of women and in a lot of places and positions. None of it even came
close to comparing to what I felt like when Alexa and I were together.
Before it had always just been sex.
I’d been much more
worried about my own pleasure than
theirs
. With Alexa,
seeing the pleasure on her face is like an aphrodisiac.

We danced a couple more times after our little tryst
in the bathroom before I asked her if she was ready to go. It had been a really
long day and I was beginning to feel it.

“I’m ready when you are,” she said. We told everyone
goodnight. It was nice to see that other than Jeff who I really couldn’t stand
anyways,
Alexa seemed to be hitting it off with my friends
this time. We drove by the stadium to pick up her car and when she got out she
said, “Thanks, it was fun.”

I was suddenly confused and I felt like this awful
weight was crushing down on my chest. Did I do something again? Had I been
wrong to assume she was coming home with me? She must have seen the look on my
face because suddenly she laughed and said, “Aw, I’m sorry. I was only kidding.
I still have to finish giving you your reward for winning tonight. The bathroom
was only a prequel, you said.”

“You’re gonna get it for that,” I told her. She
stood up and did a sexy little flip of her hair over her shoulder and said, “I
can’t wait.”

I followed her to the apartment and when we got
inside we both collapsed onto the couch. We lay there for a while with
me sitting up and her head
in my lap. She had her eyes
closed and I was tracing her pretty features with my fingers and running my
hand through her silky hair. I wouldn’t have minded just sitting there like
that all night looking at her. My neck was getting stiff though and my
shoulders
like
they do sometimes after a particularly
brutal fight. My right shoulder ached a lot. I think it may have had something
with that last punch I threw…the one that took Jeff down. I switched hands and
used my left one to pet her hair while I reached up and rubbed the back of my
neck with my right. After a few minutes, Alexa opened her eyes and said, “Are
you
sore
?”

“Just a little stiff.”

“Here,” she said, sitting up, “Let me do that.” I
turned my back towards her and she started massaging my neck and shoulders. It
felt really good and I had my head leaned forward and my eyes closed, moaning
softly. “I’m not the best masseuse,” she said.

“You’re doing just fine,” I told her.

“You’re really tight. Does it help you to take a
warm shower?”

“Yeah, sometimes.
When it gets bad I usually go down and jump in the pool for a while. It’s
heated, so that usually helps.” She stopped rubbing me and sat back.

“You have a pool downstairs and this is the first
I’m hearing about it.”

I grinned. “You like to swim?”

“I love to swim,” she said. “Your sister and I were
water polo champs in high school two years running. Were you not paying any
attention at all?”

I put my hands on her waist and kissed her neck.
“Now that I know what I was missing, I sure wish I would have been.”

“Let’s go take a swim,” she said. I looked at her
face, wondering if she was kidding. It was like one a.m. and although it had
been warm all day, it couldn’t be over fifty out there now.

“Are you serious?”

“You said it’s heated, right?”

I laughed. “The water is, but not the air.”

“Then we’ll stay under water,” she said with a grin.

“Did you bring a suit?”

“No…I’ll wear your boxers.”

I laughed. “They’re fine for around the house, but
as soon as they get wet they’ll fall right off of you.”

“And that would be bad?” she asked with a
coy
little smile. I grinned. What the hell was I doing
trying to talk her out of
this.

“Okay then, let’s change.” I went and got her a pair
of boxers and a t-shirt and she took the in the bathroom to change. I just
shook my head. She was such a contradiction sometimes. One minute she was a
vixen, reveling in sex in a public bathroom and the next minute she was acting
like
I’d never seen her naked before.

“I’m ready,” she said, coming out in my ridiculously
oversized clothes. She was holding two big towels and I
thought
at least the towel would cover her if the shorts didn’t hold up
. I led
her down the back stairs to where the pool was. I had a key to the gate, but
technically we weren’t supposed to be in it after ten at night. I did it a lot
during the summer though. As long as you were quiet, no one had to know. It was
nice and deserted after ten.

The night air was cold and the closer we got to the
water, the more I thought about chickening out. The water would feel great, but
the second we stepped out it would be freezing. I was standing with one foot in
and one out, trying to decide if I really wanted to do this when I felt Alexa’s
hands on my side. Before I realized what she was up to, I was in the water. I
came up sputtering to find her still standing on the side, laughing.

“You little punk!”
I climbed out after her and she ran. I almost had her and she jumped into the pool.
I jumped in after her. She took off swimming and as I chased her, I realized
that the boxers I’d given her to wear were floating on top of the water. I
stopped and picked them up. “Well, this is interesting.”

She giggled and stuck her tongue out at me. It’s
like strip poker. What do I have to do to get another piece?” I tossed the
boxers aside and started towards her. She squealed when I got close and took
off. As I swam after her I said, “If I catch you before you get to the side,
you have to give me another piece of clothing.”

She splashed at me and took off. “Okay,” she said
over shoulder, but if I touch the side before you catch me, I get a piece of
yours.”

“Deal!
I said, taking off after her. She was fast. She beat me to the end and when she
had a hold of the side she said, “Okay Mr.
take
it
off.” Her red hair was down in her face and beads of water were rolling off her
chest. She looked gorgeous. I grinned at her and took off my shirt. Tossing it
out of the pool I said, “That’s all you’re getting. Let’s go again.”

“You have to touch the side too,” she said. I moved
the two or three feet over and grabbed the side.

“Okay, go!” I told her. She acted
like
she was just going to lean back, but then she put her feet against the wall and
pushed. She was off like a shot, but about a few short inches before she
touched the side, I got ahold of a foot. She giggled and wiggled away, grabbing
onto the side.