In Love with My Brother's Best Friend: Complete Box Set (3 page)

I
leaned my head back and closed my eyes, but I felt his eyes on me and
couldn't help the warm rush that ran through my body.

“
Quit
looking at me,” I whispered.

“
How
do you know I'm looking at you?” he asked. “Your eyes
aren't even open.”

“
I
can feel it,” I said.

I
heard him lean back against the sand.

“
It's
so quiet out here,” he said.

“
That's
the point,” I mumbled.

“
So,
what are your plans for next year?” he asked. “It's going
to be strange not knowing you'll be at home with Tim.”

“
What
do you care if Tim has someone right there with him?” I asked
with a laugh. “Are you worried about him?”

“
Not
Tim,” he said.

“
What's
that supposed to mean?” I asked.

“
Nothing,”
he said.

I
went on to tell him that I was going to New York for school. He
didn't have to know it was so that I was far away from everyone. That
included him. My parents couldn't afford college, and I had gotten a
scholarship to a school in New York, so it was going to work out
great. I asked him how school was going for him, and he went on about
what classes he had taken and what he was going to do the following
year. We actually had a very nice conversation. It was the first time
he actually treated me like an equal and not like someone's little
sister. I have no idea how long we talked. He asked me questions
about my senior year, and I asked more about his year. It had to have
been a couple of hours when I felt him move and thought he was going
to leave, but I didn't want him to.

I
shifted to my side, leaned up on my elbow, and opened my eyes to find
he had moved much closer during our talk. He was already on his side
and leaning on his elbow. My breath caught in my chest when I felt
him let out a breath and felt the warmth of it cross my cheek. We
were so close. Our mouths were inches apart. I sucked my bottom lip
between my teeth without realizing it. He slowly leaned forward. I
wasn't sure what to do. I was honestly so afraid that he was going to
burst into laughter at any moment and was so shocked when his lips
connected with mine. I pulled back for just a second with my eyes
wide, but it didn't last long. His free hand wrapped around my neck,
and he pulled me to him.

His
lips were softer than I thought they would be. There was something in
his kiss. I couldn't tell you what it was, but it was different than
any kiss I'd had before. It wasn't rushed or rough. He was sweet,
slow, and loving when he kissed me. His hand held my neck and a
shiver ran through my body. I was still waiting for him to pull away
and was surprised when his tongue came out and moved between my lips.
My gasp escaped me before I could stop it, and he took the
opportunity to thrust his tongue into my mouth to find mine. I closed
my eyes, too afraid that if I opened them I would wake from my dream.
My tongue moved across his like it needed him more than anything.

He
had no idea how many times I'd thought about kissing him. When he
moved me onto my back, keeping his hand behind my head, both of my
hands went to his hair. It was soft, and I loved the length it had
grown to. His kiss deepened and I grabbed hold of his hair. The moan
that left him and vibrated on my lips sent a jolt of pleasure between
my legs. I had no idea what had come over him and hoped, with every
bit of my heart, that he wouldn't pull away from me. His free hand
cupped my cheek. I wanted more than just a kiss from him. So much
more.

When
he moved his hand to the hem of my shirt and began to slide up, I let
out a moan of my own. He continued slowly moving it up, and there was
no way I was going to stop him. When he reached my bra, I wasn't sure
what he was going to do. I grabbed the back of his head and claimed
his mouth hard.

“
Fuck,”
he moaned.

“
Kiss
me,” I whispered.

“
Are
you saying you want my lips on you? You want me to kiss you? I'm not
the last boy in the world, and I definitely don't have a million
dollars,” he said with a smile.

“
Kiss
me now,” I moaned. “Touch me.”

He
pulled my bra down to free my breasts and took one in his hand,
giving it a gentle squeeze. When he took my nipple between his
fingers and began rolling it through them, my back arched into his
touch and I cried out.

“
Jackson,”
I whimpered.

It
was the first time I'd ever called him by his real name in front of
him.

“
Shit,”
he mumbled.

He
pulled my shirt higher and took my nipple into his mouth before I
realized he had moved. When his tongue began circling it, I looked
down to watch his perfect mouth on me and felt his chin scruff rub
against my skin. My body moved on its own against his mouth. I
grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head before removing my bra
quickly. He leaned back and looked down at me with a smile. There was
no way I was giving him time to back out of what had already started
between us, so I leaned up, reached for the bottom of his shirt, and
pulled it up. He lifted his arms so I could get it over his head and
off of his arms. My eyes caught sight of a tattoo that went from his
chest to his left arm, but there wasn't enough light to see what it
was exactly. My fingers moved across his shoulders and up to his
cheeks. Before I could get up on my knees, he had me on my back and
was hovering over me.

His
mouth found mine while his hand found my breast and began moving from
one to the other. When he pinched my nipple, I moaned his name into
his mouth. His other hand was in the sand next to my head. My hands
went to his muscular chest. I moved them down his abs to the waist of
his jeans. He looked into my eyes as his mouth devoured mine. I
watched his face, as I unbutton his jeans and then pushed his zipper
down.

My
hand sat just above his boxers for a brief moment. Each time images
of touching Jackson went through my mind in the previous years, I had
always thought about how nervous I would be. It was nothing like
that. I'd been more nervous when I'd had my first kiss than I was in
that moment. Excitement and need ran through my entire body. I wanted
to be with Jackson more than I had ever wanted anything leading up to
that moment. My hand moved beneath his boxers. When I wrapped my hand
around his hard cock, I thought I was going to lose it. His skin was
so soft, but beneath it was pure steel. I began moving my hand up and
down him. He grew even bigger under my grasp. I heard him growl out
just as my fingers slid across the tip and collected the drop of
liquid that had escaped him.

He
pulled back from my body, and I thought it was over. I thought my one
chance of being with him was gone. He looked down at me, and all I
could see was the sexiest man in the world. He was the only one I'd
ever wanted. I wanted it to be him I was with my first time. When I
reached down and undid the button and zipper on my shorts, he took a
deep breath. I lifted my hips and pushed my shorts down my legs
slowly but kept my eyes on his face the entire time. He reached down
and slid them the rest of the way down and off of me. His eyes
traveled the entire length of my body. I looked down to see the head
of his cock peeking out of his jeans.

His
hands were at my ankles. He slid them slowly up my legs to my thighs.
I watched him look down as he slid his fingers beneath my panties. My
hips moved against his hand, as he moved his fingers over the spot I
knew was so wet for him. He had no idea that he was the first man to
ever touch me there, and I knew I would never forget what his fingers
felt like on my skin.

“
Fuck,”
he whispered, as he hit that spot. “You're so damn wet, Tina.”

“
Only
for you,” I whispered.

His
eyes connected with mine. He was the one who was nervous. I couldn't
believe it. He continued moving his fingers beneath my panties while
he watched my eyes.

“
Jackson,”
I moaned, as I moved against his touch. “Please.”

That
was all it took. He grabbed my panties and ripped them from me with
one pull. I loved the way his arm tightened as he pulled and threw
them to the side. His eyes pulled away from mine as he looked down my
body. I heard the groan leave his lips. He was on his feet in
seconds. I watched him shove his pants down with his boxers. His cock
sprang free, and it was the first moment my nerves began to show
themselves. In front of me was the perfect sight. Jackson stood above
me, in the light of the moon, completely naked. Every ripple in his
skin stood out. The tattoo on his chest was perfectly placed and made
him ten times sexier. Seeing how hard he was made me want to taste
him so badly, but I knew that would have to wait for another time. I
wasn't sure how long it would be before someone came out looking for
one or both of us, and I didn't want to lose the opportunity to have
the only man I wanted inside of me. I looked up at him with a smile
on my face.

“
You're
so beautiful,” he said. “Seeing you naked on that sand,
waiting for me, is the sexiest thing I have ever seen.”

I
motioned with my finger for him to come down to me. He dropped to his
knees. I watched him turn around and grab something from his jeans
before turning back to face me. He leaned down over me, and I grabbed
his head to bring his mouth to mine. My tongue pushed into his mouth
and fought his for control.

“
Damn,”
he said, as he pulled back to catch his breath.

“
I
need you, Jackson,” I whispered.

I
heard the rip of the package and felt his hands move between us. His
knee pushed between my legs to nudge them apart. With one hand on
each side of the ground beside my head, he lined himself up at my
entrance. I wasn't sure how it was going to feel, but that didn't
matter. All I knew was that I wanted him inside of me. I could feel
him right there. He was so close. His eyes looked deep into mine, and
I nodded. I felt him push in slightly and held my breath for what was
to come. He moved in a little deeper.

“
Fuck,”
he said. “You're so fucking tight.”

I
took his face in my hands and brought his lips to mine.

“
Please,”
I whimpered.

I
crashed my lips to his and devoured his mouth. He lost all control
and pushed inside of me fast and hard. I cried out as the initial
pain shot through me, and he stilled. His entire body went stiff and
his muscles tightened. The moment he realized I was a virgin, I
thought it was over. My hands went to ass, as I continued kissing
him. I dug my fingers into the tight flesh and pulled him against me.

“
Fuck
me, Jackson,” I moaned into his mouth.

He
pulled back and thrust into me again. It was more than I had
imagined. I could feel myself stretch around him to accept everything
he was giving me. When he moved into me, I could feel him filling me
completely. So many emotions ran through me all at once. I never
thought he had any desire to be with me. I thought I was just his
best friend's little sister. That moment gave me so much hope. Hope
that I could be with the man I wanted. He wanted me. Jackson wanted
me. I held tight to his ass as he fucked me hard and deep. It felt
absolutely amazing after a few moments. My hips began moving up to
meet his with each pump into me. He took my bottom lip between his
teeth and pulled. I cried out his name over and over as he continued
filling me. My legs went up around his waist, as I held onto him for
dear life. I ran my hands up his back and squeezed his muscles
between my fingers. He plunged in so deep, and I knew I was going to
explode at any moment. My fingers dug into his back, he thrust into
me so hard, and I screamed out his name as I came around him. I could
feel my body tighten and release around his cock. He pulled back from
our kiss, threw his head back, plunged into me again, and growled my
name into the air around us. My name had never sounded so good in my
entire life.

When
his body came down on top of mine, I wrapped my arms around his neck.
His heart was beating hard against my chest. We were both fighting to
catch our breath. After a few minutes, he pulled out of me and rolled
onto his back on the sand. He stood up and I saw him move around.
When he turned back to me, the condom was gone and he was pulling his
boxers up. Once his jeans and shirt were on, he reached down and
slipped my shorts up my legs. I put my bra back on before pulling my
shirt over my head. He reached down, took my hand, and pulled me to
my feet. He had my flip-flops in his hand with my panties. I took
them from him and quickly shoved my panties deep into the pocket of
my shorts. He wrapped his arm around my back and began walking back
toward the hotel.