Wanting It_A Brother's Best Friend Romance Page 7

  “I think we’re both over the limit by now,” I giggled. “Why don’t we take a walk on the beach and sober up a bit?”

  He paid the bill without question, and I was touched by the healthy tip he gave the waiter.

  Could he be more perfect?

  He held the door for me as we left, and once we stepped outside, he took my hand, curling his fingers through mine as if it was the most natural thing on earth. There was just such an ease about us.

  We walked down to the beach and slowly strolled along the sand. I was relieved I’d worn my flat sandals this time instead of the high pumps.

  As we walked, I held onto him and I could feel my body become warmer with desire, a soft longing throbbing at the pit of my stomach.

  “A penny for your thoughts?” he asked, breaking the silence.

  “Well, why don’t you guess?” I said, flirting with him.

  He pulled me closer by letting go of my hand and circling my waist, our bodies touching at the sides.

  “Oh. Now this could become either very interesting or…” he drawled, his voice husky. “…very dangerous.” He stopped, turning towards me and I held my breath.

  He was suddenly serious, the sexual tension between us immediate, sending an electrifying wave of desire through my body.

  God, how I wanted him!

  “You are wondering what it would feel like if I did this…”

  He brought his one hand up, and swiped my hair back over my shoulder, exposing my neck. He slowly brought his head down and ever so lightly kissed me in the nape of my neck.

  “After which, you wondered what it would feel like if I did this…”

  He lowered his head again, opening his mouth where his kiss was still burning, but this time he bit me softly before sucking gently at my neck, letting his tongue flick over my skin.

  I held on to his arms, as I was afraid that I was going to fall over, my knees suddenly weak. I could feel how my nipples hardened and strain against the soft material of my dress. A groan escaped my lips at his soft torture.

  Why doesn’t he just kiss me!

  “And now, you thinking about this,” he said, slowly flicking his tongue out to bring my earlobe into his mouth and sucking it before nibbling it lightly with his teeth.

  “But… what you are wondering more than that… is how it would feel if I do this….”

  He suddenly spun me around, pulling me back against his hard body with one hand around my waist, making me gasp as I slammed into him. He brought the other hand up across my body, and his fingers played at the edge of the material where it plunged to expose the swell of my breast.

  “Jake,” I breathed. “Please…” I was dying for him to touch me.

  “Please, what?” he whispered, still moving his fingers up and down the rise of my breast.

  “Please… touch me.” It sounded like a prayer on my lips and it felt like it, too. I was desperate for his touch, not caring to hold back my desire for him any longer.

  He slid his hand underneath the material, his touch burning my skin and then my nipple. I threw my head back and collapsed against him, letting out soft moans of pleasure. His fingers played with the hardened peak before it enveloped my breast, squeezing it gently.

  “Tell me, baby. What do you want now? Show me what you’ve been dying to do,” he breathed against my ear, the soft hair of his beard caressing my cheek.

  I didn’t need a second invitation. I knew I wanted to taste his tongue in my mouth. I swung around, reached up and pressed my mouth against his.

  A fire swept through my body.

  God, I’d never wanted anyone so badly!

  He pulled away slightly, a low chuckle escaping his lips as if he was somehow satisfied with my raw display of want for him. He lowered his head, capturing my mouth as he pushed my lips apart with his tongue.

  I stroked his face, feeling the hair of his beard beneath my fingertips, finally allowing my thumb to brush against the dimple I’d been dying to touch.

  Time disappeared and I clung to him, needing him like I needed oxygen to breathe.

  Then he reached down, his hands just below my ass and he picked me up, pressing me to his body. I responded immediately by bringing my legs around his waist, glad for the long flowy dress I was wearing not restraining me from doing so.

  I clung to him as he walked over to an area out of sight from prying eyes, our lips hungrily seeking each other again.

  CHAPTER TEN

  JAKE

  †

  I’VE BEEN WITH MANY women, and I have kissed more than I can count, but none was as sweet as the woman I held in my arms now.

  Every argument I had against doing this faded the moment I took her mouth. Fuck, was she delicious.

  I picked her up and carried her out of sight to where we could be alone, away from any intrusion, whether it be a glance or an outright stare, I didn’t give a shit. I wanted her all to myself.

  The only light we had was the moonlight, softly streaming through the rustling leaves of the palm trees surrounding us.

  I caught sight of a small stone bench underneath one of the trees and sat down, bringing her to sit in my lap, and I drew her close again.

  “Fuck, Nicole. Just feel what you’re doing to me,” I breathed, placing my hands on her hips and pressing her down, grinding her against my hardened cock, making her gasp.

  I sucked on her lips… then her neck, slowly moving downwards… until I reached the roundness of her breasts. I reached up and pulled the material covering one of them to the side, exposing her full, plump breast. I groaned at the sight of her and lowered my head, feasting on her nipple like a starving man.

  How the fuck was I expected to resist her?

  She arched backward, pushing herself deeper into my mouth. I pulled back slightly and caught her nipple between my teeth and bit down lightly, the tug making her cry out in pleasure.

  I was so hard my cock was aching against my jeans.

  Her dress was long, but it was bunched up at her knees, and my hand drifted down to the hem and then against her smooth legs, up to her thigh. As my hands moved further up, she bit my lip.

  “Touch me,” she pleaded. “Please. I’m so wet, and I want you to feel it.”

  I defy any guy to refuse such an offer. I moved my hand further upward, around to the front, and I slipped my thumb beneath the soft material of her panties. She held my face with both hands, her mouth falling open as my thumb felt her wet slit, soaked with her want.

  “Holy hell,” I breathed into her mouth. “You’re delicious.”

  “More,” she begged. “Please, don’t stop. I’ve wanted you so much, Jake, I can’t even begin to tell you.”

  But, she was telling me. She was telling me in the way she kissed me and moved against me and the way her underwear was drenched with her desire. And, there was nothing I wanted more than to give her exactly what she asked for. I sought out her hardened nub and, when my thumb touched it, I flicked over it, pressing down gently.

  She whimpered at my touch and bit her lip, her eyes closed shut. But, I needed more.

  I stood up and spun her around, sitting back down to give myself fuller access. I pulled her dress up and slid my hand between her quivering thighs, desperate to feel her beneath my fingers. She didn’t resist, arching back against me and bringing her hips forwards as she moaned. Her head fell back against my shoulder and her whimpering drove me fucking wild.

  My fingers moved between the silky lips of her core until I pressed against the hard nub of her clit again. She cried out and grabbed my hand, pushing down, as though she couldn’t get enough.

  “Don’t stop,” she panted. “Oh, God, Jake, don’t stop.”

  So, I didn’t. I forgot my own discomfort. I was so enraptured by her and, as I stroked her, my fingers moved with a little more speed, a little more urgency. I brought my other hand up and pushed it underneath the front of her dress, her breast soft and full at my touch.

  She was moving with mor
e urgency now, and I stroked her faster, matching the rhythm of her hips. I wanted to draw it out more, but I was too hungry to hear her cry out in pleasure. I wanted to know how it would sound.

  She arched back, her mouth opening wide as she pressed her eyes shut. She held her breath as if suspended in time, and then it happened. She came undone in my arms. Fuck, it was glorious.

  She writhed against my hand, and I could feel the way she contracted, her orgasm like a pulse against my fingers. It was almost enough for me to come, too. She felt divine.

  I held her close as the waves of her climax died down. She turned towards me and pushed her face into my neck.

  “I want to feel you inside me, Jake. Don’t deny me, please,” she whispered.

  I cursed inwardly as I wasn’t prepared for this. I pulled away slightly. “I want that, too, sweetheart, but I didn’t bring any protection with me.”

  Fuck!

  As if she didn’t hear what I’d just said, she reached for the zipper of my jeans. I took her hand and paused for a moment. “Nikki, did you hear what I just said?” I asked.

  “Yes, but that doesn’t matter,” she breathed, trying to kiss me again.

  “So, you’re on the pill, then?” I asked, trying to make sense of why she would say that.

  “No…” she replied. “I, uh, well…”

  I leaned back and looked at her. “What is it?” I asked.

  “Well, I’ve never been on birth control because… it’s never been necessary,” she whispered in a soft voice.

  It took me a few seconds and then it hit me. “Wait, what? You’ve never had sex before?” I was a bit shocked, to say the least, as the way she moved and kissed me didn’t give me that impression at all.

  She pressed her lips together and shook her head, dropping her gaze. She looked like a child just caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

  “How the fuck is that possible? I mean, you’re gorgeous. How is it that you’ve not been with a man yet?”

  Granted, that was a stupid question but, if she was the woman in your arms, you would have struggled just as much as I did to get your head around it.

  “It’s just the way it happened, Jake. It wasn’t by choice. School, studies, work. You know. It just always came first. Besides, no-one really caught my attention that much for me to… well… want to go there. That was… until now…”

  She had no idea what she just admitted to me.

  I stood up. Lifting her up in my arms as I did before putting her down again.

  “Come with me,” I said, taking her by the hand and walking towards the parking lot.

  “What… where are we going?” she asked.

  I stopped and turned back to look at her. “Earlier on you asked that I not deny you. Well, love. I’m not about to disappoint a lady.”

  †

  I marched her through the door of the hotel foyer, and I didn’t want to wait for the elevator. Instead, we climbed two flights of stairs, neither of us saying a word. Once I had my card in the door, I clicked it opened, and all bets were off.

  I held her against the door inside my room, pressing her arms against the wood as I kissed her deeply, moving my hips against her. I released her, and she reached up and curled them around my neck before she leaped up so that her legs were circling my waist. I carried her over to the bed, my hands on her tight ass before I lowered her onto the mattress. She kicked off her sandals and I did the same with my shoes. I tugged at the hem of her dress, pulling it up, like I had before, only, this time, I didn’t stop at her knees or her thighs. Instead, I lifted it cleanly over her head so that she was naked on my bed save for her white panties.

  I took a moment to take in the sight of her laying in front of me, willingly giving herself to me.

  She sat up and began to undress me, tearing at my shirt so that two buttons flew off with such force I knew they’d never be found, let alone reattached. She ran her hands over my chest and my stomach before, finally, popping open the button of my jeans and pulling down the zipper. She stroked my cock with both hands, her fingers trembling.

  I stood up and got rid of my jeans and underwear as I wanted to see her look at me. She stared at my nakedness, my cock hard and erect, showing her just how much I desired her. She licked her lips and looked up at me with wide, mesmerizing eyes. Her desire was clear.

  I moved forward and, as she took me into her mouth, I groaned up at the ceiling. The frustration I’d felt since the second I’d rescued her from that creep in the club, melted away as she sucked me, running her tongue over the head of my cock as she stroked up and down my shaft.

  My hands were in her hair, and I reached down to caress her breasts. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold on much longer, so I withdrew from her mouth and pushed her back onto the bed, and getting rid of her panties.

  Then I took her mouth, then her breasts, then her stomach, before moving down…

  I stopped to look up at her staring down at me. “Open your legs for me, Nicole,” I said. She drew in a short breath and then opened up before my eyes.

  It was more than I could handle. I bent down, hungry to taste her. I licked at her, tasting her musky sweetness, watching as she moved her hips and arched her back like a cat. But, I was desperate to make her mine. It was time.

  I reached for the nightstand to get a condom, but she stopped me.

  “I don’t want anything between us, Jake. I don’t want my first time to be like that.”

  I hesitated, but before I could say anything, she carried on. “I’ll get something at the drugstore tomorrow. Please, just say yes.”

  I did.

  Gently, I guided myself into her, to the place she needed me, and I could tell immediately that she certainly hadn’t been lying to me. She was completely whole and pure. I hesitated for a second before pushing through the thin barrier, plunging into her wet cave and taking what she had offered me, claiming her for the first time in her life.

  She winced for just a second, sucking in her breath and biting her lip. I held her close, needing to make sure that she was okay to move although I was dying to do so myself. But, this was about her now, not me. She groaned and began to move again, pushing her hips forward.

  Her shyness quickly melted away and we tore into each other. I couldn’t get enough of her, pushing so deeply into her I was sure I would disappear inside her. She cried out and sucked on my tongue, screaming out my name as she climaxed.

  With a deep shudder, I came inside her seconds later, giving her every ounce of relief. She cried out when she felt it, kissing me.

  I gently took her into my arms when it was over, and she fell asleep lying against me, her head resting on my chest. Sometime during the night we woke up and did it all over again, as though it was our first time again. As though we’d never stop.

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  NIKKI

  †

  I ACHED. EVERY SINGLE muscle in my body hurt, but it was such a good kind of hurt. The ache that I didn’t know came from having incredible sex for the first time. Friends of mine had talked about how their muscles ached after they hadn’t had sex in a while, but for me it was the very first time in my life, and every muscle in my body had had one hell of a workout.

  First times aren’t supposed to be that good, I thought to myself as I slipped into my room early the next morning when everyone was still asleep. I lay on my bed, my fingers trailing over my body where Jake’s fingers, and tongue, had been just hours earlier. He’d completely devoured me, and I was only too happy to let him do it. I hated leaving him, but there was no way I was going to appear at breakfast with Mom and Mia, trying to explain where I’d been.

  Oh, but I wanted to stay in that bed with him and never leave. I wanted to see him. Wanted to run my fingers over his body time and time again. I wanted to feel him get hard again beneath my fingers, and I wanted him to lift me on top of his hard erection, lowering me so that he was inside me… have him hold my waist in his huge hands, then holding my brea
sts and sucking them…

  Why on earth had I waited so long before losing my virginity? Nobody had ever told me just how good sex was. I thought all this time it was a fleeting thing, a nice feeling that lasted a few seconds before a couple went to sleep. I had no idea it could go on for hours and hours, even when we weren’t touching, I could still feel him inside me.

  I showered, sad I had to wash the scent of him away, and then the three of us in the villa went down to breakfast. Mia kept looking at me, trying to get me to talk. I knew she knew something had happened, but I wasn’t about to discuss anything with her in front of my mom. Not that Mom would have been anything other than thrilled, of course, that her only daughter was finally a woman. But, I think she’d have felt bad for Brandon because he still didn’t know a thing.

  He couldn’t know anything about it, either. There was no way I could ever tell him about what had gone on between me and his best friend. Men can be really weird about that kind of thing. And, besides, he had enough to think about. They were to be married in a little over twenty-four hours and we were all there for him, not for ourselves.

  I looked around the dining hall, but there was no sign of Jake. Mia could tell I was looking for someone and she kicked me under the table. I glared at her and pulled a face. When Mom got up to get some juice, Mia watched her go and then whirled around to glare at me. “What’s going on?” she hissed. “You came home at six this morning and pretended you’d been home all night. Tell me!”

  “I can’t,” I whispered back. “It’s nothing, really.”

  “Nonsense!”

  “We’ll talk later,” I said, blushing. I was about to carry on when I spotted someone out of the corner of my eye. I knew it was him.

  Jake was there in his shorts and a t-shirt, getting a plate full of eggs at the breakfast buffet and before I knew it, I was staring at him. Mia followed my gaze and her mouth dropped.

  “Oh, that’s him!” she cried so loudly I wanted to stab her with my fork. I reached over and clamped a hand over her mouth. She grinned and poked out her tongue, licking the palm of my hand so I dropped it in disgust and wiped it on my napkin.