She's Still The One: A Brother's Best Friend, Rockstar Romance

by Kaci Rose

  "We will make this work D, I know we can."

  I lean in and kiss her, because I don't have a choice. Words fail me right now, and I need her to know how much I care about her.

  We’re interrupted by my phone going off.

  "It's Landon," I tell her, before answering it, and then putting it on speakerphone.

  She gets an evil smile on her face and turns to straddle me. This girl is going to be the death of me.

  "Hey," I say to Landon.

  "What were you thinking?" He says without even a greeting. At the same time, Austin grinds down on my cock.

  I plead with my eyes to go easy on me, but I doubt she will.

  "What do you mean?" I ask.

  "You let her go out with Belle. To a restaurant downtown. Anything could have happened to her. It was all over social media where she was."

  "Mason went with her. We can't keep her locked up like a princess in a tower, as much as you may want, too." I tell him.

  That earns me a smile from Austin, as she starts a slow, steady rhythm of grinding on me. I throw my head back on the couch, looking up at the ceiling.

  "I still haven't gotten any information on this Branden guy. She doesn't need to be going out, security or not." Landon bites out at the same time Austin does a swivel with her hips, and I almost groan out loud. I set the phone on the back of the couch next to my ear. Two can play at this game.

  "You will not keep me locked up, Landon. Mason was with me, and I was fine. I’ll take him with me, when I go out, but that’s it. You can't control me, and I won’t let you, and you won't try, if you want me to stick around."

  Oh, she did not just threaten to leave. I whip her shirt and bra up, exposing her delicious tits to me and lean in to give one a hard nip. There will be no leaving; no walking away from me, I remind her by sucking on her tits, as she grinds on my cock.

  "Damn, Austin. I just want to protect you."

  "No, you want to control me. Telling me who I can and can't date, what to do, where I can go, and when. You know who does that? Cult leaders." She snaps, and then covers her mouth, as she moans.

  I smile with her nipple in my mouth. We’re going to get caught, but hell if I care, and I certainly am not going to stop.

  "You understand the length some of our more obsessive fans will go to. Dallas and I have seen it and lived it."

  I pull back from her just a bit.

  "Landon, I've told her the stories, and she knows. You have to remember she grew up with this, but she didn't sign up for it like we did. We may not have known in detail what we were giving up, but that’s on us. You can't punish her for our choices." I say, and then move to her other breast.

  "Whose side are you on?" He snaps.

  "I want Austin safe, too. I just think your vision is a bit clouded, because you’re in parents’ mode, not brother mode. I promised to keep her safe. Do you trust me?" I ask, and then hold my breath.

  We have been through a lot lately, so I really am not sure how he will answer. He doesn't trust me to date Austin, so will he trust me to protect her?

  He sighs. "Of course, I trust you. I just hate not being there, and hate we’re having such a hard time tracking down this Branden guy. It's like he went poof into thin air."

  "I love you, Landon, but you’ve got to relax just a little. I’ll keep Mason with me, but I don't have a lot of plans to leave the house. This was the first time, since the day Dallas and I went to the record label, okay? Trust us?" Austin says.

  I bite her nipple, and she doesn't mask her surprise this time.

  "Shit." She groans.

  "Austin? What’s wrong?" Landon says.

  Her eyes go wide. We've been caught, but thankfully, she thinks on her feet.

  "Just got an email from a client. I need to go and fix something, but we’ll see you in a few days." She says.

  I grind up into her harder and faster, watching her tits bounce at the movement.

  "Okay, talk to you later." He says.

  "Bye." We both say, as she hangs up the phone, and I double check to make sure the call has been disconnected. Then, I give us what we both want and flip her over on to the couch and grind into her, like I'm fucking her. Hard and fast, but our clothes are still between us.

  "See what you started? We were almost caught, because you couldn't keep your pussy off me for ten minutes. How wet are you? The thrill of getting caught soak your panties, baby girl?"

  "You should find out." She says.

  "Oh, no. Your punishment is no skin to skin. You will come like this." I wrap my arms around her wrists and pin them above her head.

  "Just like this," I say and grind into her harder.

  I try to memorize this. Her stretched out beneath me, her breasts pushed against my chest, and withering for me to give her relief. I only get one more stroke, before her body locks up, and she cums screaming my name.

  The sound alone is all I need to follow her groaning out her name. I couldn't stop myself from collapsing on her if I tried, and thankfully, she doesn't seem to mind, as she wraps her arms around me.

  "We need to go shower." She says and sounds about as breathless as I feel.

  "In a minute, I don't want to move," I say into her neck.

  When we finally do make it to the shower, it's a repeat from the other day. We spend the day cuddling on the couch, watching movies, and just being.

  I try to soak it in now, while I can, because it all ends, when Landon gets home.

  Chapter 23

  Austin

  Landon gets home today, and he's already called to tell us not to worry about dinner. He was stopping at the store to get what he needs to make us this casserole dish he tried last week.

  He raved about this meal for a whole ten minutes, before I threatened to hang up on him. Our easy banter seems to be back, since the other day on the phone, but I know we need to talk.

  I've been working all day, so I can take tomorrow off and spend it with Landon. Dallas has been soaking up the last of our free time with his hands on me anyway he can. Right now, that means I’m sitting on his lap, trying to work with his arms wrapped around me, and his chin on my shoulder watching me.

  "I booked the Airbnb. I’ll text you the address and the code, because there’s no way I’m going to be able to be around you and keep my hands off you for a week." He says.

  I sigh and save what I was working on and close my computer. In one quick movement, I turn on his lap, so I'm straddling him. I wrap my arms around his neck, and we stare into each other’s eyes.

  "It will be worth it, though. When we talk to him, we’ll have a month under our belts, and he’ll have to take that seriously. He has to, right?" I'm asking myself, as much as I am him.

  "You nervous about telling him?" He asks.

  "Yeah, what if he doesn't approve and won't accept it?"

  This is the worry I've been trying to push out of my head for days. If I'm honest, it’s the biggest reason I don't want to tell Landon this week.

  "It will change nothing for me. I'm not walking away from you, I can't. He doesn't approve then that’s on him, baby girl. We have done nothing wrong, and I’ll keep proving to you how perfect we are together." He says and kisses the tip of my nose.

  "It won't change anything with me either. Though, I don't like the idea of my brother mad at me. Never been a fan of it. I can't walk away from you either." Then, I lean in and kiss him.

  He wraps his arms tightly around me, holding me to him, and starts kissing down my neck. I grind in to him and feel his hard cock right where I need it. His hands grip my ass, pulling me closer, as the alarm beeps telling us the gate has been opened.

  "Damn," I say and rest my forehead against his.

  "Exactly. Tomorrow, lunch at the cabin." He says, and I nod, as I climb off him.

  He gets up and moves to sit at the kitchen island, while I unplug my computer and get ready to put it away.

  As soon as Landon walks in the door, he beelines right to me, sweeping
me up in a hug.

  "I've been on edge the whole time I was gone. I was worried about you." He whispers in my ear.

  "I'm fine thanks to Dallas," I say.

  He sets me down and gives me a once over.

  I roll my eyes. "No marks, bruises, or even a hair out of place, I promise."

  Over Landon's shoulder, Dallas smirks. There are a few love bites on my inner thighs. Dallas couldn't help himself, but my brother doesn't need to know about those.

  Once satisfied I'm okay, Landon turns to Dallas and pulls him in for a hug, too.

  "Thank you for watching over her." He says barely above a whisper.

  Dallas's face clogs with emotion, and his eyes get misty, before he gets it back in check.

  "Always. She means a lot to me, too." He says, and I freeze, worried he’s revealing too much.

  My brother pulls from the hug and studies him, but says nothing, before turning away.

  "Okay, dinner! Wait until you try this. It's chicken pot pie in casserole form, but with a twist, and it's amazing." Landon says, as he turns and starts pulling items out of the bag he brought in.

  I glance over at Dallas, shrug my shoulders, and he gives me a wink. I go grab the cutting board for my brother.

  "Need help?" I ask.

  "Nope." He grabs me by my waist and sets me on the counter just like normal.

  "So, this trip was about the sponsor deal?" I ask and steal a few of the baby carrots from the bag.

  "Yeah, it was boring as hell. I hate to say, but I leave again in a week this time to go work with the charity." He looks at me. "I can stay if you need me."

  I rest my hand on his shoulder. "Landon, I don't want this to interrupt our lives. Dallas is here, and if I go out, I have Mason. I promise, I’ll be fine. Tell me about this charity."

  His face lights up, and I love seeing him like this.

  "Oh, Austin, you'd love it. The organization works with companies to provide scholarships to kids in the arts. They provide small scholarships for summer camp all the way up to college. I've been focusing on the music side of it and helping set up some after school music programs across the country."

  He goes on to talk about the details of the program, while he continues preparing dinner. Every so often, I look up and find Dallas, staring at me with a heated look on his face. It's barely been an hour, and this has been torture. How am I going to last a week?

  Like he can read my mind, Dallas stands up and comes over to where I’m sitting.

  "I'll set the table." He says, as he starts getting placemats and drinks. When my brother goes to the fridge, he comes over towards me to get silverware.

  I glance over, and my brother’s head is in the fridge, so I lean in and give Dallas a quick kiss, before moving my legs out of the way. He smirks at me and grabs a little higher on my thigh than he should to move them from in front of the drawer. Wanting to drive him as crazy as he drives me, I spread my legs wide, so one is on either side of the drawer.

  Dallas visibly swallows, as he looks up at me, then quickly gets the silverware and heads to the table. I notice the outline of his cock in his pants and smile, knowing he's trying to hide it from my brother. This is a dangerous game we’re playing. I know it but can't seem to stop.

  Over dinner, Landon tells us more about the charity and the work he will be doing, when he visits next week.

  "Landon, dinner was delicious. Why don't you go unpack and get a shower, and Dallas and I will do the dishes, and then we can watch some TV." I suggest after dinner.

  "Sounds perfect." He grabs his bag and heads upstairs. Dallas and I stare at each other, but neither of us moves, until we hear his bedroom door close, and then Dallas has me pinned to the wall, before I can blink.

  His mouth is on me and his hands try to cover every inch of my body.

  "Dallas." I gasp. "We have to do the dishes, or he will know."

  "Tomorrow can't come soon enough." He mumbles into my neck, before pulling away.

  We work on cleaning up the kitchen and doing dishes mixed with quick kisses. Lots of touching and lots of laughs. We finish just as Landon comes back in to the kitchen.

  "Ready?" He asks, tilting his head towards the living room.

  We follow him, and I sit down in one corner of the couch, and Landon sits beside me, forcing Dallas to the other corner.

  I couldn't tell you what’s on TV, because I'm watching Dallas out of the corner of my eyes the whole time.

  When he picks up his phone, I finally pull my eyes away. Maybe, this isn't as hard on him as it is on me. Those thoughts fly out the window, when my phone goes off, and I see a text from Dallas.

  I turn my phone on silent so not to draw Landon's attention, and then open my messages.

  Dallas: This is torture. I want you in my arms.

  Me: I don't even know what we’re watching, because I've been watching you.

  Dallas: Same here. You look so sexy and relaxed over there. Nights like these were always hard on me, even before, because I couldn't take my eyes off of you.

  Me: Ah, you’re so sweet. I always loved nights like these, too.

  "I like seeing you this happy. I want to meet whoever is putting that smile on your face." Landon says, and I look up to see him watching me.

  Just beyond him, Dallas has a huge smile on his face, too.

  "You will, but not yet. It's too soon." I tell him, as honestly as I can.

  He seems to accept that and nods, turning back to the TV.

  Dallas: I'm not sweet. I can't stop thinking about what we did on this couch. Your head was right there where you’re sitting, and how wet you were with what I was doing to you.

  Me: Dallas... Play fair.

  Dallas: You gave me some incredible firsts that night, baby girl. But there’s another first I can't wait for.

  Me: Yeah? What’s that?

  Dallas: Being able to introduce you as my girlfriend, and you introducing me to Landon, as your boyfriend.

  Me: You ready for that?

  Dallas: More than ready.

  Me: The night he gets back from this next trip, we’ll tell him everything.

  I glance up, and Landon is watching me again. I know he can't read my phone, because I'm sitting somewhat sideways on the couch, but a blush still creeps up my cheeks anyway. Landon just smiles and shakes his head.

  "Well, I'm going to bed. I'm beat." Landon says and stands up.

  "I won't be far behind you," I say.

  "Night," Landon says and heads upstairs.

  Dallas doesn't move just stares at me from across the couch with a lazy smile on his face.

  "Go to sleep, baby girl. See you at lunch." He says but makes no move to head upstairs himself.

  I just smile and go up to my room. As I get ready for bed, I read the texts again. No one would believe how sweet and caring this man is. They all see the playboy and part of me is excited to have this side of him to myself. I don't want to share it, which is why I want to put off telling Landon for just a bit longer.

  I flip through social media and realize I've been up here for an hour, and all I can think about is cuddling with Dallas. So, turning my lights off, I go and peek my head out of the door. The house is silent, and the lights are off under my brother’s door. Traveling always wears him out, so my guess is he's dead asleep already.

  I close my door and head across the hall to Dallas's room and quietly sneak in, closing the door behind me. When I turn to face the bed, there’s enough light to see him, sitting up staring at me.

  "Get over here." He says, his voice gruff.

  "Did I wake you?" I ask.

  "I couldn't sleep, and I was about ten minutes from coming to your room." He pulls me in, as I get under the blankets. My back is plastered to his front, as he holds me tight.

  "I don't think I can sleep without you anymore." He whispers in my ear. "I've gotten too used to it. Sleep, baby girl. I’ll set an early alarm, so you can get back to your room, before Landon wakes up."

  I
turn in his arms, facing him so both our fronts are molded together.

  "I don't think I can sleep without you either," I tell him and bring a hand up to cup his cheek.

  I kiss him nice and slow, not looking to take it any further, just needing to reconnect with him. When he pulls back, he tucks my head under his chin, and it's the most comfortable I've ever been.

  Chapter 24

  Dallas

  Sneaking around for a few stolen moments with my girl each day sucks. I want her in my bed to hold her every night. I want to wake up with her. We are both exhausted from having to be up early, so Landon doesn't find us together, but any time with her is worth it.

  Landon left for his trip today. We survived a week barely. We were meeting every day at the cabin I rented. I cited meetings, and she used excuses from business meetings to get togethers with friends. This still only got us an hour or two of time together.

  Mason was very understanding, when we told him about our situation and promised not a word, until we were ready. I owe him so much for helping take care of Austin. I made sure the increase in his pay showed him how much I appreciated him.

  Our afternoons in the cabin were amazing. Just holding her in my arms and reconnecting was what I needed, but I craved making her cum too. She tried a few times to take things further, but then accepted when I told her I wanted to go slow with her. Who knew I'd crave the most basic activities with her more than I would want sex?

  I want to have dinner with her, hold her while we watch TV, and sleep next to her every night. I want to talk about our day and kiss her, until she’s breathless.

  I know I need to tell her the real reason I haven't slept with her, because it's becoming harder and harder to stop myself from sinking into her, when she spreads her legs. I crave her, but I won't sleep with her, until she knows all of me. I also want Landon to know about us. I don't want him to think this is about sex, so I want to look him in the eye and tell him I haven't slept with her.