by Jamie Knight
It also allowed me to strip completely naked from the waist down to relieve the pressure on my pussy. I touched it lightly to see what was going on. Still wet and sensitive, my clit at full attention, I was going to have to be gentle if I was going to do what clearly needed to be done.
It wasn’t that hard to imagine. I had seen Aden naked before — accidentally, of course… At least the first couple of times. The image of his large, thick cock was burned into my mind. All I had to do was close my eyes, and I could see it as clearly as if it was right in front of me.
As I massaged the outside of my pussy lips, I imagined turning him around in his damn office chair and making him face me. Sinking down onto my knees, the carpet a bit rough on my bare legs, I would stroke Aden’s hard-on through his pants, making him moan with pleasure. Then, right there in the office, I would have undone his pants and liberated his thick cock and balls.
Focusing my attention first on the latter, I would suck and swirl my tongue around one at a time. Each of his balls being a literal mouthful. All the while rubbing the shaft to keep up the sensation.
Slipping two fingers into my tender pussy, I imagined sliding my mouth down the length of his sweet, throbbing cock, getting it almost all the way down before having to stop. Pulling back just a bit, his cock still deep in my mouth, I sucked him hard, taking care to swirl my tongue around the salty head. Each of my movements making my brother’s best friend moan with pleasure.
Keeping a tight hold of the base of his dick, I slipped off my panties with my free hand and climbed up on top of him. Easing myself down on to his cock, I got almost all the way to his muscular thighs, ensuring that my innocence was his. My pussy gripped onto his shaft, not wanting to let go.
Pounding both fingers inside me, I imagined wrapping my arms around Aden’s strong neck. I would look into his bright green eyes as I rode him until we both came, and he had fully taken me, filling me with his seed.
It was not too long before I came in real life, leaned up against the bathroom wall, biting my lip to keep from screaming in pleasure.
Back at my desk, I kept watching Aden throughout the day. After making several coffee runs to his cubicle, he seemed to have forgiven me for my indiscretion. The real breakthrough came at lunch, though.
Ryan sent me to the local deli to get lunch for them all. I went around the office, asking everyone what they wanted. All but two. I already knew both Cooper and Aden so well I didn’t even have to ask anymore.
Cooper was unimpressed but said thanks anyway when I handed him the bag with his club sandwich. Aden, on the other hand, seemed properly stunned when I turned up at his cubicle with a bag containing a Philly cheesesteak sandwich and fries. I was sure he was about to ask how I knew, but I just winked and sashayed away, letting the mystery hang. I wasn’t worried. He had years to work on his freeze-out skills. Denying the feelings we both knew were there, that would just take some time for me to melt away.
Chapter Three - Aden
Discipline was really quite a wonderful thing. Mine was hard-won and not generally pleasant to apply but always useful. My particular disposition came from being in the army. It was as much a surprise to my family as anyone else when I joined up. It was a few years after 9/11, and I was young and a bit too gung-ho, though that wasn’t all of it, or even most of it if I was honest with myself.
Aside from all the fireworks and the patriotism, the real truth was that my girlfriend at the time enlisted, so I did too because I wanted to be with her. The more romantic part of my psyche was thrilled by the idea of us together fighting the enemy, hand in hand like two action heroes.
As the fates would have it, after basic, we were stationed at different bases, and she dropped me like a sauna rock. Apparently, our love hadn’t been as immortal as she had implied in the poem she had dropped in my locker. No, I didn’t learn anything from Starship Troopers.
I got over it pretty fast though, focusing all my attention on the task at hand, which primarily concerned following orders, which I turned out to be pretty damn good at. I made it through nearly ten years before going through a nasty bout of burn out that made me have to leave and find something new to do with my life.
I had always been pretty good at drawing and was able to use the military scholarship plan to take a degree in digital design. So, a career in graphic design seemed pretty obvious when it came time to look for a job for the first time in my life at the age of twenty-nine.
I was surprised how my meticulous military discipline came in handy in my new career. The detailed focus required for graphic design was higher than most people realized. Particularly if you did hand-drawn drafts before turning the image digital like I did. I was old-fashioned that way.
But my focus had been truly rocked by my best friend’s little sister’s hand on my dick. It shocked me when I was confronted with the shameless flirting on the part of Camilla. She was so forward. I really didn’t know what had gotten into her, except for maybe that she never got over the crush that she used to have on me. Not that I was one to judge, as I felt very much the same about her.
I eased into my assigned spot at my apartment building. One of the newer, half condo complexes, with open floor plans and balconies, which was a nice plus. Emerging from the deep dark dungeon of the parking garage, I noticed a U-Haul truck parked near the main doors of the building. Shaking it off, I headed to my unit, seeing a rather obvious pile of boxes near an open door down the hall. Whoever it was seemed to be doing it all by themselves, so I decided to see if I could help.
Imagine my shock when I discovered my new neighbor was Camilla. It was genuinely odd how things worked out sometimes.
“What the hell are you doing?” I asked, leaning into the door frame.
“What do you mean?” Camilla asked in all innocence.
She turned around, holding a cardboard box in her arms. It was clearly marked panties. The very idea of what was inside made my dick twitch, which I tried to ignore, and keep up my annoyance.
“You moved into my building.”
She giggled. “Still legal last I checked,” she said with a shrug and a wink.
“Don’t be a smart ass. You did it on purpose.”
I ran my fingers through my hair, suddenly feeling hot. It was like the apartment building had turned on the heater in the hallways out of season. Not that we ever really needed it.
Camilla looked a bit flushed too, probably from moving. There was a little bit of glisten up by her forehead. She set down the box, allowing me to see the way her tight t-shirt clung to the shape of her breasts.
Oh God, is she not wearing a bra?
I suddenly felt like I couldn’t breathe.
“Don’t be silly.” She flipped her long, deep brown ponytail over her shoulder. “I had no idea you lived here. Are you feeling okay?”
“Don’t try and bullshit me.” I found myself stuttering and whipping my forehead. “I’ve known you far too long. You knew that I lived here and moved in on purpose. I don’t even know how you can afford a place here.”
Camilla shifted her weight to one side, bring my attention to the short shorts she was wearing. Her long, perfectly shaped legs looked lickable.
“Ryan is very generous.”
I didn’t know that, but it didn’t surprise me too much. He basically had his net worth stitched into the front of his bespoke Italian suit.
I sighed. “Why aren’t you living with Cooper?”
“I have a steady job now and need my independence. I can’t have Cooper bursting in with a bucket of ice water whenever I bring anyone home. I’m a grown-up now, in case you hadn’t noticed.”
She flipped around and strolled towards the kitchen, giving me a clear view of her heart-shaped behind. It was barely contained in the jeans material of her shorts. Little hints of butt cheek kept flashing at me as she walked — perfectly round, squeezable butt cheek.
“Oh, I noticed,” I snapped, feeling flustered. “Though, just a tip, ‘grown-ups’ t
end to use the term ‘adult.’”
As though on cue, Cooper came up with another load of boxes to add to the existing pile.
“Hey, man,” Coop said, putting down the boxes.
“Hey,” I practically gasped. My best friend’s prescience should have been a bucket of ice water on my burning body, but it wasn’t. Camilla had me too wound up. I needed to calm down fast.
“Glad you are here.” He nodded towards the door. “Help me out with the rest of this?” Cooper asked.
“Sure.” How could I refuse?
I followed him back down to the garage, taking deep breaths every step of the way. We started to haul up Camilla’s bed, which I did my best not to think about. Apparently, Cooper was thinking along similar lines.
“I have a favor to ask.” He eyed me as we waited, cramped into the elevator with the mattress.
“Okay,” I said, not wanting to turn him down before I knew what it was.
“Would you keep an eye on Camilla for me? I mean, your neighbors now so it should be pretty simple. Just make sure she doesn’t get into any trouble or attract the wrong guy.”
A pretty tall order considering that, according to him, every guy was the wrong guy when it came to Camilla.
“Sure,” I said, unable to find a polite way to say no.
He slapped me on the shoulder. “Thanks, man. You’re basically a big brother to her, too. I mean, you’ve been around since she was a kid.”
“I guess,” I said, feeling pale.
I honestly didn’t like thinking about that. Yeah, I’d known Camilla for over two decades, but she had grown up since then, at least physically, and I didn’t feel brotherly toward her at all. My feelings were of a much different sort.
The unloading of the moving truck went pretty fast. Which wasn’t too surprising considering the burden was now being shared. Two were usually better than one. Especially when one of those involved was a trained physical specimen who’s body was a lethal weapon. Cooper was in pretty good shape, too.
“My heroes,” Camilla said, putting on her best damsel voice and clasping her hands together.
“All in a day’s work, ma’am,” I said, channeling Golden Age Superman.
“I’ll order a pizza,” Camilla said, dialing her phone as she headed for her bedroom.
I wanted to leave, but Coop slumped down onto the couch and offered me a beer. Apparently, we were hanging out now. The pizza was ordered, all I had to do was act natural.
Little did I know I was in for another test. Camilla emerged from her bedroom, wearing a crop top and a pair of tight yoga pants that barely came up over her hips, giving me a very generous view of lacy panties. Not to mention some good looks at her sexy belly. Mercifully, the pizza came fast, and I managed to inhale thee slices so it wouldn’t look rude when I fled in an attempt to escape the sweet, siren call of temptation.
With Camilla this close, I was in a lot of trouble.
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My best friend's little sister is off limits.
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Everyone wants to be a player in Las Vegas.
But I've made a dangerous gamble with my heart.
My company, Sure Thing Graphics, is huge in this city.
It's run by my three best friends and me.
Some people say it's a boy's club.
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It's best to be single in the city of sin,
and I'm having the time of my life.
But when the girl of my dreams shows up,
how can I resist?
She's gorgeous, curvy, and very off-limits.
Because she happens to be my best friend's little sister.
Giving in for one night can't be so bad, right?
I just want to feel her body under my hands,
and make all my fantasies come true.
I didn't know one taste of her would be life changing.
Especially when she tells me she has a secret.
Her brother will hate me,
but I'm determined to claim what's mine.
Finding out I'll be a father changes everything forever.
But I'm placing a bet on our love no matter what.
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