Her Brother's Best Friend

by Regina Wade

  She nods back at me with a sharp inhale of breath. I can tell I’m turning her on more and more with every passing second.

  “I’m in no rush, though.” I murmur, leaning down, brushing my lips against hers.

  “I am.” She whispers back, going up on her tiptoes to seal her lips against mine. Her kiss is sweet as sin and just as dangerous. Already I can feel my cock twitching, aching to be inside of her. It takes every ounce of my willpower not to ravish her right there.

  “Come on. Let’s get you wet.” I break the kiss, turning away to strip off my shirt and shorts in two quick motions, giving her a great view of my naked backside as I stride into the water.

  “Oh, I’m wet alright.” Nicole says as I walk away.

  “Let’s make you wetter then.”

  “Stay naked and that won’t be a problem, Nash. You’re so hot.”

  “Well, if you want to do more than look, you better bring yourself into this water right now.” I turn towards her as I finally immerse myself enough to hide the throbbing erection jutting up from between my legs.

  I don’t want to scare the poor girl to death, after all.

  Nicole begins to walk towards me. Her hands are cupping her tits, hiding her nipples. It’s cute, but not what I want from her.

  “Stop. No swimming while clothed.” I jerk my chin again towards her lower half. “Lose those bottoms.”

  She bites her lip again, clearly debating wanting to be close to me and wanting to walk into the water naked.

  I cross my arms over my broad chest and give her a stern look. She rolls her eyes at me but relents, quickly tugging the bottoms down enough to step out of them before reaching back up to try and contain her breasts. One arm isn’t enough to do that job though. I lick my lips as I watch the tops of her breasts spilling out from behind her arm. Here and there I catch a flash of pink as a hint of nipple peeks out.

  If it weren’t for the cool water around my dick, I’d already be nutting all over myself.

  “Come to me, Nicole.” I growl. She can tell I’m serious now, because she begins to walk into the surf without any hesitation.

  “Good girl.” I whisper when she’s in front of me. She stops just short of running into my cock. I reach out and pull her closer, letting her feel the length of my hardness pushing against her stomach.

  “Nash, is that your…” Nicole trails off, eyes somehow even bigger and wider than they were earlier.

  “Cock, Nicole. That’s my cock. Have you ever seen a cock before?” I ask, my voice hoarse with desire.

  She shakes her head.

  “Not in person. Just, you know. Pictures.” She rubs her arms, glancing away. I can tell she’s nervous.

  I reach over, tilting her chin up and her eyes back to mine.

  “There’s nothing to be scared of, Nicole.”

  “I’m not scared of you, Nash. I’m scared of disappointing you. I’ve never done anything like this before.”

  A smile creeps across my face, and Nicole narrows her eyes.

  “It’s not funny, Nash. I’m serious.”

  “No, it is funny, for a lot of reasons. It’s laughable that you could ever disappoint me. It’s humorous that you think you being a virgin somehow is disappointing. I want to be the only man you’ve ever been with, Nicole. I love it. You can feel how much I want you right now. You know I’m not lying because you can feel my hard cock pressed up against your gorgeous body right now.”

  Nicole blinks up at me, her big eyes filling with tears.

  “Oh, Nash. How do you always know how to say the right thing? How are you so perfect?”

  “Because we belong together, babe.” I lean down and kiss my woman, pulling her more firmly against me. Deeper into the water, until I feel her hands grip my arms in a sudden panic.

  “Nash, it’s too deep. I can’t touch the bottom.” She gasps.

  “Don’t worry, baby. I got you. I won’t let anything happen to you. Ever.” I pull Nicole into my arms. She’s so much smaller than me that she’s treading water while I’m still standing easily. It lets me pull her against me, sliding her up my body easily with the assistance of the water.

  “What are you ohshit—” Nicole gasps as I pull her farther and farther up until my mouth is level with her sweet pink pussy. Her hands grip my hair tight in an attempt to keep her balance as I sling her thighs onto my broad shoulders. One big hand on her ass is all I need to hold her steady and tongue her clit until she squeals.

  “Oh my god, don’t stop!” Nicole cries out as I work her virgin slit up and down like I’m licking a particularly tasty dessert. Nic’s delicious tunnel is dripping with her sweet honey, and I lap up every drop until I feel her quaking against me.

  “Nash, please.” There’s a whining catch in Nicole’s voice as she pleads with me. I don’t know if she’s asking for a break or for more, but I know that I’m just getting started.

  I pull Nicole down my body, letting her slide down, feeling her breasts rubbing against my chest. The contrast between her soft, smooth skin and my hard muscles is so good I can’t help but groan.

  “God you’re so sexy,” I whisper against her mouth as I kiss her long and deep.

  “Take me, Nash. Please. I want you so much I can’t think. Make me a woman.” Nicole’s mouth finds my ear, spewing forth dirty talk in between biting at my earlobe in a frenzy of need.

  “Not just a woman. I’m going to make you my woman. The right way.” I press myself against her, pushing the head of my cock against her tight opening until I feel the pressure relent under the steady assault. Despite the difference in size, I glide into her like I’ve done it a thousand times before.

  Because I have. Every night spent jerking my cock thinking about her was practice for this moment. A hundred dress rehearsals, fantasizing about the perfect feeling of the woman I love in my arms. Where she belongs.

  “Oh, god Nash. You feel so good. I’m going to come again.” Nic whimpers against me, her chin resting on my shoulder as I get both hands on her ass, still holding her up. She doesn’t weigh anything compared to some of the things I’ve had to haul to shore. I feel her legs tighten around my waist, feel her slick inner walls milking my cock as another orgasm rips through her.

  “You feel so incredible. Just like I knew you would.” I groan against her, twisting my head to press my lips to hers. There’s a hunger in me, a need to feel more and more of her. Even pressed against her naked body, even with my cock buried to the hilt in her pussy, I can’t get enough of this girl.

  My girl. My woman, now.

  “God, I’m not going to last long right now. Your pussy is just too good.” I say in between kisses, feeling the telltale tingle in my balls which means I’m quickly approaching the point of no return.

  “Do it. Please. I want your seed inside me. I want to be yours in every way.” Nicole’s voice in my ear is heavenly, but her words are anything but angelic. Hearing it from the woman I love is more than enough to push me into a groaning release.

  “I love you, Nic.”

  “I love you too, Nash.”

  “Let’s get to shore. I want you on your back for round two.” I begin the walk back to shore slowly, still carrying her easily even after the water stops helping.

  “Round two? How many rounds are there going to be?” She asks breathlessly.

  “As many as it takes to make you mine,” I answer.

  Chapter 8

  Nicole

  Little surfer, little one. Made my heart come all undone — The Beach Boys, ‘Surfer Girl’

  The moon’s high in the sky before we finally collapse in each other’s arms. The sunrise wakes us, and before long we’re walking hand in hand along the idyllic beach.

  Our beach. I’ll never be able to think of it any other way.

  The wet sand feels exquisitely glorious between my toes.

  Everyone always told me that being a virgin wasn’t bad, that losing your virginity wasn’t really a big deal. All my friends in high scho
ol always seemed so disappointed afterward. Maybe it’s just Nash, but I feel like I woke up in an entirely different world. Everything is crisp and clear like I just got new glasses. More than that, everything feels better. The sand between my toes. The warmth of the sun. The scent of someone cooking bacon is wafting across the beach from somewhere, and it’s making my mouth water.

  My mouth isn’t the only thing that’s wet, either. I thought Nash turned me on before, but just the feel of his hand in mine as we walk along the beach is enough to turn me on like a faucet.

  I can’t stop marveling at the way this man makes me feel small. Petite. Feminine. I’ve never really felt those things before. I’ve always felt awkward in my skin, but Nash makes me feel like it’s perfect for the first time.

  Even the smallest things reassure me. The way my hand fits in his, even though his is twice as big as mine. I give it a squeeze, making him stop and look down at me.

  “What’s on your mind, baby girl?” He asks. His voice is so deep, so mellow, that it soothes the anxiety I normally would feel about asking questions like this.

  “Did you mean what you said last night?” I ask.

  “I meant everything I said, but you’re going to have to be more specific.” Nash smiles at me gently.

  “Oh, um, about letting anything happen to me. It’s silly, I’m sorry.” I start, but Nash cuts me off with a squeeze of his hand.

  “Love means never having to say you’re sorry, babe.” He starts walking, pulling me along with him.

  “Yeah, I meant it. You never have to worry about anything again, I promise.” Nash sounds so serious when he’s talking like this. It’s so reassuringly adult compared to the few conversations I’ve had with boys my own age.

  “You’re not going after spring break. Stay here, I’ve got some friends at the school on the mainland. We’ll get you transferred over if you want to finish college.”

  “Well, what other option do I have?” I ask, frowning up at him from beside him.

  “Anything you want, like I said.” Nash’s sonorous voice is like liquid sex. It’s hard to concentrate on exactly what he’s saying and what he means when ninety percent of me just wants to sink to my knees and fish his cock out.

  “What, like, drop out of school? I don’t think Alex would go for that.” I respond.

  Nash stops again, turning to face me. His hands come up to lay on my shoulders. Even just lightly resting there, I can feel the weight of his arms, the heavy cords of muscle.

  “Alex doesn’t get a say. It’s down to what you want now, babe. I’ll support whatever it is you want to do.” Nash smiles at me. His sexy eyes sparkle in the early morning light.

  “What do you mean, he doesn’t get a say? He’s paying all of my expenses.”

  “Not anymore. I meant everything I said, Nic. You’re my woman now, and my woman doesn’t owe anyone anything. I’ll make the arrangements later, but you don’t have to worry about any student loans.”

  I blink up at Nash, the confusion I’m feeling evident on my face.

  “Do you have that kind of money, Nash? School isn’t cheap, and…” I shrug, unaware of how to put it into words.

  Nash chuckles, smiling down at me.

  “It’s ok. I don’t make any waves about it, but I’m a pretty big fish.” Nash grins at me as we turn back side by side. I roll my eyes at his terrible puns. We walk for a few more steps, enjoying the cool early morning breeze before I ask him.

  “How big are we talking?”

  Nash gives my hand a squeeze.

  “Well, let’s just say this isn’t my only beach house.” Nash smiles. He’s always been modest. When I was younger, I mistook it for him just being quiet or introverted. It was always a sharp contrast to the loud bragging of my friends who had money. I’ve never seen Nash in any Armani, but somehow I get the sense that’s because he doesn’t like it, not because he couldn’t afford it.

  “Did you mean what you said?” Nash asks. There’s not a trace of humor in his voice.

  I wrack my brain, trying to think of what he’s asking about.

  “I said a lot of things, Nash. I don’t remember half of them. I don’t think I said anything I didn’t mean, though.”

  “What you said before I came inside your unprotected pussy the first time we made love, Nicole.”

  Just hearing him say those words sends a thrill of pleasure snaking up my spine.

  “About wanting to be yours? I meant every damn word, Nash.” Now it’s my turn to stop our walk and look him square in the eye. I have to tilt my head to do it, and just that tiny reminder of our difference is another turn on.

  “Good, because I want that too. All of it. I want you as my wife as soon as we can. I want it to be perfect, whatever you want, but I want it as quickly as possible. If you would rather stay at home with our kids than go back to school, well, that suits me just fine. If you want to finish your degree, I’ll make sure you can do that.”

  I want to tell him that he’s crazy, but the truth is that every word that falls from his mouth is music to my ears. I’ve never been so happy, so sure of anything in my entire life.

  Fuck it.

  “I don’t know about school, but I know what I want right now.” I grin up at him, biting my bottom lip as I sink to my knees.

  “I’ll always support that.” Nash grins down at me as his hands tangle in my hair.

  The sun is high in the sky before I’m finished with him.

  Chapter 9

  Nash

  I’m gonna soak up the sun. I’m gonna tell everyone to lighten up. I’m gonna tell ‘em that I’ve got no one to blame — Sheryl Crow, ‘Soak up the Sun’

  “Nash, why do you sometimes say you want to fuck, and sometimes say make love?” Nicole asks, her face scrunching up cutely as she lays across my chest.

  “Because, sweetness, sometimes I need you so much I can’t be gentle. You’re just too sexy for me to control myself.”

  Nicole ponders this for a moment before a sly grin crawls onto her face.

  “That might be the best compliment anyone has ever given me. I know for a fact you have more willpower than anyone else I’ve ever met.”

  “Not where you’re concerned. Not since your birthday five years ago,” I rumble, giving her a squeeze.

  “That must have made the last five years very hard.” She gives me a wicked smirk as her hand reaches down and gives my half-hard cock a squeeze. Despite our best efforts to wear my dick out, it’s still ready to go within a second of her hand brushing against me.

  “Very hard,” I answer, groaning at the feel of her small hand wrapping around me as far as they’ll go, despite the fact that her fingers don’t touch.

  “Well, let me start to make it up to you,” Nicole whispers, sliding herself down my body, straddling my hips.

  “See, this is the difference. Right now, we’re fucking. It’s fun. But it feels different than last night on the beach, doesn’t it baby girl?” I ask.

  Nicole nods as she impales herself on my girth.

  “Sorer, for starters.” She grins, wincing slightly as she stretches her perfect pussy around the swollen head of my cock.

  “Go slow,” I growl, gripping her hips, bracing her so she can’t take too much too fast.

  “Don’t worry. I don’t think I could go any faster if I tried.”

  “Oh, is that so? Too much man for you, baby girl?” I tease.

  “No, Nash. You’re just man enough for me.” She answers. It doesn’t take long before she makes herself a liar by going as fast as she can, fucking herself into an orgasmic mess on my stiff cock.

  We spend the rest of Thursday curled up together in bed, alternating between cuddling, fucking, and making love.

  Friday morning I’m up with the sun, as usual. The previous day was a typical workout for me, but I can tell poor Nicole isn’t used to such strenuous activity. I leave her passed out, cutely drooling on a pillow, and go about my normal morning routine.

  First
, I take a dip in the Pacific. There’s something about the soothing saltwater that just helps me ease into a day the right way. I hiss in pain as the salt finds its way into the hash of claw marks Nicole left on my back, but that just makes me think about how I got them, which in turn makes me happy.

  After that, I make us breakfast. Dark, strong coffee roasted to perfection. Half a dozen eggs scrambled light and fluffy. Toast. I’m squeezing the oranges for juice when Nicole finally wanders in, rubbing sleep from her eyes, clad only in my shirt.

  Just the sight of her wearing my clothes is enough to make my heart and cock swell in equal measure.

  “Good morning, sleepyhead.” I give the top of her head a kiss before turning back to the stove.

  “I know we talked about it but I think it’s too early for me to be eating for two, Nash,” Nicole mumbles against me as she wraps her arms around my waist from behind.

  “Eat. You need energy if you’re going to keep up with me.” I hand her a plate piled high with food.

  “I can’t remember ever being this hungry. Is it, you know…” She trails off, gesturing in my general direction as she begins to eat.

  “Is it what, the sex? Yes, I’d say so. We did a lot yesterday.”

  Nicole shakes her head. “We laid around in bed all day. Hardly productive.”

  “Well, we hardly laid around. You can’t run a marathon on your first try and not pay the price.”

  “I’ll say. I’m sore in places I didn’t even know I had.”

  “Do you want me to take a look at them for you?”

  “Maybe later. I need a shower first.”

  “We both do. We can take one together.”

  Nicole raises one eyebrow at me, but I just grin.

  “Why do I get the feeling you want to wash more than just my back, Nash?”

  “Because I’ve made no effort to hide the fact that I want to fuck you every chance I get, baby.” I smile at her. “That’s what I meant when I said I wanted all of you forever. Every chance I get, I’m going to have this cock inside that pretty, perfect little pussy.”