Best Friend's Brother: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance (A Man Who Knows What He Wants Book 63)

by Flora Ferrari

  I couldn’t do this anymore. It was now or never.

  I’ve always been a man who knows what he wants. Why should this be any different?

  It shouldn’t.

  “There’s something I have to tell you.”

  CHAPTER 8

  Sadie

  He had something to tell me?

  Was the case that big that it required all this build up? That it put this look in his eye?

  He seemed so serious. I turned my body to face his, which had squared up to me. I had no idea what he was about to say, but it was a big deal and I wanted to show him I understood, respected it, and was ready for whatever it was.

  Or was I?

  I feel my chest heaving, but his eyes don’t wander to take a look. He’s locked in on me even more intently than he ever has before.

  I roll my lips against one another and taste the salt from all the sweat.

  “Okay. I’m ready?” I say.

  But he didn’t reply. He just stood there looking at me. Staring in my eyes until finally his mouth opened.

  “The case isn’t work related. It’s the case of you and I.”

  He takes a step in closer and I can feel the heat coming off his body even on this hot day.

  The sun’s over head but even so I feel like it gets darker. Like he casts a shadow even at this hour. He’s just so much bigger and wider than I am. All those muscles elicit a primal response of fear. A bigger animal moving in on you. An animal which could easily devour you. But my fear excites me. It’s not really fear. It’s more the fantasy of what he could do to me out here. We’re in one of the biggest cities in the world but up here in these hills there is so much that can happen…especially between two hot, sweaty people who both seem to be raging with lust.

  “Me and you?” I ask in a softened tone. He nods and I swallow and it’s not because I’m parched from the jog on the hill. Is this going where I think it’s going?

  I couldn’t feel my feet or much of anything else for that matter. Only the heat of his eyes and the words he’d said which were still bouncing around inside my head. I feel my arms covered in goose bumps…then my legs.

  What does he mean by me and you?

  “There’s been something between the two of us since that night of your eighteenth birthday party. I felt it and I know you felt it too.”

  Oh my god. He’s going there. This is really happening. I start to feel lightheaded. I’ve wanted this for over a year, from the same moment that he has. I mean I wanted it before, but that was when I really, really knew. And when I knew he felt something too.

  And now he’s admitting it. Letting me know this isn’t just my imagination grasping for straws trying to form a pretty picture in my mind where one doesn’t exist.

  “How did…it feel for you.”

  “Come on. You know.” He pauses. “The same way it felt for you.”

  He moves in so close my leg is in-between his. I feel the tip of his erection brush against my stomach.

  “There are so many things I want to do to you but they all have the same end goal. All the desires lead down the same path. The path where we’re together…and you’re mine. M. I. N. E.”

  Oh my god this is really happening.

  “But I didn’t run up that mountain to tell you this. I marched up here to show you.”

  His hand comes up and he runs his first two index fingers gently across my cheek and then along the side of my scalp, pushing back the hair that’s come loose from the jog.

  I know my face was flush. He must see how quickly I turned red from his touch. But the fire isn’t just on the outside, but the inside as well.

  I’m burning up inside. I want him so bad right now. Want him to continue. Make me his like he said.

  I lean in closer and he leans forward his face coming closer to mine.

  “More than a year,” he says as his mouth comes dangerously close to my ear. I feel him inhale and I rise up on my tiptoes.

  “For over a year I’ve been driving myself crazy. Telling myself you’re my sister’s best friend and that this can’t happen, knowing that one day it has to…it must. Or this desire I have to possess you, to make you mine, will possess me so deeply that I won’t be able to function. Won’t have a desire to live anymore without you by my side. And I can tell by the way you look at me you feel the same. We’ve always been alike, I just didn’t notice it earlier because you were too young and I wasn’t around too much. But then I purposely put myself in a position to be around the house more hoping, praying, that you’d come over to see my sister…so I could see you.”

  “I’d watch you from around the corners of my magazine when I pretended to read in the living room. I’d watch you from my old room upstairs when the two of you were in the backyard having coffee. And damn, when it was hot and you came over and needed to cool off with a shower I wished like hell I could watch you do that too.

  But it wasn’t right. That’s not who I am, but my obsession with you drove me to the point I was close. I damn near just walked in on you one day and took you right then and there in the shower. You’d possessed my thoughts for so long it was driving me crazy and the only logical solution at the time was to possess you back…your body.

  And I say logical because at that point it was logical. I was that crazy for you and I still am. And my desire for you isn’t changing anytime soon.”

  He pauses and pulls his mouth away from my ear and puts his face right in front of mine. Right in front of mine.

  “I know I’m older than you by more than a few years. I know that I’m your best friend’s brother. I know a lot of things about this might not be right as far as society is concerned. But I don’t give a damn about any of that. All I care about is what I want. And that’s you.”

  He pauses again and I can’t reply. Can’t say anything. I don’t want to say anything. I just want him to continue saying these words…and a whole lot more.

  “And I will have you. You’re mine starting right now.”

  And his face moves the last few inches towards mine and I feel his lips come crashing down on mine and my whole world flips upside down as a shock shoots through the entirety of my insides followed by a feeling of euphoria which sweeps over me.

  CHAPTER 9

  Miles

  I hold her kiss for as long as I can until I have to kiss her again and again and again.

  And she tastes more and more incredible with each second that passes. I want to devour her right here and now.

  I pull back looking into her eyes, grabbing her face with both hands.

  “I don’t think you can even understand all the things I want to do with you. There’s just so damn much I want to do with you that it’s even beyond my own comprehension. There’s the things I already know. The things I already played out in my mind…my fantasies. And all the exploring and the things I’ll learn. The things that will come up along the way.”

  “Like that,” she says. I feel her hand touch my cock which is pressing hard into her now.

  “That’s only the beginning and there’s no going back now.” I tell her.

  CHAPTER 10

  Sadie

  Miles foot kicks shut the front door to his place and I quickly find my back pinned against the wall.

  He takes my hands and raises them up and over my head, first one of my hands in each of his. Then he shifts his grip and holds both of my wrists in a single hand.

  His hands are already way bigger than mine and the size difference is even more pronounced with my wrists.

  I can see he wants me, but he’s not starting yet just looking me up and down as his warm breath enters my mouth our faces are so close.

  “I know this is more than about sex,” I say.

  “I need to know you really know that. That this is so much more for me. That you’re everything for me. That I need you now, but that from here this just goes parabolic…to the moon. But first I have to have you. It’s all I can think about right now and it’s been
that way for a looooong time.

  “I want you to own me. I want to feel you inside me,” I say as my ass comes off the wall and my hips press forward trying to feel the pressure of his cock against me again. I’m hungry for him. So, so hungry.

  “I need to be inside you with my cock just like you’re inside my head. Own it like you own my thoughts. Grab you hard while I enter you as you take every inch of me.”

  “I want it all. All of you,” I say.

  “I want to fill you so full that next week when you’re sitting in class I’ll still be dripping out of you. And that’s just the part of me that doesn’t do the job.”

  “The job?”

  “The job of my billions of seeds which I’m going to unleash in your fertile pussy making you pregnant with my baby,” he says as his free hand comes forward and rests against my stomach.

  “Right there. That’s where our child is going to grow until he comes into this world and three becomes our very own magic number. Just like in those kids’ fairy tales that I’ll read to him at night.”

  “What if it’s a girl?”

  He runs the side of his face against the side of mine and I bite his ear. I’ve been waiting my entire life for this moment and I’ve got so many ideas. So many things I want to do. I may be inexperienced, completely inexperienced for that matter, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have a vivid imagination and that I don’t know what I’m doing.

  I’ve been playing this moment out in my mind for months and now it’s so close I can taste it…and him.

  “Boy or girl it doesn’t matter. All that matters is that it’s ours. Yours and mine. The baby we make together. The family we start together. The perfect home we build together.”

  His pupils dilate and he kisses me hard on the mouth again, his tongue sliding in between my lips as he tastes me and I taste him.

  “You’ve been a woman for over a year now,” he says. “And you’re ready for my manliness aren’t you?”

  “Yes,” I wimped.

  “Tell me you want it.”

  “I want it.”

  “All of it.”

  “I want all of it. All of you. I want you inside me, on top of me, underneath me while I ride your cock. I want to taste you in my mouth, feel you in my pussy, and for my skin to tingle when you collapse on top of me after I milk your climax dry.”

  A deep guttural sound fills the room even though his mouth remains closed. It’s a feral noise from deep inside him, crackling through his vocal cords and rumbling around in his mouth. And it’s all man. It’s like hot coals. Like running a rake over gravel. Like an old metal machine grinding sand into glass.

  “You’re all that matters to me. You’re the only thing that’s real. You’re the first and last things in this world to me and everything in-between.”

  “And you to me. And I want you in-between my legs,” I say.

  “I should have been there a year ago. When you turned eighteen,” he says sliding in with his knee between my legs. I rub the fabric of my jogging gear along his thick thigh and feel my wetness increase. “And I’ve already lost an entire year that we could have been fucking and making love. I have to make up for lost time.”

  “We’ve got all the time in the world,” I say.

  “Not me. Because I’m about to explode.”

  I wither in his hands my back bumping off the wall as I ride his thigh with more downward force.

  His other hand comes up and he grabs the underside of my jaw firmly but romantically at the same time. He turns my head at an angle.

  “The way the light hits your eyes from this angle makes you look like an angel. Like precious stones should be made from the color in your eyes. A color that’s unmatchable…irreplaceable…priceless.”

  “And mine.”

  “Yours,” I say.

  “Yeah. That’s right. Mine and only mine. You’re mine, you know that?”

  “Yes.”

  “How does my thigh feel against your pussy?”

  “I want the real thing. I want your cock inside me.”

  He releases my face and drags his hand back along my jawline and then slowly down the side of my neck, his touch making all the hair on the back of my neck stand straight up.

  Then his finger continues across my collarbone, his eyes alternating between watching where his finger goes and my reaction.

  Then he suddenly grabs my breast in his hand and squeezes it hard before his mouth comes down on my top.

  “I can’t take this anymore,” I say. “I need to feel you inside me now.” I pause feeling his touch as his fingers knead my chest. “Now,” I moan.

  “Tell me you want to have my baby.”

  “I want your baby. All your babies.”

  “Tell me you want three of my babies.”

  “Three babies.”

  “Five.”

  “Five babies.”

  “Ten babies.”

  “Ten.”

  His lips crash down on mine and my legs come up wrapping around his waist. I feel my back come off the wall as his hand grips my ass hard and releases my wrists.

  We’re moving and I have no idea where, but I can guess.

  His cock presses hard against my middle and I slide one hand inside his shorts grabbing for it wildly, hungrily, desperately.

  Seconds later I can make out the room as I pass through it backwards, still in his grasp.

  My hands wrap around his back and my fingernails dig into his back before I grab his shirt and frantically pull it up and over his head.

  I’m about to have my first time in the same place I’d always fantasized about having it. And much more importantly with exactly who I fantasized having it with.

  But this isn’t a fantasy anymore. And this isn’t just my first time. This is to make babies with the perfect male specimen. The most incredible man on earth.

  And he’s seconds away from being my man…forever.

  CHAPTER 11

  Miles

  I support her with one hand and flip on the shower with the other.

  The warm water from above washes over us and my eyes instinctively close before opening again. There’s water in my eyes but even a blurred sight of her is more beautiful than any other woman on this planet.

  I blink the water away but what I can’t shake is the thought that I’m so damn close to filling her and making her pregnant with my baby. Damn I want a baby with her so bad.

  “You know how badly I want to make a baby with you,” I say.

  “Yes,” she says as fingernails dig into my back.

  “And just hearing you say that…just knowing how much you want this child too makes me want to plunge deep into you now and fill you so full of my seed that you’re pregnant immediately.”

  She gasps.

  “I don’t want to wait. Don’t want to waste a single second, and I won’t, but I have to feel you first. Taste you.”

  Our clothes are dripping wet from the water which is washing the sweat and dust from the canyon jog away.

  But screw these clothes and anything that gets in-between my skin and hers.

  I return the favor, yanking her top up and over her head and then grab her sports bra hard and lift it up to.

  Her hands shoot up in the air and her tits bounce as they’re freed. My dick bounces too, flexing against my stomach at the sight of her perky tits, perfect circle areolas, and perfectly pointy nipples.

  I take one in my mouth sucking on it hard and then release to a popping sound.

  Her hands cup behind my head and she presses my mouth back into her chest. “More. Suck harder,” she says.

  I take her breast again, but this time I run the tip of my tongue around her areola before flicking her nipple and then sucking a second time.

  “Uhhh,” she moans as her back arches and I feel her butt flex in my hands.

  “Your breasts, like the rest of you, is mine all mine. No man will ever know the sight of you bared before him like I do now. No man will know w
hat it feels like to touch your bare skin, take your bare breast in his mouth, or enter you right here,” I say putting a flattened plan right against the fabric of her shorts pressing against her pussy.