First Taste_My Best Friend's Little Sister Romance

by Lauren Wood

  “Yeah, you two were legendary. I still don’t know how she got in that position. She is like a damn contortionist or something.”

  I felt a chill run through me. He was putting thoughts in my head that weren’t going to help me out. I had to take it slow and thinking about all of the ways that I used to bend her was not going to make it easier at all. I needed to get Molly off my mind for a while.

  Bill had a beer ready and we talked for a while. He caught me up on everything that had been going on here in Nome and for a little while, I forgot all about the big city and everything that I had there. I remembered well when shooting the shit with Bill was as good as it got and it was still pretty damn good even now. The beer was colder and it actually tasted better for some reason.

  “It’s been too long Bill. How long are you in town for? Did you finally figure out that the city life sucks yet?”

  He was just as bad as Molly. “Nah, I’m not here for too long. Got to get back.”

  “Yeah, I bet. She really missed you when you left. You left her in some sort of way Chris. I don’t think she has ever been the same. I’ve never seen her with someone else since. That is a long time to wait for someone, so you better stay around a little while longer or let her go for good.”

  I knew who he was talking about. It was back on Molly and I wished once again that she wasn’t here and me in New York. If we were close, I know that I would have been pushing to be with her. I had missed her as well, but my life wasn’t here anymore and memory lane was closed.

  “It’s not like that Bill. We’re done.”

  “Well then what is it like? She is hot as hell. We’ve gotten older, but I swear that Molly hasn’t aged a day. I would have tried for her years ago if it wasn’t for you. Some of the guys around here would be quick to jump on it.”

  I shot him a dirty look and he chuckled. “Yeah that’s what I thought. You and Molly aren’t ever going to be done.”

  Chapter 9

  Molly

  I lay in bed for a while. I had stayed up way too late the night before and I may or may not have had a little too much wine. It was hard to say because my head was hurting so much, but I figured that was an indication that I had.

  There was a lot going on in my mind and after seeing Chris and the kiss, it was all just more than I could handle. I had taken a break from it all for a night, but now I was regretting it. The same problems were still there, facing me in the morning when my eyes squinted to the glare coming in from the window blinds.

  I got up and checked the clock. It was almost noon. I never slept in this late. I had never been late to get to the restaurant, but things were different now. I didn’t know how it was all going to change, just that it was. It was already changing and I remembered that today was the day that Chris was going to move in. I was supposed to call him when I was ready, but I was still unsure if I was or not. He must have thought that I had changed my mind as late as it was.

  When I called, he was spotty and I heard that he was with Bill and that was about it. They were old friends and the mountain had horrible reception. He called me back after a few minutes and told me that he was on his way down the mountain and to my house. I had this nervous energy as I waited for him and I sucked down a big cup of coffee while I waited. It was to calm me and hopefully take away this headache that was driving me crazy.

  I saw him pull up and my eyes took the man in. He looked damn good and I tried to ignore the attraction that I had always had for him. His confidence was easy to see in the way that he walked. He was so sure of himself, just like he had been so long ago. The only difference is now we were older and wiser.

  “Hey Chris. Do you want me to help you with anything?”

  Chris nodded that he was fine, so I waited for him to get a few suitcases and then led him towards the room I’d prepared for him the day before. I didn’t know what kind of place he had lived in before, but since both of his very rich parents were dead and he had only one other sibling, I was sure it was a big one. The family was loaded and I started to feel a little self-conscious.

  He must have known that something was up because he grabbed me softly with his hand and told me that he was glad that I had invited him. “It’s good to be here with you Molly. Just like old times.”

  I smiled at Chris because sometimes it was really impossible not to and my heart melted. He was still touching my arm and only when he released it was I able to feel like I could properly breathe again. I was so nervous, but at the moment I wasn’t thinking of much else further than his touch and what else I wanted from him. That damn kiss had thrown me off balance so now a mere touch was enough to get me going.

  “This place is cute. It reminds me of that bungalow that we stayed in on that weekend getaway. Do you remember?”

  My cheeks got red and I shook my head that I did without looking at him. I don’t know if he meant to or not, but his comment made me think of our first time together in that bungalow. The place was a bit of a mess, but we never once left the bedroom. It was all I remembered about the place. That bedroom that was so secluded and the bed that was so soft when he was on top of me, pushing me down on top of it.

  I really needed a moment. The man was driving me crazy and I didn’t know if he was doing it on purpose or not. Didn’t matter either way because the result was still the same. I was still caught up in the past and Chris.

  I don’t know what I was thinking inviting him here. Chris always had been hazardous to my health and from what I could see; he was far more dangerous than ever before.

  “Well look, I’ve got to run down to the restaurant. Do you want to stay here and get started on the molding or what?”

  “I would like to go with you. I need to get a few things at the store and maybe grab something to eat at the restaurant. I forgot a lot of things that I’m going to need while I’m here and I’m starving.”

  I agreed and went to get my coat and to pull my hair back. I was still trying to wake up and I didn’t want Chris to know that I’d been drinking the night before. I didn’t want him to now that he was affecting me in such a way. Chris already had a way of knowing and I wanted him to not know that I was wet just thinking about being in his arms once more. Why did he have this damn hold on me? I was trying to keep him here, but I still was unsure why.

  Chapter 10

  Molly

  Chris was messing with me, I was sure of it. He had the charm turned way the hell up and still to this day it was hard to resist. I wanted him, badly and by the end of the ride to town, I was wet from all of his talk. He was definitely trying to make me think that there was something still between us, but I was doing my best to forget how great it was back then. It was all a lifetime ago.

  We got to the restaurant and he picked the same booth he had before. The waitress came and I chatted with her for a few minutes. Chris was closer to me when the young woman walked away and I was debating if I should scooch over a little bit to give him some room. He was most likely always that close, but the heat off of him finally reminded me that I needed some space.

  When I decided that I should and started to move away, Chris put his hand on my thigh and shook his head not to. “Where are you going?”

  “Just wanted to give you a little room.”

  Chris disagreed and I could see there was a change in his eyes. He had that look like he was going to eat me up and it made me shiver. My eyes went to his lips and I had a flashback of what they could do to me with them.

  “Is that what you want?”

  I had a feeling that the question was more than it appeared. I wanted many things from him, but more space wasn’t one of them. We’d had enough space for enough time. I was worried that it would end as badly as it had before, but I had to remind myself that it was so different now. I wasn’t the same young girl that would let someone tell me what to do and he wasn’t the same young man that ran scared. Could it really be something different now?

  “Honestly Chris, I don’t know what I wa
nt. You came out of the blue and I thought I would never see you again.” My voice died off because I was thinking about the past. I hadn’t been prepared for it.

  “Until you decide what it is that you want Molly, why don’t you let me help you out with it? I can think of many things that we could be doing.”

  “I have an idea what you are talking about. You’ve never hid that well.”

  He chuckled and I felt his hand on mine. He started to pull it towards him under the table and I knew where it was going, but I still let him do it. I wanted it just as bad as he did. I always wanted Chris and all of the years between seeing him the last time had changed nothing. My body still craved him and my mind still loved him.

  “Chris…”

  I felt the hard knot that he had wanted me to feel and instead of pulling my hand away, I touched the shaft and pulled my nail down the length of it and then grabbed it gently in my hands.

  “How did I know that this is what you were talking about?”

  “Because it is all that I can think about with you Molly. Ever since I came back, I’ve wanted you. Ever since I left the first time, I have wanted you back. You have to know how I feel about you. It’s never been a secret.”

  I pulled my hand back and put it on the table so that it wouldn’t be tempted to go back.

  “It was a secret when you left. I can’t do this Chris.”

  “Then let me.”

  His words didn’t really register until his hand was back under the table and I could feel it on my thigh. He was dressed a little different, but Chris was still the same man that I had always known and he knew that my weakness was him. It always had been. Chris could give me pleasure that I had never felt before and now that he was touching me, I was sure that he knew that as well.

  The hand creeped up my thigh and the skirt I was wearing started to move up with it. I looked around at the people and wondered if anyone knew what we were doing. I felt the touch on my panties and I breathed out quickly. The sound had Chris chuckling and I wanted to stop him because I knew that he felt like he had won.

  But it felt too good and it had been so long since I was touched so expertly. I didn’t want to say no. I wanted more. So much more and the damn man knew it. It was like Chris always knew what I needed most.

  Chapter 11

  Chris

  There was a whine in the back of her throat and she was so damn hot. I mean, heat was emanating off of her core and it was the only sign of permission that I needed. If that wasn’t enough, the burning need for me, her thighs opened a little wider so that I could touch her more comfortably.

  Her eyes closed and her head moved to my shoulder. “What are you doing?”

  “What you need. Molly, you are on fire right now.”

  “You and your compliments.”

  I pressed against her panties and pushed in a little to hear her make a whimpering sound.

  “No, I mean this is so fucking hot. I think you have been neglecting yourself.”

  Molly’s face was turning red and I think it was more from being turned on, then being embarrassed. I moved the cotton swath of fabric from her center and slid my finger up against the hard little nub that was also a good indication that I was right. We had a very sexual relationship before and I knew what it was she wanted and needed. I also knew that Molly had a hard time telling me no and right now I was going to take advantage of it.

  Pushing a digit in, her hand moved to my thigh. It wasn’t to stop my hand, but to squeeze it like she needed a grasp on real life before she shot off into the distance. Molly needed a grounding feeling while another finger entered inside of her.

  I moved to her ear and told her how tight she was. Her insides were clenched on my finger and it was hard to stop the ideas of how she was going to feel around other parts of me. I still remembered her velvet folds like it was yesterday.

  Wanting her to come, right there in the restaurant, I started to move faster. Her face changed to one of concentration and I figured that she was trying to do so quietly. Molly was the rare girl that could scream so beautifully and I liked to test her resolve and do things that challenged her. Her breathing was getting faster and she was so close, I could feel it.

  “Come for me Molly.”

  “We’re in a restaurant.”

  “I don’t care. I need to feel you.”

  She bit her lip a little more visibly and shook her head like she was trying to ward off what was coming. “Please.”

  I twisted my finger inside of her and pushed on the upper wall and the hand on my thigh got so much harder. A whimper and whine came out of her before I felt a rush of fluid and I knew that she had done what I asked. Her face was buried in my shoulder and she didn’t move it as the waitress came back with our drinks.

  She looked at Molly a little strangely, but I smiled at her and she walked away, looking back once.

  “Did that feel good Molly? I remember you coming quick, but never that quick. You have been neglecting yourself.”

  She pushed off of my chest. “No one else was ever able to do it so quickly. I forgot how good you were with your fingers.”

  “If I remember, you said I was good with my tongue and other things as well.”

  Molly had goosebumps on her arm and she looked like she was trembling. I wanted to leave then. I wasn’t hungry for food anymore, but Molly was scooting over, putting some space in between us. I decided to give her that bit of space for now. I wasn’t done with her yet. I don’t think I was ever going to be done with her.

  “I can’t believe you made me cum before the drinks were on the table.”

  “That may be a record for us.”

  She looked away and now the redness was from embarrassment. It wasn’t the first time that we had played in public. I could never get enough of her and she was always down for some play. It was one of many reasons why I thought that she was perfect. I knew that if I pushed the right button, I would get what I wanted. Right now, it hurt to not get it, but I was sure I would have it all turned around soon enough. I was feeling like an optimist.

  Late lunch went by slowly. I think that Molly was taking her time to drive me crazy and when I tried to play with her some more, she pushed me away and told me to stay on my side. It was increasingly hard to listen to her, but I knew that I had to take it slow and warm her up to us being together. Molly was already well on her way.

  We left out of there and I was already a step ahead because I didn’t have to convince her to go back to my place. We lived together and we were going in the same direction. Several times I had stood outside of her door, debating if I should just go in and see what would happen. It had only been a week since I had been back, but it felt like I had been missing her for a lifetime.

  Pulling into the driveway, I knew that I was going to have to work some magic tonight. The house was empty and I couldn’t stand the idea of waiting anymore.

  “Are you up for a real drink?”

  Molly looked at me suspiciously and then finally agreed. I saw the small nod of her head as she opened the door. She needed to shut off that mind for a while, so I could have my way with her body. We could debate if it was a good idea in the morning. Tonight, I was going to have Molly once more.

  Chapter 12

  Molly

  “Why do you keep looking at me like that Molly?”

  “Because I know that you’re up to something. You’re always up to something and I don’t know what it is. It makes me nervous.”

  He grinned at me and told me that he was glad that he made me nervous.

  I wasn’t. I didn’t want to feel this way, not again. I knew that as soon as he got what he wanted, Chris would be gone again. He wanted me to come with him. He mentioned it so long ago and then again when we were at the restaurant. He doesn’t get that this is my home. It’s been my home for a long time and it’s the only place that I feel like I can be myself.

  “I’ve missed the way you bite your lip when you get this way. Nothing has c
hanged with you Molly. You are still just as hot as I remember you being.”

  “You are flattering me again. That must mean that you want something from me.”

  “And you know what I want. I’ve missed us being together Molly and the way you felt inside, I’m inclined to believe that you aren’t nearly as taken care of as you should be. You came so quickly earlier, it must mean that no one is giving what you need. Word around town is that you haven’t been with anyone in a long time.”

  “Bill is the town now?”

  He shrugged and I promised myself that next time I saw Bill I was going to throttle him for saying that. I know that they were good friends for a long time, but that didn’t mean that we hadn’t been friends longer. He shouldn’t have told him that because now Chris was looking at me as if he was ready to claim me.

  I moved back, physically to put some distance between us. He had powerful hands, magical fingers and the rest of him was just as talented. It was impossible for me not to want to do the same thing that we had done so many times before. We weren’t good at many things when it came to relationships, but me and Chris were damn good making love. I wanted him to stay in Nome, but Chris still scared the crap out of me. I didn’t want to be taking the chance of being with him again until I knew that he was actually going to stay around for a while.

  “You just got back Chris. I don’t think we should be doing this. We’ve already went too far. I don’t want to be a little fling that you have while you are back home for a while. I didn’t like being left last time and I really don’t want to do it again.”

  “I’m not promising that I will stay, but it is never a fling with you Molly. You’ve always been more to me.”

  He was getting closer and I still wasn’t sure that I could ward off the feelings that I felt rising up in me. He said things that were so sweet, but I still didn’t know if they were real or made up because they sounded too good. He never did promise anything. It was something he said a lot and it should have been the reminder that nothing was how it was supposed to be. Chris was the sort of man that would take off at the drop of the hat and I would never see him again. It was hard to get close, knowing that I was just going to hurt myself another time. This time it would be worse because I was walking into it with my eyes wide open.