Brother-In-Law to Love

by MK Moore

  “Yes Everly, lots of people are. We are going to be just fine. You go watch the princess movie ok?”

  “Okay, Aunt Brooke.” She runs into her room and shuts the door.

  As soon as she does, everyone starts talking at once. The loudest voice is Derek.

  “You’ve been cheating on Brooke? What the fuck is wrong with you?” He sounds pissed and shocked. It’s what he does next that is so out of character for him.

  Chapter Four

  Derek

  I really have no thought process as I haul off and punch my brother square in the face. I heard his nose break but I keep punching him. I mean how dare he? Brooke is absolutely the best and he suddenly decides he’s gay? Her assistant is his lover? I suppose if I think back I’ve always known he was gay. The signs were there. I really should stop before I kill him. I feel Mitch and Jason pulling me off Blake but I keep going until I hear her. My Sweet B.

  “Derek.” She says it quietly, but her touch on my arm brings me back to the present.

  “Brooke.” I say standing. “Will someone please explain this to me?” I fling my hand in the general direction of Blake and Jason. Jason is using a towel to staunch the flow of blood from Blake’s face. I look down at the back of my hands and they are cut to shit as well as bleeding, but most of that is probably Blake’s. There is no way the bro code is going to stand in my way now. Brooke will be mine before the night is over.

  “What the fuck is wrong with you brother? You broke my fucking nose.” Blake says but he sounds nasally as fuck. My mom jumps in.

  “I think I’ve got it. Brooke and Blake are married but not really. Blake is in love with Jason. Have I got that correct?” She is smiling. Like our family hasn’t been shocked to the core.

  “Mostly.” Blake says.

  “What isn’t right about that?” Brooke asks. She has stopped crying, but just barely.

  “We are not married, Brooke. I never filed the marriage certificate. When you said you wanted to keep your last name professionally, I just didn’t bother. Besides, it was just a matter of time before I got caught. I can’t believe my mother saw that. I am so sorry.”

  “That’s easy peasy then. No divorce needed. I always knew you were gay son! I was surprised, to say the least, when you and Brooke started dating. Especially since Derek was so in love with her and vice versa. Though I could have done without seeing that though. Lock the door next time. Ronnie, you’ll help me in the morning. When will Dave get here?” She is smiling like a loon by this point.

  My mother is a hurricane. She bulldozed right over the situation and it was like it has always been this way.

  “Uh, he will be here soon. 10ish.” Ronnie said finally picking her jaw up off the floor. She hadn’t moved from her spot by her door. “Well, this is like a Spanish soap opera, except I speak the language.”

  “Oh, Jason? Welcome to the family, you know officially.”

  “Thanks, Lucy.” Jason says. He’s blushing furiously, but he and Blake look happier then I have seen them in years.

  My mother, step-father, and Ronnie went back to their rooms. The four of us were standing in the hallway not sure what to say. I started.

  “Blake, I am sorry about your nose, but I didn’t know what was going on.”

  “It’s cool. I always knew you loved her but I needed her. It was selfish of me. I didn’t know she loved you too though. She never said anything. Are we still friends, Brooke?”

  “Of course, Blake. I think I am going to go home. Oh shit, do I still have a home?”

  “Yes, of course. I made provisions for you for when we decided to end this. I will call my lawyer and put them into effect now.” Blake said.

  “Thank you, Blake. As I am not a member of this family anymore, I should just go.”

  My mom pokes her head back out of her room.

  “Brooke, shut up. You are a part of this family. Have been for years. Now really, good night” She shuts the door again. We glance around at each other and start laughing.

  “Where are you going to go B? Stay here with me. I think we have some things to talk about. As for being not being a member of this family, I don’t want to hear that kind of talk from you again. We are going to bed.” I say as I grab her hand and lead her downstairs to the room my mother gave me. It’s in the basement. Which is good, because no one needs to hear my Sweet B becoming mine.

  Chapter Five

  Brooke

  What. The. Fuck! I am in Derek’s room. I am still in my bathing suit. He wants to talk. As if I could form a coherent thought right now let alone talk. I am not married. This is good news. I guess. Less mess. I won’t even be a 23-year-old virgin divorcee. Just a 23-year-old virgin. Ugh. Wait a minute, did Lucy say Derek was in love with me at some point during that fiasco? Why are we just standing here? I need a shower. All my stuff is upstairs. I was just about to say something when his lips are suddenly on mine. Besides my chaste “I do” kiss with Blake, I had never been kissed before this point. I feel like all my nerve endings are on fire. Positively sizzling with electricity. Apparently, Derek keeps his eyes open when he kisses, but then again, I guess I do too. I pull my hands up and into his hair. Finally. It is as soft as I thought it would be. I abruptly lean out of the kiss and turn my back to him.

  “What’s wrong Sweet B?” He asks quietly. “Did you not like my kiss?”

  I whip around and look into his gorgeous green eyes. Eyes I know I could get lost in forever.

  “I loved it, Derek. That isn’t the problem.”

  “What is the problem? I see this night ending one of two ways. You leaving this room saying you have no feelings for me or you are going to be coming on my cock as fill your sweet pussy with my seed. Claiming you in the most basic yet profound way. What is it going to be Brooke? Are you going to cum for me and become mine?”

  “I am already yours, Derek.” He growls as he stalks towards me. I end up with my back against the wall and my legs wrapped around his waist. He lifted me like a weighed next to nothing, which is not the case at all. He is kissing me like his life depends on it. Like my life depends on it. It just might, that is how good it feels. Not that I have a basis for comparison. His kiss trails down my neck and finds a sweet spot. I shudder. I can feel his hard cock pressing into my covered pussy.

  “You like that B? You like me kissing on your sensitive neck? You want me to continue?”

  “No, Derek I don’t.” I smile. He pulls back and looks at me.

  “What?” He asks incredulously.

  “My problem, from before? I need to take a shower. There is sand in places.” I say with what I hope is a shy smile.

  He bursts out laughing and puts my feet back on the floor and steps back from me. I already desperately miss the contact.

  “Your shower awaits, my lady.” He says with an exaggerated bow. He leads us towards the bathroom and finds me a fluffy towel. “I will wait for you out here, but then we really should talk.” Talk. Yeah right. I have totally chosen the cum on his cock option for the evening.

  Chapter Six

  Derek

  Jesus Christ! I need to get this under control or I am going to cum in my pants like a teenager. Brooke is mine. Finally. I have waited so long for this. I need her like oxygen. She owns me and she doesn’t know it. She will. Before this is over, she will know several things. Like how I will never let her go. How much I love her and always have and always will. I have been sitting here for several minutes when she comes out of the bathroom. She has the towel wrapped around her and her hair isn’t up in that messy bun she had going on earlier. She is a fucking goddess. I just stay there, perched on the edge of the giant bed with my legs slightly apart and my hands rubbing down my thighs. She sways towards me and stops in the opening between my legs. My head is level with her stomach. She lets the towel go and I follow its descent to the floor with my eyes. I lift my hands and run them up and down her arms. I leave a trail of goosebumps in my wake.

  “Sweet B, you don’t know wh
at you do to me. You are so fucking beautiful and so fucking mine.” My voice is strained. I am sure I am scaring her.

  “I think I have some idea, Derek. I know I hinted at this by the pool, but I am most definitely a virgin, just so you know.” Her voice is breathy and quivering a little while I can’t do anything but grin. I will be her only frame of reference. I reach up and grab her hips and lightly toss her onto the center of the bed. I stand up and turn to face her. I reach behind my head and pull my t-shirt off and throw it on the floor. I’ve lost the flips flops I had on somewhere. I untie my swim trunks and slide them down my legs. My cock is standing at attention. I am already leaking precum. I grip myself and stroke while staring down at her pretty, teasing pussy. She is smiling and shaking her head.

  “What is wrong, B?”

  “I am sure you hear this all the time, not that I ever want to think about that, but your cock is huge!” She gasps out.

  “It will fit B, I promise.”

  “I know it will Derek. Science.” She giggles.

  “You are too smart B. I want you to know that I haven’t been with anyone in years. I am clean. When I take your sweet virgin pussy it will be with my bare cock. I am going to fill you until I fuck my kid into you. Tell me if you don’t want that B.”

  “I want that Derek. I want whatever you want to give me.” She says with no hesitation.

  “I want to give you everything B. Everything.” I say. I mean it. She is everything to me. I get on the bed and push her legs apart. I quickly check to ensure she is wet enough. My cock is the first thing I want in her. The only cock that will ever be in her. She is drenched. Her juices are glistening on her thick thighs. Thighs that I want squeezing the fuck out of my waist. “Are you ready?” I ask as I drag my cock up and down her slit, focusing on her puffy little clit. She gasps and nods. “Tell me what I need to hear B.”

  “Derek, I need you inside me, right fucking now.”

  I need no further direction and inch my way into her too tight pussy. She feels like my heaven. My cock’s new home. She is all heat and welcoming softness. When I reach her barrier of innocence I hesitate while I struggle with my urge to impale her. I look down into the pools of her blue eyes. She smirks at me and gives me no time. She slams her hips forward and takes me to the hilt. She makes a harsh grunt. “Damn B are you ok?”

  “I’m fine Derek, I swear. Please move! I want to feel you for days.” I growl and piston my hips and get a good rhythm going. She is fucking back at me and I love it. She is moaning and making crazy noises that I know are coming from deep within her. Our skin is slapping together and it sounds beautiful. She is close. I can feel her pussy fluttering around me. She screams out and she comes all over my cock. I lift her left leg, changing my angle and thrust into her a few more times before I growl out her name and fill her pussy. Her hair is mussed and she looks so pretty. As I pull out of her, she pulls my head down for a kiss. I lay my head on her chest. My new pillows. She reaches up and puts her arms around me. She kisses all over my forehead. I know in this moment that the love I feel for her will never wane. I am home.

  Chapter Seven

  Brooke

  Sudden and complete warmth filled me as he finished inside me. I never want this moment to end. As I continue to kiss all over him, I realize that the love I’ve felt for him for the last seven years was incomplete. It was missing his half of the equation. In the after effects of being fucked so thoroughly by him that I realize that I will love him for fucking ever. I smile the biggest smile of my life and hum contentedly. He commanded my body so well and I cannot wait for him to do so again. Derek looks up at me.

  “B, are you going to stay with me?” He sounds sleepy and raspy. It’s weird to hear him ask a question instead of just making a statement.

  “For as long as you want me to.” I say. I almost have no voice. I am apparently a screamer.

  “Forever B. I thought I told you that you were mine now.”

  “Isn’t that something men say when they are about to have sex?”

  “Um, no B. I have never said that to anyone before. Men don’t bother with that if it’s just one night. There is no need to waste their breath.”

  “Oh.” I say. I am not exactly sure what to say after that.

  “Sweet B, I love you so fucking much. I don’t know how I survived before, thinking you were happily in love with my brother. I know there is no way I will survive without you now that you have given yourself to me.”

  “I love you too.” I say as I reach up and pull him down to me for a kiss. It is a soul-shattering kiss that prompts me to continue. “Is that enough though? Am I enough?”

  “Of course, our love is enough. You are enough, you are everything to me, Brooke. You have been for quite some time now.” He says as he climbs off me and heads towards the bathroom. “Besides,” He says as turns around to look at me, “even if it wasn’t, you are mine now. I may have just given you my baby and I will never let you leave me now.” He walks through the bathroom door as if he didn’t just change my life with that statement. A statement that should frighten me. It should make me run. But it doesn’t. I love him and nothing will keep us apart. I smile and hop up out of bed. My pussy is still throbbing. I need him again.

  Chapter Eight

  Derek

  As I enter the spacious bathroom, I need to take in several gulps of air. Zero to sixty is all I will be able to tolerate. She must stay mine. I am feeling obsessive and possessive to the point that I want to drag in here with me. She must have the same idea because she saunters in completely naked. Her beautiful body is mine to look at. I love that she isn’t bashful or ashamed of her body. It’s not model perfect, but it is perfect for me. I am thankful that this woman has given herself over to me. I vow to myself that I will never take that for granted or give her any reason to doubt the love I feel for her.

  “I missed you.” She says. I feel like we have been doing this forever. I walk over and turn the shower on. I pull her to me and kiss the shit out of her until the mirrors start fogging up. I pull her into the shower, without breaking our kiss. “Derek.” She moans as she pulls her head away from me. I am so hard for her again, I am ready to fuck her again, but I need to taste her. I kneel and lift one of her legs over my shoulder. I bury my face in her pussy and run my tongue all along her slit. I reach up and slide two fingers into her and drive into her pussy until she comes all over my face. While she is still coming, I quickly stand and lift her up by and push her back against the shower wall. Her legs wrap around my waist and I enter her again with little resistance. She is so wet. I pound into her while she screams down the house. I whisper every filthy thing I can think of in her ear. I trail down and leave more marks on her chest. I cannot get enough of her. I am close to coming.

  “Brooke, I need you to come for me. I need to fill this pussy again. This pussy that was made for me.” I reach for her clit and pinch it until I feel her come all over my cock. I grunt harshly in her ear and release until I am empty. I gently put her feet back on the floor and reach for the shampoo. I lather it into her hair while she fills the sponge with Irish Springs. She runs it across my body, and I get hard again. I know she must be sore, but I have been waiting for this woman for years now. I don’t have to wait anymore. She is mine. I know that there are things we need to discuss, but I can’t bring myself to burst the bubble we have made.

  Chapter Nine

  Brooke

  Oh. My. God. He is an animal! I must be one too. I never want to be apart from him and I am pretty sure all these thoughts are what magazines warn you away from. I might be a stage 5 clinger. Who would have thought? Thankfully, he doesn’t seem to mind. I am washing his body while he washes my hair. I can’t remember that last time somebody washed my hair, besides Gina, from the swanky salon Blake takes me to. I finish with him and start to soap my body. I wince as I get to my pussy.

  “No more cock for you today Sweet B.” Derek says with a smile.

  I make what I hope is
the cutest pouty face ever. “I guess not. I feel well and thoroughly used. In the best possible way.” I kiss him quickly and finish up my shower and step out. Grabbing a fluffy towel, I wrap it as best I can around my body. I leave the bathroom and lay down, dropping the towel to the floor. I am assuming he wants me to stay. I am almost asleep as his side of the bed dips. I have always slept in the middle of the bed, so I picked the side farthest from the door. He pulls me to him and I drift to sleep wrapped up in arms. I feel like I am at home. I woke up this morning married and lonely. It’s 11:30 pm and I am not married and I don’t think I will ever be alone again. I don’t know how I lived on the outskirts of my life before now.

  “What are thinking about B? You must be tired.” His raspy voice shakes me back to the present. I roll over and face him. His voice has always done things to me, but now I don’t have to hold back. I kiss him, lingering on his mouth.

  “I was just thinking about how my life was so different this morning. I was so lonely. I swear if I had to listen to Blake and Jason go at it one more time, I was going to rip my hair out. I didn’t understand why they did it so much, but now I do.”

  “Fantastic sex with the love of your life is new to me too B. I will never get enough of you and I will never stop loving you.”

  “What are we going to do Derek? I mean for all intents and purposes, I have been married to your brother for 3 years. The paparazzi follows this family around like we are the movie stars. Blake is going to have to come out first. Otherwise, I will be a social leper. Not that I really care, but your poor mother.”

  “You know my mother will be fine. She will have the press thinking this is how it has been all along. I wouldn’t worry too much. I don’t give a fuck what anyone else thinks. When we get married, everything will be as it should have been along.”