Brother’s Best Friend

by Kaylee, Katy

  Amber reached up and ran her nails down his back as he dry humped her with her legs wrapped around him. She could feel the heat building inside of her and knew if he continued that he would make her cum right then and there. But that wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted to feel her pussy tighten around him, to feel the trickle of her juices running down his shaft. She wanted to hear that catch in his throat as he tried to hold on. Amber was no longer the love sick puppy she used to be. She had taken control of her life and everything in it and that was what she was going to do with him, even if it was only one night.

  He released her ass and pushed his hands between her legs, moving her cotton shorts to the side. She wasn’t wearing panties, which only excited her more as he quickly found the folds of her tight, wet pussy. He pushed her wide open and rubbed over her clit gently, cupping her pussy as he rubbed it. She bit her lip and growled, trying to keep her voice down. He picked up his head and pressed his open mouth against hers, feeling the vibrations of her moans in his throat. He rubbed harder and faster until she couldn’t take it anymore.

  She shoved her hands down and started franticly unbuckling his belt and undoing the button. As she lowered the zipper she looked into his eyes with lust. “Fuck me. Hurry.”

  He didn’t miss a beat, grabbing the waist band of her shorts and pulling them straight down off of her. He stood up for just a moment and dropped his pants to the ground, his boxers going with them. His big, hard cock bounced out and he lifted his shirt up, leaning over her and grabbing her behind her back. He rubbed the head against her pussy for a moment, sliding it down and pressing the tip just inside. Amber grabbed his hips and pulled him hard into her, loving the sound of his groans. Slowly, he pulled back out and she grabbed him again, slamming him into her. It was like a game, a game she wasn’t going to play.

  “Fuck me,” she demanded.

  His eyes went dark and he pushed her up into the corner of the couch, holding onto one arm and the back. He pulled out slowly and rammed it into her again and again, watching her roll her head back and moan quietly. He ran one hand over her breast and squeezed hard as his hips picked up. She slid her hands under his shirt and looked down, watching him entering her over and over again. She looked at him with a sly smile and lipped the tips of her fingers, rubbing her clit as he watched. He was so entranced by it that he slowed his hips, but she wanted more.

  Amber pushed him off of her and climbed on top, quickly finding his cock herself, sliding down his shaft. She pushed all the way to the bottom and groaned deeply, feeling him fill her up. He ran his hands up her sides, lifting her shirt over her tits and pulling them into his mouth. She put her hands on his shoulders and began to bounce up and down, the sound of the springs of the couch playing a tune with their motions. She sat down hard on his cock and rocked her hips back and forth, letting her clit rub against his skin. She reached around behind her and cupped his balls as her hips rolled in circles, sending shots of pleasure through her whole body.

  Her mouth dropped open from the sensation and she could barely move. He grabbed her hips and moved them for her, pushing and pulling her backward and forward. He thrust his hips upward and pulled her down, grinding her hard against him. She took her hands and ran them up over her tits, rubbing the nipples between her fingers. She growled, biting her bottom lip as he picked her up and started thrusting his cock into her over and over again. She reached down and gripped his shoulders, digging her nails into him. She flipped her long hair back and closed her eyes, using her legs to meet him, slamming him deep inside of her.

  “God, you feel so good,” he groaned, leaning his head back against the cushion.

  She moved her body like a wave, rounding out her hips against him. As she did this, she slid down and pinned him to the couch. She gripped his chest with her hands and pushed back and forth, feeling the heat rising and rising to the boiling point. He dug his fingers into her waist as she jolted, exploding in ecstasy. As her body shook and clutched he thrust his hips upward one last time and held her tight against him. They were silent for what seemed like forever, letting every wave of ecstasy burn through and fizzle out.

  Amber let her body rest against his until she could feel his muscles relaxing beneath her. She closed her eyes and took one last breath of his scent before pushing off of him. It was almost immediate that she felt remorse for what she had just done. She turned and grabbed her shorts, pulling down her shirt and pulling her shorts back on. He did the same, carefully tucking his shirt into his pants and staring over at her with caring.

  She couldn’t bring herself to look him in the eyes; she was too embarrassed that she had allowed herself to fall into that trap. She was too embarrassed that she had gone against everything she had told herself for the last five years, just because she was too weak to stop it. He walked over and wrapped his arms around her, kissing her on her forehead.

  Everything in her wanted to just fold into his arms and let him take her in, but she knew that would be disastrous for everyone involved. She no longer just had herself to worry about and she reminded herself of that. Amber leaned back and put her hand on his chest, looking up into his eyes. “We shouldn’t have done that. We should have never done that.”

  Logan tilted his head at her and smiled. “Why not?”

  She pulled away from him, sighing. “Because, five years ago we got too caught up in this fairytale that we created. Because I learned very quickly that fairytales are not real, and all they bring you in the end is hurt and anger. Look, I’m not upset with you, I’m upset with myself. I should have stopped myself before we got anywhere close to that. This can never happen again.”

  Logan stared at her for a second, picking up his wallet and putting it in his pocket. “I don’t know what you’ve been through the last five years, but I do know that you’re wrong. These things can work out, and these things can be right even if we try to tell ourselves they are. I understand your apprehension, completely. I just want you to know that I won’t stop trying. I will never stop trying, because you never left my thoughts while I was away, not even for a second.”

  Amber didn’t say anything, she wasn’t sure what to say. She walked over to the door and opened it up, wrapping her arms around herself. He walked over and kissed her again on the top of the head. He lifted her chin up and smiled. “I’ll change your mind.”

  With that, he walked out and she closed the door behind him. She turned and leaned her back against the door, tapping her head against the wood. She couldn’t lie; there was a huge part of her that wanted him desperately to change her mind. She wanted him to show her that love was real, and that it didn’t just get up and walk out the door like he had so many years before. At the same time, knowing that her little boy was sleeping down the hall reminded her of just how hard life could really be.

  32

  Logan

  Logan sat at his desk, typing an email back to the home office. He pressed send and leaned back in his chair, tapping his pen against his lips. The screen went black and the screen saver came up, but he didn’t even notice. Without looking, he reached over and grabbed the papers and started tapping them in front of him, slipping them into an envelope.

  “Knock, knock,” his secretary said, poking her head in.

  Logan looked over and smiled, handing her the envelope. “The projections you asked for.”

  The secretary hurried over and took them from him, sliding them out and reading as she walked toward the door. She slowed her pace and turned toward him. “Uh, Logan. These aren’t projections. This is a copy of the employee manual. You trying to tell me something?”

  Logan looked over at the packet she was holding up and then down at the desk. “Oh, shit, sorry.”

  She lifted an eyebrow and grabbed the paperwork. “Swimming in the clouds today, huh?”

  Logan shrugged. “Maybe a bit. If you could hold all non-emergency calls for me for about an hour, that would be great.”

  She nodded. “Yep.”

 
When the door closed, he stood up from his desk and walked over to the window, looking out at the bright blue sky. To say that he was distracted would be an understatement. He hadn’t been able to get Amber off of his mind at all. Not only had it felt so right having her back in his arms, the sex was hotter than ever before. She took control, did what she wanted, and didn’t take any shit from him. It was hot. The way her skin moved across the palm of his hand, and the smell of her as her tits rubbed across his lips, it was enough to make his cock hard right then and there.

  The whole thing had been an accident. He’d had zero intentions of doing anything but trying to get her to come work for him. When she sat down next to him and he got a waft of that lavender and vanilla body spray she still wore, he had been done for. He had no control over the fact that his hands just leapt up and grabbed her. He had no control over his lips finding hers.

  He chuckled to himself, thinking about what he was thinking when he first sat down on the couch. It had nothing to do with fucking her and everything to do with just being happy that she looked to be comfortable. He was bracing himself for her wrath when she returned, fully expecting her to let him have it for just showing up unannounced. He had been wrong, though, and she seemed just as into it and just as needy toward him that he was to her. There was this sense of heat that just erupted and from that point forward there was no stopping either one of them. They were in it.

  The familiar twinge of heartbreak thumped in his chest and he shook his head, walking across the room and sitting behind the desk. He looked down at the picture of the three of them that he had put on his desk. They were young, happy, and carefree. Things had been so perfect between him and Amber when they had started seeing each other. It was something neither of them had expected to be so powerful, but he could remember not wanting to be anywhere out of her sight. He had wanted to protect her from the whole world, but instead he had thrown her head first into it and walked away. It had been the hardest moment of his life, and that pain had extended for years without her.

  A knock on the door brought his attention back to the present. His secretary stuck her head in. “Hey, I know you said hold everything, but I have an Amber Stark out here who says she needs to talk to you. She says it’s vital.”

  Logan straightened his shirt and took in a deep breath, trying not to show the distress that he knew was all over his face. He had gotten caught up in his thoughts and they were driving him back into a depression he had already fought off years before. “Okay. Of course. Please send her in.”

  He sat up tall in the chair and turned the picture away so that she wouldn’t see it. Amber poked her head around the corner, looking just as beautiful as when he had left her at her apartment, only a little more dressed. “Amber, it’s good to see you. Please, shut the door and have a seat.”

  She nodded and shut the door behind her, walking over and ringing her hands as she sat down in the chair across from him. “Thanks for seeing me, I know you’re busy.”

  Logan lifted an eyebrow. “Not too busy to talk with you. What’s up?”

  Amber took in a deep breath. “I’ll be quick, I have to drop some things off at Bradley’s daycare, so I can’t stay long. Look, like I said at the apartment, I should have shown a lot more constraint last night. In fact, I should have shown full restraint. If I am going to work here with you, or even if I’m not, things between us need to stay strictly professional. There can’t be flirting, googly eyes, none of it.”

  Logan chuckled. “Googly eyes? Do I do that?”

  Amber smiled. “Yes, yes you do. And you can’t anymore. We have taken chances in our past that could have ruined our relationships with the people that we love the most. And we both ended up hurt and bitter over it. And before you fight me, yes, Jordan told me about some girl that broke your heart and you were half of a man…”

  Logan wrinkled his nose. “I wouldn’t say half. Sheesh. He never knew it was you, or the fact that I guess I broke my own heart by leaving you. I was a mess, though, so I get what he was saying. But, I know what you mean about keeping it professional. Unfortunately, one of the things that comes with owning a company like this is having to worry about the public’s opinion of me so that we continue to sell shares. The media cannot find out that we are sleeping together. When I decided to take this company public, the board told me straight up they wouldn’t deal with an owner or CEO that couldn’t handle his own personal life. They didn’t want a playboy, and they were concerned because I was so young. I didn’t want that image either, but ever since then I have been really careful with the way I am perceived in public. For them to find out I’m sleeping with one of my employees, that would definitely kick me in the teeth later.”

  Amber narrowed her eyes and put her finger up. “Let me just clarify something for you. We are not sleeping together. We slept together one time, that is it. This is not some major love affair or relationship that you have to contend with the media about. We literally went at it and now we are finished. That is another thing I wanted to reiterate to you. I was not playing around with you last night. I have made some bad choices in the past and they came back to bite me, changing everything about my life. I won’t do that again and, in fact, I can’t. I have someone else very important that I have to think about first.”

  Logan nodded. “Bradley.”

  Amber looked down at her hands. “That’s right, Bradley. His life is extremely important to me. The way he looks at me, thinks about me, and learns from me. I am his mother and his father, and that means I have to be extra careful on my decisions and how they will impact him. So, there won't be any more. No more kissing, no more showing up at my condo, no more sex, and no more thought of any of this. I want this to be put behind us. We can chalk it up to something that we needed to get out of our systems after the way things were left, and that is it.”

  Logan looked at her for a moment, his heart hurting in his chest. He wanted to scream at her, tell her no, that he loved her, that he wanted her. He wanted to make a grand romantic gesture and sweep her and Bradley off their feet. Every bit of emotional attachment Logan had for Amber came flooding back to him. He realized in that moment that because of that, he had to make the choice that she wanted. He couldn’t do to her what he had done before. It was so difficult, though, because he loved her, he had never stopped, and she was even more magnificent than before.

  He took in a deep breath and nodded. “I get it. I accept what you are saying, and I will respect your request. I can’t ask you to do something that you don’t want to do. At the same time, I hope this means that you have decided to come to work for me.”

  Amber stared at him thoughtfully for a few moments. “I think so. I think that you are right about this place being a perfect fit for me, and I want to start my life. I’m tired of being left in a sort of limbo.”

  Logan knew that statement not only had to do with her graduation and job hunt, but it had to do with him, too. He wondered if that was what she had felt like all those years, stuck in a limbo, an in between place where she wanted to scream and cry at the same time. He wondered if that had helped her move forward without him, because he wasn’t in limbo at all, he was just plain unhappy.

  Logan flipped open his calendar. “Good. Take the rest of the week and the weekend, and then start on Monday. That will give you time to get things in order, so you don’t have to rush around doing it.”

  She smiled and put her hands down, lifting herself from the chair. “I appreciate it. I’ll see you Monday, then. And Logan, I just want you to know… actually, you know what? Never mind, strictly professional starting… now.”

  Logan gave a fake smile and waved at her, watching her leave his office. He had to admit, the fact that she didn’t want to continue anything with him any longer was a bit hard to hear. Sure, what he had told her was true, but he had never found himself in the hot seat with the media and he doubted dating an employee would do that. He just wanted her to feel secure in the decision that she was making.
It was obvious from her expression and the fact that she came all the way out just to say it, that she had put quite a bit of thought into the subject.

  Logan sighed and clicked the computer back on, scanning through his emails but not really reading. He wasn’t sure what to do anymore. He wanted to be there for her, to be there with her, but what could he do? Force her to let him in? He knew for damn sure, with as stubborn as she was, he wasn’t going to be able to force her to do anything she didn’t want to do. He was stuck between a rock and a hard place, and he knew that it wouldn’t be as simple as putting her out of his mind. He had been trying that for five years without her working just down the hall from him. Doing it at this point would be an impossibility. Either way, she was resolute, or at least seemed that way, and Logan was going to have to come to terms with it.

  33

  Amber

  “The itsy-bitsy spider went up the spout again…” Amber and Bradley sang in the car.

  Bradley clapped his hands. “Again!”

  Amber smiled and shook her head. “We’re almost to school, baby. You have daycare today, remember?”

  He kicked his feet up and down. “I know. We’re making macaroni houses with Ms. Brown. She likes to do art stuffs.”

  Amber chuckled. “I had better get that for the fridge.”

  “There’s no more room.”

  Amber looked at him in the rearview mirror. “Then I guess we’re going to have to buy a whole other fridge.”