Accidentally Married to Brother's Best Friend
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I looked over at Raff, taking a deep breath. “Would you like to share a cab with me?”
It was a risk. Raff might be willing to dance with me and flirt a bit, but grinding up against someone on the dance floor didn’t equal wanting to actually go home with them. Plenty of people flirted with me when I went out, and I would flirt back. But I didn’t sleep with them. I didn’t want to. Flirting and dirty dancing was just a part of the fun of being out.
But oh, how I hoped it was more for Raff.
I tried not to hold my breath, and I tried to say flirtatious and cool, as I waited for his answer.
Raff gave me a slow smile. “Sure thing.”
We piled into a cab. Raff lived just across the street from me, or at least, his parents did. I was sure that he would be getting his own place soon enough. When he had a MFA and determination like that? I was sure he’d go far.
I waited until we had started driving off, then moved closer. Raff didn’t object—so I made my move. I leaned in and put my hand on his shoulder to steady myself, kissing him softly, just the once. I didn’t want to dive right into making out and then have him pull away and not want it. I didn’t want to be too eager and then screw myself over.
For a second, Raff was frozen, and my stomach dropped.
But then, he started to kiss me back.
I gasped in pleasure and triumph, my heart soaring, and I moved closer. Raff pulled me in until I was on his lap, kissing me with more and more fervor, and I responded as best I could. I moaned as his tongue slid into my mouth, sucked on it, and Raff groaned in response. I could feel him getting harder against me, his cock swelling, and my mouth watered with desire. I wanted him inside of me. I wanted him to fuck me. It was all I’d wanted for years.
The cab started to slow down as it pulled into our neighborhood. I pulled back from Raff just enough to whisper, “My parents aren’t home. You should come over.”
Raff stared up at me for a moment, his eyes looking black in the dim streetlight. “I don’t think that’s a good idea. Trevor’s my best friend. He’ll be pissed if he finds out.”
“He never has to find out,” I replied.
Personally, I would think that Trevor should be thrilled that someone he trusted like Raff would be my boyfriend. He would be able to trust that Raff would treat me right. But then again, I doubted Trevor would be logical about that kind of thing.
I was determined, though. We could cross that bridge—or burn it—when we got to it. Tonight, there was no reason for Trevor to find out what we were doing. And just maybe, just maybe, it could be the start of something between us. Something real.
Raff looked at me for a moment, considering.
“I wouldn’t ever tell him,” I promised. “Who says we’re even compatible?”
“Oh, we’re compatible,” Raff assured me, a flirtatious twinkle in his eye.
“Then prove it,” I demanded. “Come home with me. Show me.”
Raff groaned and pulled me in to kiss me again. It was slick and deep. God only knew what the man driving our cab thought, but who the hell even cared? Raff was licking into my mouth like he’d die if he had to stop and that was all that mattered.
We tumbled out of the cab and into my house, tiptoeing up to my room even though I was the only one home.
I kept the lights off in my bedroom. It was my childhood bedroom, and I’d updated it as I’d grown up, sure, but still. I didn’t want Raff of all people to see me as a child right now. I didn’t want him to be reminded of when I was a kid and constructing elaborate murder mysteries out of Barbie dolls.
Raff didn’t seem to mind. He picked me up and I laughed, startled and turned on as he carried me to my bed, laying me down onto it. He spread my legs wide and I inhaled sharply. God, this was really going to happen. I was so excited I felt like I might actually burst out of my skin. I felt hot all over, melting, buzzing.
Raff slowly peeled my clothes off, kissing every inch of skin that was revealed. His mouth seemed to set me even more on fire, like his lips were coated in gasoline. I could see his cock in the moonlight streaming in from the window and my mouth watered at the size of it. That was going to be inside of me. I felt thrilled. A little intimidated, sure, but mostly excited.
Then he got own onto his knees.
Oh my God. I hadn’t thought about—I hadn’t expected—
Raff kissed up my legs, nipping a little with his teeth here and there. I clutched at the bedsheets, twisting them until I was almost sure I’d rip them, trying to keep my breathing steady as Raff moved further and further up my body until he was right between my legs.
His first lick to my folds had me trembling. I was so wet, wetter than I’d ever been, my body shaking in anticipation of being filled—and Raff lapped at my slick like it was icing on a cake. He worked his tongue inside of me, twisting it, curling it, and I was so fucking glad nobody was home so that I didn’t have to worry about keeping quiet. It felt completely unlike anything I’d ever felt before, odd, but so fucking good.
Raff was relentless. He kept licking into me over and over, his touch firm but soft at the same time. He kept avoiding my clit, dragging his tongue through my folds or thrusting it in and out of me, until I was wet and aching but not close enough to orgasm.
My fingers found his thick, soft hair and I tugged on it. “Raff, please—please, I’m so close—”
“What if I want to keep you hanging, hmm?” Raff’s eyes seemed to gleam in the moonlight. “What if I want you so desperate you’re screaming to come?”
Oh God. The thought was wildly sexy. The idea of him keeping me on edge as he finally thrust into me, fucking me until I was sobbing with need, until he finally let me orgasm… I pulsed with heat, my body responding. Raff was so experienced, so in control, and I loved it. I wanted to see what heights of pleasure he could take me to.
Raff chuckled. “But since it’s your first time, I’ll be nice.” He winked at me, and then he sealed his mouth over my clit, his tongue fluttering against it.
If I’d been standing, my legs would have buckled. Oh my God. I cried out, tightening my hold on his hair, as Raff sent me careening over the edge of orgasm. I’d never come so hard before. I went blind for a second.
Raff kissed along my thighs, as pleased as if he’d been a cat with a bowl of cream. I shivered with anticipation, filled with pleasure but still wanting more. And Raff sure didn’t look like he was done with me yet. I couldn’t wait to see what came next. And then what came next. And then what came next.
Maybe this could be the start of something.
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