Brother’s Billionaire Best Friend: A Second Chance Romance Series (Book 2)

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by Wood, Lauren


  I saw her shake and then look away. I was going to take that as a good sign. I don't know what was going through my mind at the moment, but I knew what it was that I wanted. I wanted her, badly, and I would have done about anything at the moment, if she would have agreed.

  “Well, I've already eaten for the evening. Why don't we just have a drink here?”

  “I thought you wanted to go out and see the sights?”

  She smiled for a moment and then shook her head.

  “Last thing I’m looking forward to is seeing sites. I’ve seen what I need to see.”

  I don't know if that was the answer I was looking for, but I certainly felt like it. Was she giving me the permission that I so desperately needed?

  “Why don't we stay here and have a drink? Maybe see what happens?”

  That sounds like a pretty damn good idea to me. I don't know what the hell she was thinking, but I know already what I wanted to happen. I wanted her naked and underneath me. From that point on, nothing else really mattered.

  “Sounds like a plan, Dina.”

  We went into the kitchen and made us a couple of drinks. I didn't waste much time with mixers. I knew very well that Dina was needing a little liquid courage. Truthfully, maybe I was needing it as well. I knew what I was doing. This was my best friend’s little sister, but even with that knowledge rolling around in my head, I made drinks and brought her back one to drink. I had a smile on my face, because right or wrong, I knew what was going to happen next. I could feel it in my bones.

  “I hate when you have that grin on your face.”

  “Why?”

  “Because it means that you think you're going to get your way.”

  “And what is it you think I want?”

  “John, you really haven't tried hard to keep that from me, have you?”

  I shook my head and agreed. “No, I guess I haven't. Why would I?”

  “Did you forget what stands between us?”

  Instantly, I knew that she was talking about her brother. But the problem was, I did not want to think about Jack. He would not be happy with the situation at all. We were best friends, or rather we had been for a very long time. The same camaraderie feelings were still there when I went to his wedding, but this was going to change things.

  In a way, I felt like I had to make a choice between an old friend and a new lover. I didn't know how far it would go with Dina, but in that moment, I was willing to risk everything to find out. I don't know why I was so hung up on her, or if it was even a valid feeling, but I had to find out.

  “There is nothing between us, Dina. It's only what we want it to be. You’re grown, I'm grown, that's all that matters. It's not like you're fourteen years old and you have a crush now.”

  That made her blush a little bit and I had a feeling that she didn't like to be reminded. Of course, I hadn’t given her the time of day. She had been too young. But things had changed. Dina had certainly changed, And I didn't want to think about the consequences. At the moment, I wanted to think about ways of getting inside of her. I wanted to make her moan and scream like I had before. The sound of it had been intoxicating.

  “No, I am not that kid anymore.”

  “I can certainly see that, Dina.”

  Again, she turned red and I could tell that I was embarrassing her. How could she go from one way, beautiful and confident, to this? Now she was nervous, and I could see the anxiety on her face. I liked Dina when she was the other way. I wanted that woman back and I had a good idea of how I was going to get her there.

  “And I see you now, Dina. I see all of you and you’re beautiful, inside and out.”

  She looked down and I took her chin in my grip. I wanted to look into her eyes, and I wanted her to see how serious I was. I couldn’t wait any longer.

  20

  Dina

  The look was in his eyes and I knew he was going to kiss me. It was in the darkness that shadowed his eyes all of a sudden, and the way he started to lean in. I knew exactly what he was going to do, and I knew that I should move. I shouldn’t let him kiss me. Every time I kissed John, things happened. Bad things that I couldn't stop. Like falling for him.

  Then his lips were on mine and again I couldn't think anymore. I was starting to think that was the point.

  I heard a soft whimpering sound and I knew that it was because of me. I was too far gone already, and it was just a kiss. My body remembered exactly what he had done to me on the boat and heaven forbid, I wanted it again. I don't think I could ever say no to such desires.

  I was trying to get myself back together. This was not how I had seen it playing out. I was supposed to last longer, resist the urges that were running rampant inside of me. But that was not to be.

  He sat me up into his arms and before I knew what was happening, he was taking me off into the bedroom. I had no idea how it came to that so quickly. I was supposed to fight a little bit. I was supposed to not act like this.

  When I pulled away a little bit, he growled and threw me backwards. I yelped from the free-falling feeling and he just chuckled at me. I bounced and finally landed.

  “You're fine, Dina. I'm not going to let you fall.”

  The thing was that I had already fallen. It wasn't the sort of falling that he was talking about though. I was head over heels for John and this was only going to make it worse. Being with him, was going to make it a million times worse. I already loved him, so what more was there? Infatuation, obsession, pain? None of those sounded like a good plan, but I didn't think there was anything else. It wasn't that I was afraid of what was going to happen next, I was afraid of losing myself completely along the way.

  John seemed to realize that I was not one hundred percent ready just yet. He quickly got undressed and quicker still, he was on top of me, covering my body with his. I think he knew that if I was given the chance, I would back out of it. I hated to think that it was true, but I knew it was. He scared me. It was just that simple.

  “What am I going to do with you?”

  “What do you mean?”

  “You're shaking Dina, and it's not the good kind either. Are you afraid of me?”

  I don't know if that was really the case. I was afraid of what he was going to do to me in the long term. I was afraid of heartbreak. The hard body that I found on top of me at the moment was not something that I feared at all.

  “Just kiss me and shut up, John. I don't want to think about it.

  It was all I could get out and he certainly wasn't going to second-guess my decision. I could feel immediately how badly he wanted it. It was pressed against my lower extremities, and it was sending shockwaves through my system.

  His lips were back on mine and I was clinging to him. He just felt so good that I didn't want to let him go. I never wanted to let him go.

  His lips became more insistent and his hips were as well. Now he was pressing against me, grinding against me and driving me crazy. I looked up to see him smiling down at me and I wasn't sure how to feel about it.

  “What do you need, Dina? I want to give you everything that you need and more.”

  At the moment, I needed him to touch me and shut up. That of course wasn't going to come out well, so I tried to show him instead. I lifted my hips up and rubbed them against him. I was hoping that he would get the point. I needed him. I didn't need a kiss, and I didn't even need him rubbing against me. I needed him inside of me, literally nothing else was going to do.

  “That is what I want. I want to feel you inside of me, John. No more wasting time.”

  I think a part of me was legitimately afraid that I was going to ruin it all. I was so wrapped up in everything else. I shouldn't have been. I needed him inside of me and until that feeling was taken care of, I don't think I was going to be able to get ahold of myself.

  Then it wasn't me that needed to get ahold of myself. It was John. As soon as I gave him the okay, that seemed to be all that he needed. He was immediately on top of me in a whole new way. He didn'
t even bother trying to take my skirt off. All he did instead was rip off the panties and pull his own shorts down so that he slipped inside of me in seconds. I cried out, because it was so unexpected. It was exactly what I had asked for, but at the same time, I had not expected him to do it that way. I don't know what I expected, but not the hard thrust that overwhelmed my senses that I received.

  He asked me if it felt good and I just kind of groaned. There really was nothing else to say to that and I had to think that he knew. How could he not know?

  My body was on fire and he was poised ahead of me. He asked me if I was okay and I told him that I was. I probably didn't look like it. I felt like I was being stretched to the max and there was no way possible that I was going to be able to continue. How could I?

  Obviously, I was going to be torn in two. I pushed back against his chest and whimpered again.

  “What's wrong?”

  “You're just really big.”

  He groaned and I felt him throb inside of me, which made me gasp even louder. That he seemed to get a kick out of, and I really hated the sound of him chuckling.

  “Well let me tell you what Dina, you're really tight and I feel like you're about to suffocate me.”

  I don't even know if I did it on purpose, but all of a sudden, I found myself squeezing him tightly. I wanted him to feel how much tighter it could be. He was overwhelming me, so I wanted to do the same thing to him. It was only fair.

  Before I could do too much more, he was starting to move inside of me, and I couldn't say a word. I think that was the point. John really knew how to silence me.

  Then, all I could was curse. I don't know where it came from because I usually didn't say such things like that. All of a sudden, all I could think to say was ‘fuck’, over and over again. It wasn't my best moment, but in my defense, I had never been made to feel this way before. It was just too much.

  And then I was exploding, calling out his name and clamping down as much as I could on his rod. It was penetrating at a fast pace, one that I couldn’t keep up with. He knew what he was doing, but he gave me no break. I was to have no mercy it appeared.

  Over and over again, waves of pleasure came over me. I wasn’t able to take a moment from one to the other and I basically was feeling desperate at this point. I was going to lose it. I knew it. It was all I could do to hold it together, and I think John liked that the most.

  “One more time, Dina.”

  “I can’t.”

  My voice was hysterical sounding to my ears, and I didn’t like that at all. I didn’t want to sound like that, or act like the cock-hungry whore that I was acting like at the moment. What would I be able to do, if he didn’t stop? I was powerless, because I couldn’t even get up the energy to push him away. And if I could, I still don’t know if I would have wanted to or not.

  It was a mess and he gave me pity finally, threatening to fill me up with his hot seed. It was all that I needed and more, and I think he knew that. He used it to his advantage, making sure that it was all more than I could handle.

  Then he was filling me up. It was too late to stop it from happening and I couldn’t even bring myself to push back. I wasn’t on birth control because I didn’t think it was necessary. Now, I was cursing that decision. I was usually so careful, but he had really caught me off guard. How could I have planned for him?

  21

  Lisa

  I was here to see John, my boyfriend. He had been avoiding me lately and I knew that something was going on. As soon as I heard about the fact that he had his friend’s little sister moving in with him, I should have known that she was a problem. Everything had changed since Dina arrived.

  When I first met her, I saw how pretty she was, but she was innocent, and I didn't think much of it. I figured she wasn’t an actual danger to me, but now I was starting to realize I had been very wrong about that. She was the problem all along. I saw the kiss, but John had been so convincing that nothing was going on. But it wasn’t a feeling I could shake.

  As soon as I entered the house and I could immediately hear that something was going on. I didn't want to believe it at first. I knew exactly what those sounds were. I knew exactly what made John grunt in such a way. It was because of me before, but not this time. He was instead plowing ahead inside of the innocent little Dina.

  I watched them for a while, because why not? There had been a point where I wanted to confront them and burst in the room. I wanted to make a scene, and I wanted to grab the bitch out of the bed and pull her out by her hair. But I knew that wouldn't do any good. It would not have the lasting effect that I wanted.

  At the end of the day, even though I was watching John fuck another person, I still wanted him. I still needed him quite honestly, and I wasn't ready to give him up. I knew that no matter what, I wanted him to come back to me. Which meant, that I couldn't make a scene and I couldn't make it all my fault that he had to stop seeing Dina.

  A plan was formulating in my mind. I knew exactly how to get rid of Dina once and for all. I should have done it to begin with, but I didn't have anything to say. Now I knew exactly what I was going to say to Jack when I called him again. It wasn’t guesses this time. I had seen it with my own two eyes.

  I left the apartment before they could find out that I was there. I didn't want them to know that I had seen them, or that I was even present. I wanted Jack to show up and for them to not know why. Jack would convince his sister to come home and then I would have John all to myself again. It really was about the most perfect idea that I could come up with. Jack would take care of my problem for me.

  Once I was away from the place, I knew what I had to do. I had to call Jack. I didn't even know what to say. It wasn't like I could just come out with it, and the more I tried to get it out, the harder it was. I wanted to figure it out in my mind, the perfect way to tell him, but instead I just left it up to chance.

  Once I realized that it was now or never, I dialed the number and waited for it to be answered. I was almost shocked when Jack did answer. I don't know why. I knew that he was going to.

  “Hello?”

  The man sounded irritated and I knew I was going to have to come out with it. He wasn’t too happy when I called last time and I didn’t want him to say the same things before. I also didn’t want to lose my nerve.

  “Is this Jack?”

  “Yes. What can I do for you?”

  “I wanted to give you some information about your sister.”

  That seemed to get the man's attention and I could hear his tone changed.

  “What about my sister? Is this the woman from before that called?”

  I wasn’t going to answer that part of it, not yet.

  “Well, I am worried about her. I know her from school, and she has been showing up with a really old guy. He's kind of rich and sleazy and I think that he is really bad news. They got caught having sex in the college bathroom during class. She might get expelled.”

  It was obvious that the man on the other line was not anticipating such a call, and I would have almost given anything to have seen his face. I wanted to see the face of the man who was going to rip John’s off. He deserved it of course, but I would be there to make it all better when it was all said and done, and Dina was back in the po-dunk town that she came from. She didn't belong in California. People like her needed to stay in the small towns that they came from. They don't know how to live in the big cities.

  “What?”

  “I just wanted to let you know. I figured that someone cared. The guy’s name is John. He is bad news, from what I hear. I was told that her brother would be a good person to call about this. I hope I wasn’t wrong.”

  The guy wasn’t listening to me. He was raging out and I had to suppress my mirth.

  “John?!”

  I hung up, letting the man ruminate on what he had just found out. It was actually rather enjoyable, if I really thought about it. I had started a mess of drama, and all I had to do was make a phone call.<
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  Now I was going to let the chips fall where they will. It was all that was needed, and I couldn’t help the smile that pulled at my lips. This was just perfect.

  I called John next, even though I knew he was busy. I wanted to see if he would answer and after a moment, I could see that he wasn't going to. As much as I wanted to believe that everything would go back to normal, I had to question if that was true or not.

  A few minutes later, the phone rang and I saw that it was John. I was immediately satisfied that everything would work out. I didn't answer of course. I didn't want him to think that I was waiting for his call. He was going to regret treating me the way he had.

  22

  John

  At some point, I had to wonder why I had ever been so stressed out about this. I had thought the desire that I had for Dina was real for a very long time, but now it just seemed silly. Being with her, was exactly where I needed to be. It didn't take rocket science to understand that. The way she had control of my body, should have told me everything that I needed to know. She was the woman I was supposed to be with.

  Beyond that, there was this happiness that took over. It was something that I hadn't felt before and I knew that that it too was because of Dina. For a week, we had this time together, all alone. It was like we were in our own little cocoon.

  I was so interested in never having to talk to anyone again and never ruining the moment, that instead of going into work or even answering my phone, I didn't do any of that. All I did was focus on the woman in my bed and in my arms. I kept thinking about how silly it all was. I'd almost lost my chance with her.

  The next thought that came to my mind most nights after I had pleasured her and she had passed out, was the simple fact of what I was doing. This was my best friend’s sister and whether I'd seen him in a while or not, really didn't matter. It was wrong, and I knew that. Everybody would know it as well.

 

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