Stranded With My Brother's Best Friend

by J. L. Beck

Her ass cheek stung. “OH!” she cried out as she tried to get off his lap.

  He easily prevented her from going anywhere. “Yes, just like that, sweet cheeks.” He pumped his fingers again and reached under her shirt to grasp a nipple. Tweaking it.

  She squirmed in his lap as she was full out panting now. “I-I…”

  “Yes, Miss Mouthy?” he prompted. Then he let go of her nipple, plunging his fingers high again and...

  SMACK!

  His hand slapped her other ass cheek.

  Her body lurched forward as she gushed over his fingers with her juices. “N-Noahhhh.”

  “Mmm, yes?” He fucked her with his fingers and continued the thumbing of her clit.

  Heat enveloped her, as she was heading toward a climax.

  WHAP!

  He slapped her other cheek.

  “P-please…” She gasped as she squirmed again.

  He finger fucked her pussy harder and slapped her ass cheek again. “Please what, sweet cheeks?”

  “Oh, god!” she whimpered.

  “Yes, I told you I would spank you and this…Is what you get when you poke a stick at a bear.”

  SMACK!

  With the hit, his fingers went deep again hitting her g-spot.

  “Ohhh!” she came gushing cum all over his fingers.

  “Good girl,” he purred at her as he held his fingers in place, her pussy gripping them.

  After a moment, her body slumped as she lay over his lap, spent while huffing for air.

  He was chuckling now.

  “I-I never…at least I think I never?” she panted out.

  “Oh, I’ll bet you never,” he replied.

  She gasped for air and finally her heartbeat slowed to a more normal pace.

  “Ready to get on your knees?” he challenged with another chuckle.

  Her panting slowed. Oh, he so did not! She rose up and locked eyes with his. “I dare you to say it.”

  His chuckling stopped as he gazed right into her eyes. His were smoldering at her as he leaned close to her face. “Do you know how to fuck a cock with your mouth?” he asked to her lips.

  Her body trembled. Do I?

  “On your knees,” he ordered.

  Goosebumps broke out on her arms. YES! She scrambled down from the bed and stood in front of him. Bending, she was about to kneel.

  “No. The shirt needs to come off,” he growled.

  With shaky fingers, she reached up and tugged it off.

  His gaze roamed over her nude body.

  Her body heated again with his eyes wandering over her as if he were actually touching her.

  “Once we go this way, Ridge, there may be no turning back.”

  Was he going to change his mind? Dammit.

  He stood up.

  Watching him closely, she worried her lip. Is he going to leave? He had before.

  He reached down and unclasped his pants.

  Yes…

  Tugging his jeans off, he kicked them away.

  Damn, again with those powerful thighs. In the shower before, she could not stop staring at them.

  “Okay, you wanted this. Come get it.” He grinned at her.

  Her legs felt a little weak as she stepped close and grasped the waistband of his briefs, slowly peeling them down, she felt like a kid at Christmas, unwrapping a gift. She moved her body down along his legs brushing her breasts against his thighs her nipples tingling all the way down.

  Finally, she was on her knees. Her body shook. You got yourself in it now, haven’t you? She bit at her lip and gazed up.

  His cock stood straight out. Yes, she knew he was large by the way his jeans fit snugly over him and in the shower when he was bathing her, but wow. Her mouth popped open in surprise.

  He cocked his head as he still grinned at her and gave his cock a good stroke. “Gonna back out?”

  God dammit, that is sexy, pumping himself like that. Like priming a shotgun or something. She shook her head.

  Raising his brows, he stepped back and sat down.

  She stared at him…well, at his satiny, hard, thick cock.

  He curled his finger at her.

  She scooted closer. God, she was so wet now. She must have liked this kind of thing before. Or is it just him? Leaning forward, she took a taste of him by sticking her tongue out and licking the tip of him.

  His cock throbbed.

  Oh, wow.

  He grabbed her face and looked into her eyes. “You can back out you know?”

  She gazed back at him while licking her lips, and lowered her head her mouth sinking down onto him.

  He grabbed her head. “Keep your eyes on me as you suck.”

  Moisture bubbled out of her at this command. She took his full length in, forcing her head forward as she kept looking him in the eyes.

  “Damn, you with your mouth full of my cock,” he growled.

  She tingled all over at the sound of his voice. It had changed somehow, it sounded lower and more demanding. She kept stroking forward and then back.

  “Mmm,” he groaned.

  Her eyes watched his. They were the darkest green now and she got lost in them, lost in pure sensual sensation.

  He grabbed her hair. “I’m going to fuck your mouth now and I hope you’re ready. Relax your throat.”

  She tried and let herself go.

  He wrapped his hands in her long hair and watched her face. “Perfect.” He used her head and hair to do what he said he would—fuck her mouth.

  Her breathing accelerated as she fought not to close her eyes with the pleasure of it.

  “Yes, that’s it,” he urged. “What a hot mouth you have, perfect for fucking.” He sped up his rhythm.

  Her body was on fire and she didn’t know how long she could last with the sexy way he was encouraging her.

  “Play with yourself,” he ordered.

  Her eyes widened.

  “Use your fingers, reach down, and stroke your clit.”

  She did as he said. She hadn’t realize how wet she was. God, this was so nasty, so hot. Her body was so ramped up as he kept hitting her throat with his tip. Oh, she was going to come. She squirmed on her knees.

  “No…you come when I do,” he warned as if he could see inside her, knowing she was about to.

  She kept herself together, just barely.

  He fucked her mouth faster. In control of her head, mouth, her body.

  She never knew anything this hot. She struggled against the climax. Her skin was on fire and she felt like she would melt into a puddle at his feet. Her insides trembled like she was on the precipice of something so exhilarating. She tried to hang on as her entire body shuddered, her eyes swept closed to focus on keeping it back.

  “Look at me,” he instructed.

  Her eyes popped open.

  “There you are,” he purred as he fucked her face and then he slowed to a halt as he held her head in his large hands, never breaking eye contact. “Now you can come, sweet cheeks.” His body stiffened as he breathed heavily.

  She stared at this magnificent man with his deep emerald eyes, his rock hard cock in her mouth and that commanding voice. She did come too, her cum flowing over her own fingers, as she tasted his hot cum. She was climaxing as he came. No wonder he wanted her to wait. It was like having pop rocks exploding in your mouth while fireworks went off in your pussy. Oh, and the flavor of him. Did all men taste like this? Somehow, she doubted it. Moaning, she arched back a little, though he held her hair wrapped through his fingers.

  “Yes…that’s it, take it all,” he purred as she swallowed all he gave her.

  He pulled her back up and eased his cock from her mouth. Then he slowly rubbed his tip along her lips. “Your mouth painted with my cum. The way it should be.”

  Wow, the man was all out, painting her lips with his cum? She shivered again. Her panting was slowing but she still couldn’t speak. Damn, he was something else. She knew he would be like this. Somehow, she just knew.

  He leaned close as he h
efted her up to his warm chest. “Perfect for me. Just perfect.”

  CHAPTER TWELVE

  Noah knew he shouldn’t have her in his arms right now, but when she raised that fucking perfect ass in the air, it might as well been a red cape taunting a bull. He lost his mind. He also had to admit, she knew how to push his buttons. Taunting him like that with her dares. He couldn’t wait to get his hands on her sweet ass and spank her creamy skin pink. He’d never been so hot for a woman as he was for her. Then the way she took that spanking. Loving it and fighting it. He almost came when she did. So fucking sexy.

  Then he might just have to say no one had ever blown him so well. She took all he gave her and climaxed as he did. She had wanted it, he could see that now—a woman unafraid to cross barriers. He’d look for this in every woman he’d slept with and would catch a glimpse of it, but never found it. Totally without inhibitions.

  Dammit, he knew he couldn’t keep her but he just had to have her. All reasoning, logic and sense went out the window the minute he touched that sweet skin of hers. He broke all his own rules and he was about to break some more as well. He’d crossed the line now and there would be no going back to undo it. He didn’t want to undo it.

  Hell, it might turn out to be yet another regret he had to take on, but so be it. He always knew that he might be dead tomorrow. He faced that every day. So, why not take the woman he wanted? Selfish Bastard. Yes, he knew he was.

  He’d let her rest up against him for a while now. But little did she know, he wasn’t anywhere near to being done with her.

  “Mmm…” She sighed.

  He grinned. “Hey sweet cheeks, you okay?”

  Her body felt limp sitting on his lap as she nodded against his shoulder.

  He sat her up and gazed into her dazed eyes. Grasping her face, he smothered her lips with his.

  Mewling into his mouth, she hung onto him kissing him back.

  He tasted himself in her mouth, mixed with her flavor. It sent him over the edge of sanity again. He pulled away, swung her body around and laid her back. Climbing off the bed, he grabbed her ankles, tugging her to the edge. No, he wouldn’t stop now he was just getting started. Lowering his head between her trembling thighs, he took in her scent. His mouth watering from the fragrance of what could only be called ambrosia.

  He knew doing this might just send him around the bend of no return as he remembered tasting her before and how hard it’d been to leave her be after that. Like tonight, coming into her room to build the fire, then he couldn’t seem to leave.

  Noah lowered his hungry mouth to her pussy. He spread her silken folds, and taking one long swipe, he tasted honey. Gripping her thighs, so she couldn’t get away, he hungrily nibbled on her clit, plunging two fingers in and using his thumb to rub her clit button—he feasted to his own delight.

  There would be no stopping any of this now. She may regret pushing him to this, as he now knew he wouldn’t stop till he felt sated. He intended to take her in every way, in every position he could devise.

  Mindless with pent up hunger for this woman, he pumped her with his fingers to get more of her juices. He couldn’t seem to get enough of her scent nor the taste of her in his mouth.

  Her body bowed and arched almost out of his strong grip as she begged and pleaded for him to never stop. Her writhing form then seized and grew tighter in his grip as she screamed out his name with her orgasm, “Oh, oh—Harris…”

  The name she used didn’t matter, it was him doing this to her. Him that would continue to make her mindless, bringing her to heights she’d probably never known. He sucked in her cum and it didn’t appease his need. Hearing his name on her lips as she came into his mouth, made him even more aware that this was his woman and no matter what came at them from here on in, she would remain his. The hell with all the rest, he would fight it, so he could keep her.

  “H-how do you do t-that?” she asked in stuttered breaths.

  He raised his head and licked her essence from his lips.

  “You can make me come in like a minute flat!” she said with amazement.

  “Well, I hope you have more to give me, because we are not done.”

  Weakly, she raised her wobbly head to stare at him like he was crazy.

  He shrugged as he stood up and got on the bed to pull her limp body up along the mattress. “You unleashed the beast, Ridge. I tried to warn you.” He lowered his body over hers then started with her nipples, sucking one in and playing with the other between his fingers. He’d wanted to get his mouth and hands on her tits again ever since she woke him up on the couch.

  “Ohh…I-I…” Her voice faded away as her breathing sped up.

  He then switched sucking on the other and playing with the one, he’d just claimed with his mouth. Claimed is what he intended to do. Once he chose something, he went all the way and this would be no different. His hand moved down and he pressed her mound covering it. “This is mine. You are mine. I’m going to fuck you now, like I should have before.”

  Moaning and writhing on the bed, she couldn’t seem to respond.

  He didn’t need her to. He played with her clit until she was begging again. Raising her legs, he pinned them back by bending her knees. “I hope you’re ready, sweetness,” he warned.

  “Yes, yes…”

  He stroked his cock and looked down at her sweet, glistening pink pussy. He savored the moment. Yes, she was ready. He already knew once he entered her the sensation would test his endurance and will. He eased his tip in. Yes, she was more than wet enough. Without warning, he shoved up inside her in one deep thrust.

  Ridge screamed as she panted helplessly.

  He held still. He never did easy or gentle. Like an animal, he couldn’t change his spots now and especially with this woman.

  She panted heavily. “I never felt so filled…”

  He eased back and gave her another deep stroke.

  Her head thrashed back and forth on the pillow. “Unh…unh…” She grunted as he pushed deeper into her body.

  “Yes, Ridge hang on its about to get a bit rough,” he growled as he plunged deep again and eased her knees back a bit more to open her up further.

  “Oh, please…” she begged.

  He smiled. “Want me to stop?”

  “NO! Ohhh.”

  He shoved into her deep, again and again. His guess had been right… she felt just like a velvet vice. And that vice was tightening. Squeezing him so nicely, tight, fitting him like a glove. He wasn’t a small man in any way. Yes, women loved this about him but it was how a man used his body to please a woman that counted and he’d had plenty of practice. He’d never gone raw with a woman before, unsheathed. But he may not be able to have Ridge again after this, so he took the plunge, so to speak. He wanted to feel her pussy without a barrier and it was as he’d guessed—a torture of pleasure.

  Her body thrashed as she panted like a wild animal and he gave her thrust after thrust. She tried to thrust back as if she were desperate to get him deeper. It was a beautiful thing to make a woman lose it, and this woman was deeply sensual, she took all he gave and even gave back.

  Screaming, her body rose up as she grasped his face and gazed into his eyes while she came.

  Her pussy tightened on him as her blue eyes blazed with passion the color changing to a deep cobalt blue. He was reminded of just how gorgeous she was and when she came, her beauty doubled. He kissed her wrapping his tongue around hers, sucking on it. He then let go of his control and came with her. Breaking the kiss, he leaned his head back and roared while he filled her.

  Clinging to him as sweat beaded her forehead, she let out a shuddering gasp as her body nearly convulsed.

  He rested his forehead against hers.

  Opening her eyes, her gaze met his. “I may…not remember my life. B-but I know no man has ever made me feel l-like this.” Her breathless voice was filled with awe.

  “You were made for me, Ridge.”

  She gave him a lazy smile. “You’re goi
ng to stick with that name?”

  “You started a new life when I found you.”

  She blinked her eyes at this idea. “I-I did, didn’t I? And I think of you as Harris, so the same could be said for you.”

  He embraced her and laid his head on her shoulder as they remained joined with his still pulsing cock lodged in her pussy. “I realize now that is true too,” he replied as he had already broken so many of his own rules that he’d lost count.

  Wrapping her shaking arms around him, she gave him a light squeeze then her arms dropped away to plop heavily on the mattress.

  Raising his head, he looked down at her.

  She was fast asleep.

  Noah knew he should take pity on her and let her rest. Then again, he was a bastard and she was about to find out how beautiful he really was.

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  Riley awoke when her body was submerged into something warm. It felt so good and soothing. Her eyes fluttered open. She sat in a large tub. On a hard lap. Strong arms like bands of steel were a wrapped around her.

  Nuzzling her neck, his hot mouth suckled her skin there.

  “H-Harris?”

  “Mmm,” was all the reply he gave.

  “How did…?” She saw the candles around them and smelled lavender. “A bath?”

  “Mmh-hmm.” Sitting behind her, he now switched sides and continued sucking on her neck.

  Her skin tingled from his hot mouth. “D-did I pass out again?”

  He chuckled to her neck. “Yes, but not from the concussion.”

  She laughed too. “Damn, you are insatiable.”

  “That’s right.” He reached around and covered both breasts with each hand. Squeezing them. “Perfect size for me.”

  Gazing down, she watched his large hands mold themselves to her tits. “I’m sort of top heavy.”

  “No, just right.” He now tweaked her nipples with his fingers.

  Her body now became electrified as his tweaks went all the way down to her pussy muscles. She let out a moan.

  Harris grasped her hips and raised her up. “Open your pussy for me Ridge.”

  Her face heated at the order as she remembered when he’d teased her by saying open up. Finally, she got to do just that. Reaching down, she spread herself open for him.