Page 5 of Kissing My Brother's Best Friend

"So fucking tight," I tell her again, kissing along her jaw. "Do you have any idea how long I've wanted this?"

"No idea," she gasps, clutching my shoulders, eyes still fixed on where we’re joined.

"Years, Anna."

She meets my eyes now, shocked, but before she can respond, I roll my hips, rocking in and out of her. My thrusts are slow at first, but as I start to get used to her grip on me, they become faster and deeper.

Her ass slides across the counter, and after a moment, I slap a palm on the mirror and push forward, changing the angle and making Anna’s eyes roll back in her head.

I don’t blame her. It's so damn good. Better than I've ever imagined.

"Yes," she says, wrapping her legs around me even tighter, heels bumping against my lower back. I give in and push her tank top up, inwardly yelling for joy when I see she isn’t wearing a bra. I’m hungry to see every inch of her, including her soft, round tits and pink nipples, bouncing as I slam into her.

I fuck her, keeping steady, kissing her when her cries get too loud and swallowing down the hot-as-hell sounds she’s making for me. I catch my own reflection in the mirror. The sight of what I’m doing to her, my body pounding into her as she fights to stay seated on the counter, is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, and I have to bite the inside of my cheek so I don’t come immediately.

Anna turns to look, too, barely able to crane her neck far enough, but she’s equally affected by what she sees—her legs wrapped tight around my waist, tank top pushed up over her bouncing tits, jeans in a heap on the floor, and her panties discarded nearby. I can see my muscles strain as I piston into her, and Anna makes a small noise of pleasure at the sight.

I'm so close to coming that I can't think straight. I have to get her there first, and while she’s enjoying every second of this, I need to speed it up. I slide one hand between her thighs, and my fingers find her clit, rubbing it in fast, frantic circles.

"Come for me," I say slowly. "Come on. Come around my cock."

A second later, her orgasm hits. Anna’s thighs shake, and her body arches like she’s electrified, pussy milking my cock so hard I can barely catch my breath. My hips slam into her as I fuck her hard and deep, not holding back anymore. She’s coming for me, and I’m about to fill her up.

I come with a low groan, pushing myself all the way inside of her and letting out a ragged breath. "Fuck, Anna" are the only words I can manage.

We’re both still shuddering from the aftershocks, and I kiss her softly, every inch of her skin I can reach. Her arms are around my neck now, pressing us together as we come down from our shared high. I never want it to end. I never want to let her go.

But nothing can last forever. Anna says, “I don’t think I can stand. Can you help me?”

And that’s when I know it’s time to return to reality.

3

ANNA

Liam laughs softly and helps me up, then grabs a wad of toilet paper to clean me up. The gesture is so normal that it's almost comical compared to what just happened—-the culmination of all my wildest fantasies. "So, uh..."

"Years?" I ask, incredulous, as I try to straighten my clothes and hair.

It takes him a beat to understand what I'm talking about, but when he does, he looks away. How in the hell can he be flustered after what he just did to me? "Yeah. Brody would kill me if he knew, but yeah."

I’m skeptical as I look him over, but I don't sense a lie. "Me too," I admit. "For, like, forever. So it looks like Brody would kill us both."

"Looks that way."

We're quiet for a few seconds, and then we both laugh at the same time.

"What now?" I ask. "I mean, what are we going to say to everyone?"

Liam shrugs. "We say nothing. We went to check on Brody but couldn't find him. Now we're looking."

"And the kissing part?"

"Not relevant to the search mission."

"I like how you think."

He grins at me, and I lean forward and press a soft kiss against his mouth. "We should go find Brody."

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