Page 11 of Summer with a Brother's Best Friend
We walk along the familiar shore, the waves crashing softly on the sand. It’s beautiful out even if it’s still humid.
The silence between us is comfortable, and I slip my hand into Isaac’s like I’ve done a thousand times. It’s not my hand to hold, but I can’t help myself, and if the way his fingers lace with mine is any indication, he can’t either.
“I was thinking…” I start and he chuckles, his teeth white in the moonlight as he smiles at me.
“How much trouble are you going to get us in now?”
I shrug. “I don’t know, but I don’t think I care,” I say, pulling us to a stop. He doesn’t let go of my hand, instead twisting it behind me so our interlocked fingers rest on my lower back, his other palm cradling on my hip.
“No?”
“No.” He teases the hem of my shirt, the roughness of his skin against the smoothness of mine. “I can’t stop thinking about that day, andGod,do I want that again. But more.”
“I’ve never been so turned on by massage in my life,” he rasps.
“Me either. I missed you so much.”
“But you’re leaving,” he says while dragging me until we’re pressed together, chest to chest all the way down to our toes, my back arching just so I can meet his gaze.
“And we could have an incredible summer.”
“I hated letting you go once already. It still hurts, Reece.”
“I know.”
“So what are we gonna do? Just flirt and fuck and say goodbye when our time comes to an end?”
He meant the words to be harsh, but I can’t deny the way hearing him sayfuckhas my panties absolutely soaked. His cock is hard between us, and I rock my hips against him to make sure he knows how badly I want him.
“I know it’s going to hurt when I leave, but I can’t be close to you every day and not feel your hands on me.” His lips ghost over my pulse utterly hammering in my throat, my eyelids fluttering shut as I squeeze my thighs together, unabashedly desperate for him.
“God, Reece, you feel so damn good, but we shouldn’t?—”
“I don’t care that we shouldn’t. Just tell me that you want to,” I beg as he trails hot, open-mouth kisses along the underside of my jaw, forcing me to tilt my head back with a gasp and a moan.
“You know I want to.” His tongue follows the same path as his lips, pulling my earlobe between his teeth and nibbling enough to make me squirm.
“Then take me home, strip me down, and spread me wide, Isaac. Make me scream your name.”
“Fucking hell,” he groans a second before his lips crash over mine, his hand on my hip moving to grip my ass and grind me against the hardness of his erection. Isaac’s tongue teases the seam of my lips with one quick swipe before plunging inside my mouth and ravaging every available inch.
He tastes like mint and smells like the faintest bit of sunscreen, but mostly, he smells likehim—the way he always has—comfort warring with lust as he releases my hand to grip my ass and pull me up his body. My fingers tangle in his hair, pulling and angling him closer until he’s cursing into my mouth, carrying me and stumbling up the path to the main road.
We’d done the sex in the sand thing exactly one time our senior year, and there had been no orgasms that night until after we’d thoroughly rinsed off because…ouch.Some people might have mastered that, but we’d been too frantic and had no desire to try again. I want to laugh at the memory, but the anticipation of finally having him inside me is too overwhelming.
Isaac stops at the top of the path and lets me slide down his body. “I should have gotten you off at the beach.”
“Make it up to me at your house,” I breathe, gripping his hard-on through the soft fabric of his shorts.
“Think we’ll make it?” he asks, already pulling me along, his fingers tightening around mine.
“Definitely there,” I tease, making him turn his head to look at me, “but I can’t make any promises as to what will happen as soon as the door closes behind us.”
“Well, I can, and I can assure you, you’re gonna have a hard time walking tomorrow.”
“You say the sweetest things, Isaac Nowak.”
“You haven’t heard anything yet. Now get your sweet ass in the car before I fuck you against it.”
