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  I wanted him to kiss me more than anything. I wanted him to touch me so desperately .

  He took a step closer narrowing the gap between us. Our bodies were so close I could feel his warmth, and I could smell the beer on his breath .

  Doug reached out and touched my shoulder, letting his hand slide down my arm. My body warmed and tingled everywhere. He paused, before wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me so close our bodies touched. I was hyper aware of where my breasts where resting against his chest .

  My breath was caught in my throat. I was motionless… and confused .

  He placed his hand on my back and guided me away from the house. He stopped once we were out of view .

  It was so dark where he’d taken me that I could barely see anything except for his sparkling eyes. Doug glanced over his shoulder and when he turned back towards me, he slid his hands on either side of my face. He tilted my head so I was forced to look up at him .

  “I can’t believe I’m going to do this, but I need to,” he said, softly .

  Before I knew what was happening he pressed his lips to mine. Our mouths moving feverishly against one another .

  His lips were softer than I had imagined. Our tongues glided perfectly against one another. I felt as though I could not get enough .

  Doug’s lips moved to my chin and then hungrily down my neck. He slid his hand around my waist and pulled me closer. Our bodies were so close I could feel his erection pressing against my lower stomach .

  I had a sudden urge to reach and feel his cock, but I resisted. I held back, or rather, I came to my senses .

  “Wait,” I said, stepping a few inches back. When I saw the fire in his eyes, I leaned forward and kissed him again. He pressed his mouth hard against mine, probably in an attempt to silence me. Maybe he already could sense what I was about to say, and I’d imagine somewhere inside, he knew we couldn’t continue. I stepped back further. “Doug, I can’t .

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  Lissa

  D oug stepped closer. “Lissa,” he said, taking my hand into his. “We can .”

  I shook my head, but it was a sad attempt. Anyone could see through it. Surely he could see what I really wanted even if I hadn’t said it .

  “We should. You’re so fucking beautiful. I can’t resist. I want you. I need you. I know you feel it too.” He put his hand on my ass and curled his finger down until I was sure he could feel the wetness that had soaked through my jeans. “You want me too .”

  It was true. Oh, dear God, it was true. I wanted him so fucking bad .

  “It doesn’t matter what we want,” I said, biting my lip lightly when he touched my asshole through my jeans. “We can’t… we just can’t .”

  I sucked in a deep breath and forced myself to take several steps away from him. I looked down noticing the huge bulge in his pants even in the darkness. It took actual willpower to stop myself from reaching out and making him happy .

  I’ve known him for years, I didn’t want to hurt his feelings or disappoint him. Especially when I didn’t want to be disappointed either .

  “Cal will be back any second,” I said, hoping that would bring him to his senses without having to recite the other forty-some reasons why we shouldn’t. I couldn’t ever let him know that one of the biggest reasons was because I’d never done it before. That I was a virgin .

  “Goddammit. You’re right,” he said. “Fuck.” Doug adjusted himself. “Another time ?”

  “Maybe,” I said, with a tight-lipped smile. What I really wanted to tell him was to take me in the fucking yard .

  He leaned forward and kissed me. His lips lingered. It seemed as though he wanted to savor the moment just as much as I did .

  My twitched when I felt his hand sliding between our bodies down between my legs. My jeans were soaked, but it didn’t stop him. If anything, it fueled him .

  He roughly moved his hand back and forth, pressing hard against the wet fabric. I didn’t tell him to stop, instead, arched my back and shifted my hips forward .

  Doug grabbed my hand and put it on top of his pants so I could feel the rock-hard bulge he was packing. It was the first time I’d felt a cock with my hand .

  I was surprised by how hard and thick it felt through his pants. It felt so large I wasn’t exactly sure how something like that could fit inside me .

  He stroked my pussy harder and faster as he grinded his cock against my hand. His touch was driving me absolutely crazy. I wiggled and writhed against his hand wishing we could rip off all our clothing I could feel him inside me .

  “Doug,” I whispered .

  “Yes,” he groaned as his cock throbbed .

  “Remember when I said we should stop ?”

  “Mmm-hmm ?”

  I released a soft moan from between my lips. “Well, I was wrong. Don’t stop. Whatever you do, don’t fucking stop .”

  I’d worry about the ramifications of my choices later. At that moment, I knew I was close to the edge, and I wanted Doug to take me there. I didn’t care if he was pope let alone my brother’s best friend. The only thing I cared about was our moment together .

  “Are you going to come for me?” Doug whispered softly into my ear. “God I’d love to watch you come .”

  “Oh God,” I moaned as I rolled my hips harder against his fingers. It was almost as if I had no control over my body, lust and desire had taken charge .

  Doug held my body tighter so he could work his fingers harder. His hand slid back and forth, round and round, all while he kept his eyes on me .

  He reached around my body and slid his hand up my shirt. I could feel the cool air against my stomach. His hand slid up my body and over the curve of my tit. He groaned when his thumb found my hard, aching nipple .

  “I just have to touch you,” he said, as slid his hand down the front of my jeans, and inside my underwear. The second his rough finger touched my pussy every muscle in my body tensed. “You’re so fucking wet .”

  His fingers moved around my clit, rolling and flicking as he pinched my nipple. The arousal was overwhelming. It was almost too much to bear .

  “Come for me, baby. Come all over my hand,” Doug said, moving his hand so fast it felt as though it was vibrating .

  “Oh Doug,” I whispered. I wanted to scream his name, but somehow, I managed not to. “Oh, God. I’m coming !”

  I reached out as if I needed something to hold on to, but there wasn’t anything but air. Doug was driving my orgasm, and all I could do was stand there with weak knees and take what he had to give .

  “Oh God!” I squeaked as fire surged through my body. I writhed uncontrollably, pushing my backside against his hard cock .

  It felt as though I’d exploded and my body tingled with a bliss I’d never experienced before. The feeling was addicting. I already wanted more .

  “Fuck, that was so hot. I only wish my cock would have been what made you come .”

  I turned around and suddenly remembered every reason why I should have stopped him .

  “Shit!” I said, adjusting my clothing. I was pissed off at myself for not having been stronger. I should have stopped it. How had I let Doug finger fuck me in my brother’s backyard? “What the fuck are we going to do now ?”

  Doug smiled and kissed the top of my head. He grabbed my hand and put it on his still erect cock .

  I didn’t pull away. He stared at me, and I bit my lip while stroking his length through his pants .

  “I have to my cock inside you,” Doug whispered close to my ear. His breath against the side of my neck reignited the ember that still glowed .

  “I can’t… I’ve never — ”

  “Doug?” Cal called out. “Are you out here ?”

  Doug held still. After a few seconds, the back door slid shut, and I could hear someone walking on the patio .

  “Goddammit!” Doug grumbled. “Hide over there .”

  I ran off to the side of the house pressing my back to the siding. Doug lit up another cigarette and sta
rted pacing .

  “I’m over here. Just trying to secretly have a smoke,” Doug said, waving his cigarette in the air .

  “You need to cut that shit out, man,” Cal said, flapping his hand at the smoke floating through the air .

  I watched them, my heart racing. The last thing I wanted was my brother to see me. My breathing was so loud I was afraid he’d hear me .

  “Yeah, yeah, I know. I will,” Doug said, taking a quick drag before putting out the cigarette on the patio. “Let’s go inside. Game still on ?”

  “Fourth quarter. Bears are losing their asses .”

  “Of course they are,” Doug chuckled as he glanced over towards the side of the house before stepping inside .

  I stood there frozen for a solid twenty minutes before deciding to make my way inside. I opened the door as quietly as I could and tip-toed past the living room where they were sitting .

  Cal’s head jerked to the side. “You’re back .”

  “Yeah. Looks like the party is over.” I glanced at Doug briefly, but he kept his eyes glued to the screen .

  “Doug’s still here,” Cal said, turning back toward the game .

  “Sorry. I was bored .”

  “You need some friends,” Cal said, with a snicker. He bopped Doug on the shoulder when he didn’t join in .

  Doug laughed. “Yeah, you do .”

  I rolled my eyes at both of them. How kind of the guy that just fucked me with his fingers to say .

  “So, do you,” I retorted and went up the stairs two at a time. I just wanted to get away from the whole situation .

  Cal laughed again, but this time Doug didn’t .

  5

  Doug

  A fter I helped Cal to bed, I went to the bathroom and took a long piss. Clearly, I’d had too much to drink, but I was feeling much closer to normal. And no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop thinking about Lissa .

  I wanted to slide my hands over her every curve. To watch those perky tits bounce as I fucked every way I could imagine .

  My cock throbbed at the thought. I folded up my clothes and tucked myself back into my boxers .

  Was she up in her room thinking about me? Maybe she had her fingers up that sweet little pussy imagining it was my cock .

  I shook my head at myself. I was losing my mind. She wasn’t thinking about me .

  I laid down on the sofa and pulled the afghan down off the back. My eyes closed, but the visions of Lissa only became clearer .

  Goddammit!

  She was a fucking woman. When had that happened? Why hadn’t I noticed sooner ?

  Yeah, she was younger, but it didn’t matter to me. She was smart and sassy… and that mouth. God, I’d kill to see her lips wrapped around my cock, her eyes shifting up to look at me .

  Jesus.

  I placed my hand on my cock, willing it to calm down, but it was so hard. Harder than it’s ever been .

  I should have been sleeping. Tomorrow was going to be a busy day at the office. I had to fix an issue with one of the databases and then debug the code for an app that was going live in three days. But instead of stressing about work, I was laying here imagining Lissa’s naked body riding my cock .

  I hated the fact that she was up there all alone. She could be in my arms. I don’t know why I had such a strong need to be with her. It wasn’t like me. I’d never felt this way about anyone .

  Not only did I want to fuck her brains out, but I also wanted to take care of her. I wanted to make her happy .

  “Ugh!” I groaned as I turned over onto my side. I squeezed my eyelids together tightly, but it only made everything worse. I had to see her .

  I sat up and adjusted my cock. My eyes shifted towards Cal’s bedroom door. I could hear his loud snoring .

  I stood up and quietly made my way up the stairs .

  6

  Lissa

  M y room was dark, lit only by the moonlight when I woke suddenly. I was about to let out a scream when I saw a shadowy figure moving across the floor towards my bed .

  A hand reached out and lightly covered my mouth. I instantly recognized the blue eyes looking at me. “Shh! It’s just me .”

  “Why are you in my room? And why are you still here?” I asked keeping my voice low .

  “I told Cal I was too drunk to drive and he offered me the sofa. An offer I couldn’t refuse,” he said, grinning .

  I tilted my head to the side. “This isn’t the sofa .”

  I pulled my blanket over myself, suddenly conscious of what I was wearing. If I had known I’d have company, I’d probably have worn something else. All I had on was an old body-hugging t-shirt with a hole in the sleeve and my underwear. Even though I was sitting there with the guy who gave me my first orgasm, I still felt under-dressed .

  “I hated how we left things. Can we talk? I’m totally sober now,” Doug said .

  “I’m not going to tell anyone what happened if that’s what you’re worried about. I don’t want Cal to find out either.” I exhaled slowly. “It was just an accident. Shit happens. You were drunk. I was lonely. Trust me, I’m totally over it .”

  “Well, I’m not over it. Can I sit ?”

  I shrugged. “I suppose. Where is Cal? What time is it ?”

  “It’s late. He went to bed… passed out. Cal kept drinking even after I stopped. I don’t think he’s going to wake up anytime soon .”

  The bed squeaked when Doug sat down. I cringed at how loud it sounded, even though it probably wasn’t .

  “I know this is going to sound totally crazy, but I can’t stop thinking about you. You’re in my every thought. I’ve known you for so long, and now this. I’ve been fantasizing about what you were up here doing, and if you were thinking about me .”

  “Not really,” I lied. I had, in fact, I’d probably only managed to fall asleep a short time ago because of how much Doug had been consuming my thoughts .

  “Oh,” Doug said, and I could actually hear the disappointment in his voice. “I guess I must have misread the whole situation. It seemed like you were into me just as much as I’m into you. You were so fucking wet. I just thought ….”

  I turned toward him slightly. “Well, I did enjoy it, but I know this can’t happen. You have a life, a job, and I’m still trying to figure out what I’m going to do. I only get one year off before college, and I don’t even know what I’m going to go for .”

  “You’ll figure it out. When I went I didn’t know either,” Doug said, taking my hand into his .

  My insides tingled at his touch. Visions of his hands all over my body popped into my head, and I felt that same twinge I’d felt before between my legs. I shifted my legs nervously .

  He reached out and twisted my hair between his fingers. It was almost as if he could tell where my mind had gone .

  His hand moved over my shoulder, and my whole body ignited. He looked so good in his tight boxers. His thick cock filling stretching the fabric so far it looked like the seams could bust .

  Doug put his thumb on my chin and tilted my face towards his. “Like it ?”

  He was grinning. Clearly he’d caught me staring at his cock .

  “Well, I ….”

  “Go ahead,” he said. “If you want to of course .”

  I tightened my hands into fists under the blanket, so I didn’t reach out for it. I was nervous, but God, I wanted to feel it .

  Outside I’d had his pants between my hand and his cock, but this was different. His boxers were so thin .

  If I told him I’d never been with anyone before, that I’d never even touched a cock before, he’d probably lose interest. He’d laugh at me and leave the room. It would be so embarrassing. I’d never be able to look him in the eyes again .

  “OK. I’m sorry I came up here. I guess I was wrong, but Lissa, please, I don’t want things to be weird between us. I think you’re great. You’re so beautiful. I didn’t mean for any of this to go to a place that made you this uncomfortable. We’ll just never talk of any
of this again. Goodnight,” he said, placing a gentle kiss on the top of my head .

  Doug stood up, and I couldn’t take my eyes off of the bulge in his boxers. He was so ready for me. I couldn’t believe anyone would have that much desire for me. Doug wasn’t just some dumb kid, he was a man, and his erection was because of me .

  He walked across the floor quietly and reached out his hand for the doorknob. It felt as though something had taken over my body. The word just came out before I’d even considered it .

  “Wait,” I whispered .

  7

  Lissa

  D oug turned and stared at me. He looked confused, but he didn’t say anything. He just stood there looking incredible, waiting for me to speak .

  His hair was wild. I wondered if he’d been tossing and turning on the sofa thinking about me before he decided to come up here. Maybe he’d debated about whether or not he should .

  I wanted to twist my fingers into his messy hair. I wanted to feel his tight muscles under my fingertips. But most of all, I wanted to know what it would feel like to have his hard, enormous cock inside my pussy .

  But there were so many reasons we shouldn’t. Cal was a big one and my inexperience being another .

  Something came over me, and I climbed out of bed. My knees felt weak as I walked over to him. I felt so small standing next to him .

  He looked down into my eyes, and then his eyes shifted down to my tits. I could feel my nipples pressing against the fabric of my t-shirt begging for his touch. There was no doubt in my mind that he noticed .

  “It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just, you know, the whole situation with Cal and everything. It’s weird and wrong .”

  “It’s not wrong.” Doug shook his head .

  Cal was just downstairs. He’d lose his shit if he knew Doug was up in my room .

  “I can’t control how I fell about you, Lissa,” Doug said. “I just know I want you more than anything. You’re just so fucking hot… standing there in that practically see-through t-shirt. It’s killing me that I’m not kissing every inch of your body. I want to feel your skin against mine. My tongue gliding over your nipple. It feels like my cock is going to explode .”