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Of course I did. It was the first time I could just be me all summer. Brook had come over, and we were sunning ourselves out on the pool deck. The bright, toasty sun had been high in the sky, and I dozed as Brook was sucked into one of her fairy tales she loved to read. Then I woke up soaking wet in the freezing pool. Well, it was freezing compared to how warm the sun was. I sputtered and almost drowned after my brother had thrown me in. Raiden had jumped in to save me as Tyler laughed his head off at his prank.
Rai's hands steadied me as he pulled me close. He had no issue touching the bottom in the deeper waters. So I had clung to him, my hard nipples had unabashedly pressed into his chest, my legs wrapped around his middle. Sex was the furthest thing from my mind, though. No, I was going to murder my sibling. As soon as we reached the ladder, I had yanked myself from the cold water and went after Ty. It had been an epic dunking session as I used everything I had learned against him, and only looking back now did I realize Raiden never left the pool.
"Yeah." I nodded, pulled back to the present as he ghosted his fingers over my skin.
"Well, then you'll remember I didn't get out of the pool for a while," he said. He flushed slightly as he looked everywherebut at me. "It was because the feel of you in my arms had my hormones raging, and all my caveman mind wanted to do was toss you over my shoulder, take you into the pool house, and show you what you had done to me. It was insane. You were my best friend's little sister, and suddenly you were all grown up in a woman's body that I couldn't ignore."
"You were distant for a while after that day. I thought you hated me."
"I couldn't trust myself," he admitted.
"What changed?"
"At first I found girls that reminded me of you. One after another, they weren't scarce once I became a firefighter. But they were never enough—" he trailed off.
I didn't like him talking about other girls. Yeah, it was in the past, and I was being a complete hypocrite because I couldn't even count how many guys I had slept with during the same time period.
"I couldn't stay away from you, so I started having small conversations with you, then eventually coaxed your number out of you and texted you random thoughts throughout the day. It made me feel close to you."
My fingers drifted over his abs as I found the bottom of his shirt. "I remember that." I slid my hand under the fabric against his smooth skin, my mind not fully on our conversation, or really so much on his words that I realized we both had wasted so much time. "That was when you started acting like Ty and making sure I was safe every single day. Little check-ins."
"My feelings were not on the same level as a brother. It was all I allowed myself. My friendship with your brother meant a lot to me, he was my first friend after my parents adopted me. I couldn't ruin it by lusting after his sister."
"Why now?" I circled his nipple, feeling it pebble beneath my touch. His slightly hitched breath told me he liked it.
"Your brother suggested it," he said. That was not what I expected. I paused my exploration of his chest as I met his soft gray eyes.
"That’s a mood killer," I murmured. My brother was trying to pimp me out. He didn't like my choice of sex partners, so he suggested his best friend.
"Not like that, not really," he said, reading my mind, or maybe the emotions painted on my face.
"He knew I liked you. He just said nothing about it. So he said he'd be okay with it if I dated you." His large hand circled to the back of my neck, his thumb still on the corner of my jaw. "Can we stop talking about your brother?"
After that, he was kissing me, and my head was spinning. As our lips danced and our hands wandered. I almost pinched myself again. I swung my leg over his lap and straddled him, the evidence of his desire settled hard between my legs. He groaned as I shifted over him. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of my ass, holding me still.
"I will not last if you keep squirming on my lap," he said against my swollen lips.
"Well, lucky for you, I want you inside of me when you lose control," I replied.
My hand snaked between us as I made quick work of his jeans. I lifted slightly, and he pushed them down, now only in his boxers beneath me. If I thought I could feel him before, this was completely different as I settled on him again. But I didn't grind into him like I wanted to. Instead, I lifted my shirt over my head, then reached for him. I wanted to feel his skin against mine.
His large hands covered both of my breasts as he massaged them. He rolled my hard nipples between his fingers, making them achy and heavy in his palms. My hips moved against him, searching for the friction I craved. He groaned and tweaked my nipples between his thumb and forefinger before releasing me,sending a shockwave of pleasure all the way to my center. A low moan twirled in the air between us, and I wasn't sure who had made the sound.
"I'm going to tear these off if you don't take them off right now," he growled, his fingers hooking inside the band of my pants.
He didn't have to tell me twice, and I scrambled from his lap like an inexperienced teen and shed my clothing as quickly as possible. Beneath hooded eyes, I watched as he freed his monster of a cock. It jutted proudly out, and my stomach gave a little flip at the thought of him inside of me. He circled his width and stroked himself as I watched. A bead of pre-cum appeared on the tip, and he swiped it off and down the length of him. All along, he kept his hungry gaze on me, standing naked in front of him.
"Come here," he commanded, his voice full of gravel. It did funny things to my insides as I did what he ordered. I wanted him to take control, tell me what to do. His fingers dove into my wetness, and he ran a single finger up to my clit. "Don't come until I tell you to."
He still stroked himself as I knelt over his lap, his touch the only thing I could focus on.
"Does that feel good?"
I hummed out a response, and his touch stopped.
"I asked a question."
Seeking friction, I angled my hips against his paused hand.
