Page 14 of Dating Her Brother's Best Friend

He tips my head back, studying me. "You wanted me to see you, but I've always seen you, Caroline. I've never seen anything but you. I didn't want you to feel like you had to choose between me and school." He grimaces. "And I didn't want to piss off your brother. But the reasons don't matter. I should have told you that I’d deal with Asa. I should have told you that I’d be right here, waiting for you to get back from college. I should have told you that I’d wait forever if that’s what it took.” He exhales a breath, his eyes locked on my face. “I should have told you that I’ve been in love with you since the day I met you."

For years, I've dreamed of this moment. I imagined what it would sound like to hear those words from his lips. I thought about where we'd be, what I'd be wearing… how I'd respond. I had it all planned out in my head. But as soon as he says them, everything just fades away. I forget everything I want to say. I forget where we are. I forget myself.

The only thing I can do is crush my mouth to his, desperate for him to kiss me now that I know I'm the one he loves. I'm not wrecking anything. We're building it. Together.

He growls low in his throat, dragging me closer. His tongue touches my bottom lip, setting me on fire, and then slips into my mouth to tangle with mine.

"Goddamn," he groans, one hand sliding down my body, leaving a trail of fire in his wake. He grips my ass, yanking me closer. “I can’t fucking wait to get my hands on you, Caroline. I’ve spent every damn day since I met you fantasizing about you in my bed.”

“M-me too.” I grip his shoulders, pressing myself as close to him as I can get. “I don’t want to wait any longer, Jeremy. I need you.”

“Fuck. You need me, sweets?”

“Yes. So bad.”

He nips my bottom lip before pulling away. Before I can even miss him, he shoves the door to my office closed and flips the lock. His wild eyes meet mine, his pupils blown wide with desire, his cheeks flushed. “I hope like hell there aren’t cameras in this office, baby,” he practically purrs, gently pressing me back against the wall. “Or you’re going to be in the principal’s office come morning.”

“There aren’t any cameras.” I gasp, shivering as he slips his hand down my belly, his eyes locked on mine.

“Good. Because I’ve made you wait long enough. I’m going to give you what you need right here, right now, and then I’m taking you home with me to finish what I start.” His lips kick up in a grin, his fingers teasing at the waistband of my skirt. “Don’t make a sound, Caroline. I already have to explain too much shit to Simon. I am not explaining anything about this to any of the kids who may still be in this building.”

“There shouldn’t be any kids left in the building,” I say, but he’s right. We do need to be careful because this is not the time orplace for this. But I can’t wait. I need him to touch me. I need to know this is real. I just needhim.I’ve always needed him.

He slips his hand beneath the waistband of my skirt, his gaze tangled with mine. My breath hitches, catching in my throat.

“I love you,” he whispers. “Like goddamn crazy, sweets.”

“I love you, Jeremy.”

His fingers slide down the silk of my panties.

I bite my tongue, fighting back a sob of anticipation.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, you know that? Every damn time I see you, my fucking cock aches.” He touches the seam of my panties, his nostrils flaring. “Christ, Caroline,” he rasps. “You’re drenched.”

“I… I know,” I whimper, clinging to him like a lifeline. If I let go, I may crumble at his feet, too turned on to hold myself upright. “I’m like this every time I look at you.”

“Jesus.” He wraps his hand around my throat, tipping my head back. “I fucking love knowing that.”

“I…” Whatever I was going to say gets lost as he grinds his thumb against the seam of my panties, sending a jolt of intense pleasure through me. I bite my tongue, stifling a cry of ecstasy.

“Fuck.” His mouth comes down on mine, his kiss searing. “I can’t wait to get you home so you can be as loud as you want.” He flicks my panties aside, parting my slit with his thumb.

I whimper into his mouth, my knees trembling.

They give out entirely when he rubs a circle around my clit, sending shards of pleasure dancing through my system.

“Jeremy,” I whisper, panicked, as an intense orgasm immediately begins clawing its way through me, more massive than anything I’ve ever given myself. “I can’t!”

“Yeah, you can.” He nips my bottom lip, slowly pressing a finger inside me. “Give it to me, Caroline. We both know how much you want to give it to me.”

He’s right. Damn him, he’s right. I’ve been his since the very beginning. I sob against his lips, melting against him, melting into him… giving him everything as he kisses me as if he never intends to stop. His thumb runs in relentless circles around my clit, his finger slowly thrusting in and out of my body.

The pressure builds to a fever pitch, tipping me right over the edge into oblivion. I cling to him as ecstasy crashes through my veins like lightning, sending flows of electricity through my entire system. I writhe in sweet torment, gasping his name.

“Perfect,” he breathes, working me through it with his lips against mine and my body cradled to his chest. “You’re so fucking perfect, sweets.”

No, I’m not. I’m just a woman, wildly in love with her brother’s best friend. But this moment with him? This is perfect.

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