Page 29 of Falling For My Best Friend's Brother

If Lindsay found out that I was masturbating to her brother, she’d throw a fit.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered, gluing my eyes to the counter. There was no way Knox would ever recover from this. I’d scarred the shit out of him. “I shouldn’t have.”

“I liked it.”

Blood rushed to my ears. I reached for the glass of water, gulping generously, as if it would help my sudden nervousness. When I was done, I dropped it on the table, the sound of glass hitting granite echoing through the kitchen.

My eyes lifted to look at Knox. “You liked… what?”

“I liked watching you touch yourself.”

I audibly sucked in a deep breath. This was the weirdest conversation I’d ever had, and the least likely I ever expected.

“I don’t know what to say to that.”

He drew closer to me, taking slow and tentative steps. “In fact, Nina, I liked it so much that I think I want to see it again.”

We were treading dangerous water; even I could see that. Saying that I didn’t want what he wanted would be a lie, but there was a line we shouldn’t cross.

“Knox…”

In one quick move, he was in front of me, so close that my head was level with his chest, and I could smell his cologne. A subtle yet captivating aroma, woodsy and fresh, enveloped the space between us.

“I know,” he breathed, bending over to my eyeline so that I wouldn’t have to strain my neck to look up at him. “It’s crazy and all shades of wrong, but I haven’t been able to stop thinking about how beautiful you looked last night, Nina. Seeing you there like that, it did something to me.” A muscle ticked in his jaw just as he came even closer. “I haven’t been able to stop wanting you.”

I sunk my teeth into my bottom lip, my heart racing. My cheeks flushed at his praise and at the sensation of his hungry eyes on my skin.

Knox wanted me. It was all I could think of. A man like him, who was so mature and intelligent and all around perfect, wanted someone likeme. As this thought settled in, a warm sensation spread through my chest, like a gentle embrace that lifted my spirits. A surge of excitement coursed through myveins, causing my heart to beat faster. I could almost feel the rush of adrenaline, as if my body was preparing for something extraordinary. No wonder my wild side suddenly made an appearance

“Let’s say I wanted you too,” I let out in the huskiest tone I could muster, brushing my lips against his. “What would you do to me?”

Knox raised one hand, brushed my hair to the side and began to trail sweet kisses along the side of my neck.

“First, I’d kiss you here.” His lips kissed and nibbled and when I felt his wet tongue flicker against my pulse, my pussy clenched. “Then I would kiss you here.” He thumbed my lower lip, cupping my jaw in the process as he angled my head to one side, dipped his head and sealed his lips over my own.

I’d kissed several men, but none of them worked it harder or better than Knox did. My body sagged, melting against him. It started sweet and soft, with him flicking his tongue against mine, exploring the recesses of my mouth. He swept his tongue along the seam until I parted them and allowed him entry. Then it changed.

There was nothing gentle about the way Knox was kissing me. He took me, brutally, as if this was the last time he would ever kiss anyone. With every stroke of his tongue, my pussy flared with liquid heat, and Knox’s mouth muffled my moans as my head spun with euphoria.

Knox pulled away with a guttural groan. “Goddamn, Nina. You taste sweeter than I imagined.”

My chest heaved. I had no doubt my eyes reflected my ravenous desires. “What next? There has to be more.” It was a desperate plea. Apparently, shame had left the building.

A wicked smile spread Knox’s lips widely. His hands raked over my hip and up my stomach, then up to cup my heavy breasts.

He growled deeply. “I’ve imagined doing this since the moment I walked through those doors. You’re a fucking sight to behold—a fucking princess. Take this off.”

I held up my hands for him to rip the shirt off my body, spinning around to press my back against the counter.

Knox licked his lips hungrily, eyes glued to my breasts. “They’re so beautiful. You’re beautiful.”

At the risk of sounding vain, I knew my breasts were beautiful. They were big too. Puberty had hit me earlier and harder than any of the girls in school. No wonder I’d had so many enemies. Big tits, nice ass,andrich parents? I was the definition of blessed. Getting naked was not a problem for me—I was not insecure about my body, but no one had ever looked at my body the way Knox was just then.

Without a warning, he latched onto my nipple, causing a loud moan to tear from my throat. I welcomed the warm feeling of his mouth, pushing my breasts into his greedy mouth even more.

“Knox, please.” My skin burned with equal parts shame and desire. This should feel wrong, but it might just be the craziest and most intense pleasure I’d ever felt, which was ridiculous in itself because he was only sucking my nipple.

When Knox ripped my pants off my body in one fluid move and slid a thick finger inside me, fireworks erupted in my core. Encouraged by my body’s reaction, he proceeded to fuck me with his finger, and I lost myself in the wonderful feelings he was evoking in me.

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