Best Friend's Brother #3 (Best Friend's Brother Romance Series - Book #3) (8 page)

“God Alexa…you’re the sexiest woman on the planet.
”
 
We lay there like
that for a long time. I thought he’d fallen asleep so I was surprised by the
sound of his voice when he said, “Will you stay with me tonight?”

I wanted to stay forever. I nodded and he smiled. I
think I may have wanted him again already. I was turning into some kind of sex
fiend. I had just never felt this way about anyone before.

“You
wanna
take a shower
with me?” he asked.

“Um…I’ve never taken a shower with anyone before.”

He laughed and then lowering his voice into a
conspiratorial whisper he said, “I’ve seen you naked so it’s okay.”

I poked him in the ribs and said, “Now who’s the smart
ass?”

“Let’s take a shower. I’ll keep my hands to myself.”

“You won’t even touch me to wash my back?”

He let one foot drop off the couch. Before he swung
the other one down he said, “Nope, not even if you beg me.”

It was my turn to laugh. “I just might,” I said.

******

By the time I got to the bathroom, Ian had the water
warmed up and the steam was already filling the little room. He was still fully
naked…we both were. I wasn’t ashamed of my body, but I wasn’t used to walking
around nude with another person either. So, although we just had some amazing
sex, I was a little bit shy about it. I surmised that Ian must like it. He was
already at half-mast again.

“After you,” he said when it was ready.

I stepped underneath the warm water. It felt really
good. I felt Ian slip in behind me. I stood there for a minute, slicking my
hair back and getting my body wet and then I changed places with him
.
 
He wet his hair and
body and then reached for the shelf behind me to get the soap. He leaned in for
a kiss as he did and I felt his erection brush against my hip. He wasn’t just
at half anything anymore. He pulled his arm back and instead of producing a bar
of soap, he pulled me up against him and kissed me again. I ran my hands down
his back and to his cheeks. I squeezed and massaged them as we kissed and the
warm water cascaded across us. He had one hand on the small of my back and I
felt him slide it down and grab my ass. His other hand was on the back of my
head, holding me in place as we kissed. He pulled me harder into him and I let
out a gasp as his hard cock stabbed me in the side.

He stepped back and grinned at me.

“I guess we should wash up.”

“Maybe we should,” I said. He wasn’t the only one
who was horny again. How could I not be? I was in the shower naked with a hot
guy. He reached behind me again and this time he produced a bar of green, very
manly smelling soap. Oh well, at least I would be clean. I started soaping up
and Ian watched me. I felt kind of like one of those girls who work in the
gentleman’s clubs. Every so often, especially when I ran the soap over my
breasts, Ian would slide his palm downward and touch himself. The soft glow of
the dim light in the bathroom and all of the steam made it feel like we were in
a dream. I finished soaping up the front and handed Ian the soap.

“Can you do my back?”

“Was that begging? If it was you’re not very good at
this.”

I laughed and said, “Please Ian. Please, oh please
wash my back.”

“Better.”

He took the sponge and the soap from my hand and
rubbed the soap into it before he started washing my back. He ran the sponge
across my shoulders and then he began to wash in tiny, sensual circles, working
his way down. When he reached my butt he rinsed the sponge again and then
actually knelt down and began washing my thighs down to my feet. He worked his
way back up the other leg and when he was on his feet, he handed me the soap. I
rubbed it hard between my palms and when they were all soapy, I began running
my hands over his chest and across his shoulders. I let them glide down his
arms and then back up again. I moved slowly down his body, across his stomach
and the top of his pelvic area. With the soap still in my hands I gently ran it
up and down his hard cock a few times. Then I took his balls into my hands and
washed them slowly, causing him to moan and grab onto the shower door for
support. I sat the soap down on the shelf over the showerhead and used two
hands. I had one hand on his cock, stroking the soap up and down, and the other
slick and soapy, washing and gently massaging his balls. His cock was rock hard
now and I could feel it pulsating in my hand. I leaned in for a kiss and while
his tongue and mine danced I stroked him. I was only stroking it gently, but it
was growing and getting harder in my hand. He closed his eyes and moaned. He
had one hand on the wall and the other on my hip for support. His leg was up on
the side and it gave me much better access.
 

I stroked him like that for a while, enjoying the
look of pure and simple ecstasy on his face as I did. Finally he reached down
and took my hand away from his cock and with his hands back on my hips he
turned me to face away from him. Then I felt his arms wrap me up. He put his
left hand over my shoulder and down between my breasts. The other one slid all
the way down and found my opening. I shuddered violently as he brushed his
fingertips against my clit. His mouth had found my neck again and was licking
and kissing and sucking. The position I was currently in left me at his
mercy…and I loved it. He moved his big arm and with his left hand he found my
hard nipples. He began squeezing and pulling at them. He was flexing and
thrusting his hips into me, and the feel of his hard cock against my ass made
me moan. He slid his hand down again and now as I writhed against him, he slid
his wet fingers back into my wet pussy. I arched my back and pushed further
back into him and wiggled. Maybe I’m a pervert, but I was ready for another
round.

He put his mouth close and whispered, “Can I put it
in without a raincoat?”

I giggled. I was on birth control and I trusted him.
If I didn’t, I wouldn’t be here having sex with him for the second time
tonight. I nodded and without further ado, he bent his knees and pushed me slightly
on my back. I leaned forward and held onto the wall as he slid into me. We both
groaned and I pushed back against him. He wasn’t taking his time this time. He
was pounding in and out of me and he slid his left hand down and as he was
taking me with long, hard strokes, he put his fingers over my clit and began to
rub it. I was out of my mind with lust and I was pushing back as hard as he was
thrusting forward. His right hand still had one of my breasts clutched tightly
and the combination of it all put me on the fast track to another orgasm. I
felt it coming and he did too, because as soon as my muscles clenched tightly
around his cock he started pounding me even harder. The orgasm took hold and he
moved both hands up and held onto my breasts tightly as my muscles contracted
and the orgasm washed through me.

He kept slowly moving until I calmed down and was at
least able to breathe before he pulled back and slipped his cock out of me. My
legs were shaking as I came down from my high and I gripped the wall in front
of me out of fear of falling over. My breaths were coming in short ragged gasps
and I realized that he’d taken himself out of me so that he could hold me up. I
felt him put one of his arms around my waist and the other around my shoulders.
He held me like that and softly kissed my neck until I stopped shaking.

“Are you okay,
baby
?” he
whispered into my ear. His voice was so sexy when he did that. I could almost
have an orgasm just at the sound of it.

“I’m better than okay,” was my strangled reply.

“Are you ready? I’m right there.”

I nodded, but he waited a few more minutes before I
felt him loosen his grip on me and he bent his knees again. He moved his hands
to my hips and asked one more time, “You’re okay?”

“I’m good.”

With one long, deliberate thrust, he entered me
again. He wasn’t taking his time anymore. I cried out as he drove into me over
and over, pumping as fast and deep as he could go. It was incredible and almost
a little frightening at the same time. My heart was hammering so hard I thought
it might explode. I could hardly breathe and I was panting in time with his
thrusts. He was moving his body weight against me now so fast and hard that I had
to reach up and grab onto the top of the glass door with my right hand for more
support. I used the other hand to push back against the wall and match his
thrusts. He bent down over me and took a piece of my neck into his mouth. He
was sucking on it while we fucked hard and fast and just before he was ready to
cum inside of me for the first time, he bit down hard and then we both cried
out. The neighbors were getting an audio show tonight.
 

He held me again until we could both stand on our
own legs and then he took the soap and washed himself up. He shampooed his hair
quickly and then rinsed off. He slipped an arm around my waist and kissed me
deeply and then said, “Take as long as you need. I’ll leave the towels and a T-shirt
on the counter for you.”

“Thank you.”

“Thank you…you are something.”

He stepped out and when he was gone I stood under
the water with both of my hands pressed against the wall and my head down for a
long time. I was exhausted, but it was exhaustion of the very best kind.

After I dried off and dressed in his long T-shirt
and a pair of really big shorts he left out for me, I brushed my wet hair and
used his toothpaste and my finger to clean my teeth. I was a mess, but a happy
one. I found him in the kitchen, devouring another slice of pizza. He had his
mouth full when I walked over, but he handed me one on a plate.

“I can’t believe I’m hungry enough to eat more, but
I am. I was stuffed earlier.”

“You worked out, twice,” he said with a smile. “Now
you have to replace all those calories you burned.”

“True. Maybe we should do that every day and I
wouldn’t have to run. I don’t like running.”

Ian took a big bite of pizza and after he chewed and
swallowed it he said, “You can come by the gym sometime and I’ll show you some
of my workouts.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, really,” he said. “Why do you say it like
that?”

“I don’t know. The gym is like your thing. Your
private sanctum…”

He shook his head at me and said, “You’re funny.
But yes, really.
It is my “inner sanctum” when I’m doing my
workouts. I get really intense and grumpy. But, I mean I can take you sometime
just for you and I to work out together.”

“I’d like that,” I told him. I felt like that was a
huge deal because the gym was such a huge deal to him. I took another bite of
my pizza and realized he was staring at me. I was self-conscious with wet hair
and no make-up and shorts that I had to tie down. “Stop staring at me. I’m a
mess.”

He stepped closer and put his lips right over mine
and said, “You’re the hottest mess I’ve ever seen.” He gave me a soft kiss and
said, “I have to use the restroom. I’ll be right back.” He started down the
hall and there was a knock on the front door. “Can you get that for me?”

I looked down at myself again. I looked like a
clown. Oh well, I thought with a smile, Ian said I was a “hot-mess.” I was
still smiling when I pulled open the door. It faded fast. There was a woman
standing there. She was tall and slim except for some massive tits that seemed
to be pointing straight at me. She had long brown hair and it as well as her
makeup and her clothes were perfect. He ran her eyes over me and with a cocked
eyebrow she said, “Where is Ian?”

“In the restroom,” I said, before she pushed past me
and breezed in smelling like two hundred dollar an ounce perfume. “I’m sorry,
who are you?” I didn’t close the door just in case I need to shove her bodily
out.

I was pretty sure already who she was before she
said, “Kristie, Ian’s girlfriend. Who are you?”

“Alexa.”
I didn’t add, “The woman he just fucked,” but I wanted to.

She smirked and said, “Oh God please tell me he’s
not this desperate. It looks like I got here just in time.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“Oh come on, look at you. You’re not good enough for
him. It’s so obvious. If he fucked you honey it’s just because he and I have
been having a few problems. We always work them out and end up back together
though, so don’t get your hopes up.”

“Who the hell do you….?”

“Hey babe, who was at the door?”
The last word came out of Ian’s mouth as he stepped from the hall into the
living room and saw the two us looking at him. He looked at the door and I got
the impression he was thinking about running out. I closed it and waited to see
what he was going to say.
 

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