A Crush on Her Best Friend's Brother: Complete Box Set (12 page)

“
Are
you okay?” the doctor asked. “We could call someone if
you would like.”

“
No,”
Rachel said. “I'm fine. It's a big shock. That thought never
crossed my mind.”

Rachel
got back to her dorm and fell onto the bed in tears. What was she
going to do, she wondered? She couldn't tell her mom yet. There was
no way. Her mom would kill her. She knew she was having the baby.
There was no question about that. Brad, she thought. Oh shit! There
was no way she was telling him yet. Would he think she did it on
purpose? How could he? He was the one that made the first move. She
had no plans on having sex with him. The only person she would ever
confide in, she couldn't. Her best friend was his sister. Even if she
didn't know it was her brother's baby, she would mention that Rachel
was pregnant to him. The two siblings were close and talked all the
time.

Rachel
knew she wouldn't be able to go back to that college the next year.
She couldn't stay in the dorm with a baby. It would have to be an
apartment. There was no way she could pay for a place, raise a baby,
work, and go to school without any help. She would have to go to
school close to home and work. Would her mother let her live there
with a baby, she wondered? The thought of adoption crossed her mind,
but only for a split second. There was no way she would give her baby
up. She would find a way to keep the little one. It was a precious,
little life made of her and the one man knew she would love forever.
She would find a way to give her baby a good life.

Brad,
she thought again. He was in college on a football scholarship. He
was a junior and had to finish school. There were no other options.
She wouldn't hold him back from that. He wanted to play professional.
She was going to make sure he followed his dreams. The one thing she
knew for sure was that she loved him so much. If she had to let him
go, she would. It would be the hardest thing she would probably ever
do, but she would do it. She didn't want him to be with her because
he felt some obligation. Rachel didn't want to be the reason he gave
everything up. She had been able to avoid him for two years. There
had to be a way she could do that again.

She
sat up in bed and got out a pen and pad of paper. It was time to
figure out what she going to do. How could she have gotten pregnant
the first time she had sex, she thought? She was only eighteen. She
began writing her plan or at least some ideas down. It had only been
a little over a month, so she knew she had some time to get her head
together. The first thing she needed to do was get a job. She was
going to get a paper and start looking in the morning. The doctor
gave her a prescription for some vitamins and something to help with
her nausea. She would get those filled as well.

She
didn't text Brad back after her appointment. He would call before
bed. She would talk to him then. There was too much going on in her
mind. When would she tell her mom, she wondered? Her mom wouldn't
tell Brad's mom. She knew that much. There was no way she wanted to
keep it from her mother. She would have to tell her before she went
home over Easter break. The sooner the better, she thought.

She
picked up the phone and called her. When her mom answered the phone,
she didn't have to heart to mention it. Her mom went on and on about
her boyfriend asking her to move in with him. She wanted to know what
Rachel thought of the whole thing. Since she was going to be away for
four years besides summers and holidays, her mom thought it was a
great idea. There was no way Rachel could ruin what her mother wanted
that much. She hung up the phone and got into bed.

When
Brad called her that night, he sounded excited about his new classes
and things that were going on. Her roommate hadn't come back to
school yet, and he knew she was alone. When he started flirty
conversation, she went with it. She had some huge decisions to make
about their relationship and was pretty sure what the outcome would
be. Being with him, even if only over the phone, was something she
wanted. She put the phone of speaker and listened to his wonderful
voice.

“
I
miss you so much, baby,” he said. “I want my mouth
between your legs so badly. What are you wearing?”

She
had on a pair of shorts and a tank top.

“
A
pair of lace, pink panties and bra,” she answered.

“
Take
them off and get under the covers,” he said.

She
took off her clothes and got back under the covers.

“
Slip
your hand slowly down your neck to your breast. I want you to cup it
in your hand and squeeze it gently. Roll your nipple through your
fingers and tease it. I would love to lean over you and lick around
your nipple. Then, I would take it between my teeth and pull. I would
put my hands on your breasts and show them so much love.”

She
did as he asked without a word.

“
Leave
that hand on your nipple, but slide your other hand down your belly
and between your legs. I want so fucking bad to be between your
perfect, soft thighs. Rub your hand over them. I would give you tiny
kisses along your thighs, making sure not to touch your pussy. Slip
your hand across your pussy. Spread yourself with your fingers and
feel how wet you are.”

Rachel
let out a soft moan as her fingers grazed her wetness.

“
How
wet are you?” he asked.

“
Very,”
she answered.

“
Run
your finger through the slick path and across your clit. Bring that
finger up, open your mouth, and suck it. I want you to taste what I
want so badly. I want to hear you suck the juices from your finger.”

Rachel
was surprised that it turned her on even more when she sucked her
finger loud enough for him to hear.

“
It
tastes so good, Brad. Are you stroking your cock? Is it hard and
ready?”

Rachel
shocked herself by her actions. She wanted both of them to enjoy what
they were doing. She heard him moan and knew she wanted to say even
more.

“
I
want your cock. I want to slide my tongue over the tip and lick up
the dots of juice that rest on it. I want to lick down your length. I
want to take your hard shaft in my hand and stroke you while I lick
from the base to the tip. My lips would wrap around the top as I slid
you into my throat one inch at a time. Once you were all the way in,
I would suck you so damn hard. My pussy's so wet just thinking about
your amazing cock being inside of me.”

She
heard him groan and knew he was touching himself. It was so fucking
hot.

“
I'm
rubbing my fingers over my clit and pulling my nipple. I'm sticking
two fingers inside my dripping pussy and thinking about you. I would
love for it to be your hard cock inside of me.”

“
Take
your fingers out and back in, baby. Think about my dick being buried
inside of you. I fucking want you so bad,” Brad said, as he
took the conversation over again. “Pinch your nipple. I can
picture your back arching as you slide your body over the sheets. I
can see you on your back, with your fingers inside your beautiful
pussy. I want to be there so bad. I want to see you come for me at
your own hand. Fuck yourself with those fingers, baby. Thrust them in
deep and hard. Reach that spot that makes you come and moan my name.
I want to fuck you so bad right now. I can see your juices dripping
from your fingers as you fuck yourself for me. They run down your ass
and onto your bed. I want to lick them up. I can taste you on my
tongue right now. Move your fingers faster and play with your clit. I
want to hear you, baby. I want to hear you moan and cry out while I
stroke my cock for you.”

Rachel
moaned loud and cried out his name. She couldn't hold back. Just
hearing his voice talking to her like that had her on the edge of
coming.

“
Oh,
Brad,” she moaned. “I fucking want you inside of me. I
need you.”

“
Fuck,
Rachel,” he growled. “I want to be your fingers right
now. Oh shit! Fuck yourself for me. Lift your ass off the bed and get
your fingers inside that soaking pussy. Take them deep. I fucking
want you. I want to be so deep inside. Hook your fingers. Thrust them
deep, baby. I can only imagine how damn wet you are right now. I bet
your dripping all over your fingers. Fuck, baby.”

Rachel
cried out again.

“
Brad,
fuck, I'm coming,” she moaned. “Oh, Yes, Oh.”

She
repeated his name over and over as he slammed his hand down his
shaft.

“
Fuck,
baby,” he growled, as he came.

They
were both panting into the phone. Once their breathing calmed, she
grabbed her phone and turned off the speaker. He asked her about what
the doctor said, and she was quickly brought back to reality.

“
Nothing
really,” she said. “I'm feeling much better already.”

When
they ended the call, she was sad and sobbed into her pillow. She made
her decision to distance herself from Brad and let him have the
college life he deserved. How she was going to stay away from him,
she had no idea.

The
next morning, she got a paper to look for jobs. She searched on the
internet as well. Her resume was sent out to several places, and she
hoped she would hear back quickly.

Classes
started, and Rachel tried to keep her mind on her assignments. She
got a job at a store close by and was able to arrange her schedule
around her classes. If she kept her mind busy with work and school,
she would be able to avoid thinking about him. She could work enough
to be able to save money for the summer. Once the year was over, she
would need to find a place of her own. Her mom had assured her that
she would have a room of her own where she was moving. Rachel was
hoping she wouldn't have to stay with her mom and the boyfriend for
long. Slowly, Rachel began to cut back her communication with Brad.
She made up excuses about why she couldn't talk and he seemed to be
buying it. He wasn't sure why she had gotten a job, but he knew he
needed to support what she wanted.

Rachel
felt horrible for pushing everyone away. Her conversations with her
mom cut back to only texting here and there. She knew her mom was
happy, but she wasn't in any mood to hear about it every two minutes.
Rachel hadn't been talking to Karen much either. Her friend was busy
and things seemed to be getting serious with her and Sam. Karen did
seem excited that they would see each other over Easter break though.
Brad would text her every night, and she would text back. He seemed
upset that she wasn't making time for him. She let him know that she
had to work and needed a life as well. He had his football friends
and a social life. She didn't have one, but he didn't need to know
that.

Two
months had gone by since she went back to school. She was in her
groove between school and work and was saving every penny she could.
Rachel was feeling better. Her sickness had slowed down considerably.
She had been to two baby appointments and had heard the little one's
heartbeat. Each time she heard it, she was just as shocked.
Everything was going good.

Brad
would mention football with excitement during their few
conversations. She knew she was making the right decision with him.
It would be hard to ever see him with another woman, but she knew it
would happen if she let him go. She thought it might be good if her
mom moved before the summer. That way, maybe she could avoid Brad
even knowing she was pregnant. If she avoided Karen, she would be in
the clear. She wasn't sure how she was going to give up her best
friend, but she would find a way. It would be worth it for Brad to be
able to follow his dreams. She knew if he found out she was pregnant,
he would feel obligated to give it up. That was not going to happen.

Rachel
stood in front of the mirror before her appointment and noticed a
baby bump. She wondered if anyone else would be able to tell she was
pregnant. That would not be good. She wasn't ready to tell anyone
yet. When she went to the doctor, they did an ultrasound. She was
able to see her little one on the screen. It was so amazing. She
already loved the baby so much. The technician gave her some pictures
to take with her. They couldn't tell the sex of the baby, but she
would have another ultrasound right after the Easter break. She
looked at the picture every day and knew that all of her hard work
would be worth it to take care of her baby.

The
month that followed was difficult for her. How was she going to go
home? She wasn't ready to face them. Any of them. Her bump had grown,
and there would be no hiding that she was pregnant. They would all
know. Her mother was just moving her things in with her boyfriend.
She wanted to give her mom at least a month to adjust to living with
him before giving her the news. It was hard not having anyone to talk
to about the situation. Rachel talked to her roommate a little, but
they weren't close enough to get into all of the details with her.
She hadn't booked her plane ticket home yet and decided she wasn't
going to. How was she going to tell them all she wasn't going?