Propositioning Her Brother's Best Friend (3 page)

“When you’re with me you never cover
yourself. I want to see your beautiful tits bouncing for me.” Paul cupped her
mounds in his hands. The weight of them filled his palms. She truly was
amazing. “These are mine from this moment on.” He put his dominant voice on and
commanded with his words. Her eyes widened at his words, but her arms remained
by her sides. “I will teach you everything there is to know about pleasing
me.
Not just any man, Rachel, me. In
turn I will teach you how to pleasure yourself. This is not just about me. It’s
about you getting the most out of this as well. You will trust me with
everything. You will not question me, and you’ll be mine no matter what. I’ll
do what I see fit when it comes to your pleasure, and you will trust me to
protect you. Do you understand?” he asked.

His rules had affected her. He could
see that from her reaction to his words. Her body was flushed and her eyes
drowsy with arousal. What was calling to Paul was the plumpness of her lips, which
were begging to be kissed. She wanted him, and now she was going to get him all
of him no matter what she wanted. Rachel had started this, and he was
determined to end it.

“From this moment onwards, you’re
mine. No more men and no more challenging. You’ll do what I say when I say it.”

“Okay.” Her voice was soft, and his
cock twitched with approval.

****

Paul’s words made her pussy melt.
She’d never heard him be so commanding toward a woman before. The tales she
heard about him were nothing compared to the real thing. He was staring at her
intently. From the look in his eyes he appeared to be working something out.

“First things first, let’s get better
acquainted.” Paul walked her backwards into the sitting room. She saw the room
seconds before the sofa hit the backs of her legs.

Once inside the sitting room he
moved the coffee table out of the way and then stood her in the middle of the
room. She stood naked in his siting room with the curtains drawn closed so no
one but him could see her. He circled her, slowly. Paul looked at her from the
front and then moved behind her. She felt his eyes surveying her. Tightening
her hands into fists, Rachel did her best to stand still. The last thing she
wanted to do was upset him.

“You’re a beautiful woman, Rachel.”
He stroked a finger down her arm. She noted his hand shook a little. Did she
make him nervous? It couldn’t be true. Nothing made him nervous. “I’m teaching
you about sex, but it’s always different for others. With me I need to
understand you first. You’re my partner. I need to know what makes you tick,
and you need to be aware of what I like. There has to be attraction between us,
Rachel, as otherwise your first time will be appalling. Are you attracted to
me?”

She nodded.

“I’m going to need more from you
than a simple nod.”

“Yes, I’m attracted to you.”

“Good.” His hand reached out cupping
her breasts in his palms. “There is so much to learn in giving your partner
pleasure, Rachel. How do you know you’re attracted to me?” he asked.

Nibbling her lip she tried to find
the right words to describe her attraction to him.

“How about I go first and let you
know what I find attractive?”

“Yes, please.” Rachel listened and
waited for him to tell her what he felt. She was so turned on she felt her
pussy was on fire with need. Paul took hold of her hand. Gazing down she
watched, fascinated as he placed her palm against the rock hard length confined
in his trousers.
 

“I’m rock hard for you, Rachel. Do
you feel that?” he asked, rubbing her hand up and down the length. It felt like
steel. She couldn’t imagine what it must feel like to have something so rock
hard and confined to a pair of trousers. How did he fit inside the tight
restrictions of his jeans? He was huge.
 

“Tell me, are you wet for me?”

Heat filled her cheeks even as she
tried to appear confident. There was no covering her innocence. She’d read
books, but nothing could have prepared her for Paul.

Taking a deep breath she nodded.
“Yes, I’m wet for you.”
 

Paul kept her hand over his cock.
Rachel continued to stare into his eyes waiting for what he was going to say
next. She hadn’t known what to expect when she came up with this plan to seduce
him. Her nakedness no longer affected her.

“We’re going to do this in stages,
Rachel. This is not going to be some kind of class where I fuck you and that’s
it, you know. I’m going to take my time with you. I’m going to listen to your
needs, and I’m going to spend time touching you. Do you accept that?” He paused
in front of her waiting for her answer. She whispered her consent and let him
know he held her full attention. With Paul in the room no one else ever got a
look in. To Rachel it has always been and always would be about Paul. “We’ll
explore each other together, and in time I’m going to show you some things that
could blow your mind. I hope you’re ready for that.”

“I’m ready for whatever you’ve got
to throw at me.” She knew more about him than he would ever realise. Women
liked to talk about their time with him.

“Okay.” Paul took a step back. “Then
I want you to prepare for me tomorrow night. Nothing else is happening tonight.
Tomorrow I’ll come for you, and we’ll explore more then. For now I need you to get
dressed and to leave. You’re not ready for tonight.”

She wanted to argue with him but
figured it would be a waste of time. There would be no swaying Paul. Glancing
down at the floor she made to leave the room and return back to where her
clothes lay on the kitchen floor.

Paul caught her arms stopping her
flight. She took a quick glance at him and then stared past his shoulder at the
far wall.

“This is not about you, Rachel. You
came to me and propositioned me. That took a lot of guts, especially knowing
that I could tell your brother. You took a big risk. I care about you. I want
you to take tonight for yourself. Go home, pamper yourself, and really think
about what you’re giving up. I’m not the kind of man you’ll want in your life,
Rachel.”

“You’re a good man, Paul.”

He cupped her cheeks and brushed her
lips with his. “If I was a good man I’d have turned you away and gone straight
to Mitch. I’m not a good man, and stop thinking it. Go and get dressed.”

He let her go, and Rachel left him
feeling relieved to get out of his company. Paul wasn’t wrong. It had taken
some guts to come to his home with the proposition. She didn’t know what she
would have done if he’d gone running to her brother.
 

She worked quickly on her clothes,
putting them on with a speed that surprised her. Rachel was a little
disappointed he was sending her away, but his reasoning was right. She wasn’t
ready for this tonight. Asking him had been a huge hurdle for her to get over.

Once she was dressed she turned to
leave only to find him stood behind her. “I’m leaving now,” she said. Rachel
made to move around him.

Paul stopped her with a hand on her
arm, forced her to turn, then took her into his arms. His hard chest pressed
against her front. Within seconds his mouth was on hers, eating at her lips. His
lips pressed
on her own,
almost bruising in their
intensity. The moment she started to enjoy it, sinking her fingers into his
hair, Paul pulled away.

“I want you to think about that
tonight. I’ll give you everything you’ve ever desired, Rachel. If you can trust
in nothing else, I can promise you that.” He walked her toward the door. She
was shocked when he grabbed a coat and slammed the door behind him.

“You don’t have to walk me home,”
she said. “It’s perfectly safe.”

“I’ve been walking you home since
you were a little girl.”

“Paul, you’ve got eyes. I’m not that
little, and everyone around here knows me.” She loved hearing him chuckle.

“Still, I’ll continue to walk you
home. It gives me a purpose.”

He walked her to the front door and
waited until she closed it before leaving. Resting against the wood she let out
a sigh and then a giggle.

She’d done it.

At the beginning of the night her
plan had been to get him to notice her, which had definitely worked. She could
not believe she’d actually come out and asked him to teach her about sex. The
words that had come out of her mouth were nothing like the ones she practiced
in front of the mirror before leaving. Removing her jacket, she made her way
upstairs to her room. In the space of an hour she’d been thoroughly kissed
twice by the man of her dreams. When she’d been stood in the mirror at the
beginning of the evening her plan had seemed so logical at the time. She
thought it was a bit impersonal with her approach, but she hoped he would see
that she wanted something more, something deeper in time. For the first time
she’d seen a whole other side to Paul, a side he clearly kept hidden from the
rest of the world. Did Mitch even know the full extent of his friend’s passion?
Rachel couldn’t wait to find everything out about him. Her virginity was just
one part of herself she wanted to give him. With time she hoped he would accept
her heart as well.

Staring at her reflection in the
mirror, Rachel was reminded of her brother’s warning to Paul about her. She
didn’t know how true Paul’s feelings were for her, but he did feel something;
she was sure of it. Mitch had been so far into his little rant to his friend
that he had not seen his little sister listening to him from the top of the
stairs. Mitch had warned Paul never to approach her for anything, not sex or
love. She had waited, hoping that Paul would defy Mitch and approach her. Paul
was not the type of man to be told what to do, even by her brother. Her waiting
got her nowhere. Paul was never going to approach her for fear it would risk
his friendship with her brother. For three years, ever since her eighteenth
birthday, she’d been waiting. In that time she’d watched him with different
women hanging off his arm. She had listened as they all gossiped about his needs
in the bedroom. Now it was her turn to take what she wanted. Rachel was in love
with Paul, and she wanted to be his only woman. She hoped getting him to teach
her about sex the way he liked it would show him they were meant to be together.
Her heart and body wanted him so bad.