Propositioning Her Brother's Best Friend (5 page)

Rachel stood staring at him unsure
what to do. His eyes stayed on her as he waited for her to comply. Licking her
lips Rachel kept her gaze on his as she removed her clothes. Each layer she
took off made her pussy melt. His pupils dilated, the only sign he was affected
by her getting undressed.

No longer hesitating over her
reactions, she quickly got naked in front of him, leaving all of her clothes in
a pile to the side. Locking her fingers together, she rested her hands at the
front.

“You take orders well,” he said.
“Next time don’t question me. Just remove your clothes.” He stepped closer once
again. She watched as he reached behind and flicked the clip open holding her
hair. The long locks fell down around her. “I love your hair. I don’t want you
to get it cut ever.”

“I won’t,” she promised.
 

He inhaled some of her scent and
then stepped back. “I can’t wait for the day when you’ll tease me while
removing your clothes,” he said.

“You mean a strip-tease?”

“Yes.”

“I’m not a whore. I will never ask
for money for sex,” she said, folding her arms across her chest.

“I’d never pay you. Strippers are
not whores, Rachel. A lot of pleasure can be had if you let go of some of your inhibitions.
Like I said, soon you will tease me with how you strip, and you’ll love it.”
Rachel nibbled on her lip while thinking over his words. Could she get off on
teasing him as she got naked? She didn’t think it was possible, but if it made
him hot then she’d be more than happy to do it.

Paul clicked his fingers, gaining
her attention, and once he held her, he started removing his clothes.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“I’m getting naked. It’s only fair.”

She watched, fascinated as he got
naked. Paul didn’t linger on each item. He was quick until he stood before her
naked.
 

He made her mouth water. His body
was rippled with muscles. All the years he’d been working on cars and going to
the local gym had paid off. He looked so damn sexy, powerful, and in control.
She thought about the images she’d seen on the erotic books she read and the
ones she found online. Paul reminded her of those images.

Hard muscles, smooth skin, rock hard
cock, and sexy male filled her hallway. Her hallway had never looked more
appealing than it did in that moment.

She was fascinated by him. His body
was the total opposite of hers. She was soft while he was hard. Her gaze
travelled down his body once again. His cock stood up proud and jutted out from
among dark pubic curls. The strength in his legs made her wonder if he could
pick her up. Paul hadn’t tried in so long. There was the time when she’d fallen
over when she was younger and he’d carried her home for her mother to make it
all better. That memory was a long time ago.
 

Glancing back at his cock, Rachel
was struck with how big he was.

Would he even fit inside her? She
knew he had to. There was no such thing as too big a cock. The tip glistened in
the light of the hallway.

“Look at me, Rachel,” he said.

She did.

What was going to happen now?

****

Paul stared at her seeing the fear
in her eyes. He wasn’t a small man, but he wasn’t going to hide from her. This
was his chance to experience everything with her, and he intended to take full
advantage of it.
 

“Come here, Rachel.”

He gave her marks for not
hesitating. She glided over to him without breaking eye contact. Her large
breasts bounced with each step she took. Rachel had never been smooth on her
feet. The urge to chuckle was strong. Paul ignored it. He didn’t want her
thinking he was laughing at her because he wasn’t.

She stopped in front of him. Her
head only came to the top of his chest. She’d always been a little thing. Paul
felt like a powerful man as he stood in front of her naked. All he imagined was
bending her over her sofa and taking her hard. The image of her slit opening
around his cock was too much. Blocking the images out of his mind, Paul
concentrated on the here and now. Rachel wasn’t ready for him to lose total
control. She was a virgin with a need for time. Maybe one day but not today.

“You’re so beautiful, Rachel. Look
at the way your nipples are hard. They’re begging for my lips on them. Do you
want my lips on you?” he asked.

“Yes,” she said, answering him
immediately. There was a yearning quality to her tone. With tender care Paul
knew he could bring her out of her shell and have her begging for more from him.
 

“You want me, too.” She whispered the
words, and her finger pointed toward his cock.

“I’ve never doubted my need for you,
baby.” Wrapping his fingers around the length he pumped his fist. Her eyes
widened, and more pre-cum oozed out of the top. “My cock aches to feel your
tight, wet pussy wrapped around me, squeezing me, begging me to take you deeper,
and I’m going to, Rachel. I’m going to have you screaming my name.” He wanted
it so she couldn’t think of anyone else but him.

His name.

His cock.

Everything about him would be permanently
embedded in her mind.
 

“What are you doing to me?” she
asked, moaning after her final word.

“I’m seducing you, baby. This is
what it’s all about.
Seduction in every word.
Look at
my cock and see what you standing there naked is doing to me.” Her gaze drifted
to his cock.

Paul growled as her tongue peeked out
to lick her lips. Did she have any idea how fucking sexy she looked like that?
He was panting for her.

Glancing down at his cock he saw the
thick vein down along the side stood out. His cock was rock hard and red from
his rubbing.

He couldn’t handle it anymore.
Letting go of his cock, he grabbed her hand and led her into the sitting room.
Pushing her down on the sofa, he sat beside her. Taking hold of her hands, he
pushed them to the back of her head.

“Keep them there. I don’t want you
moving.”

Rachel didn’t complain or moan. She
kept her hands firmly behind her head.
 

Opening her thighs, he purposefully
kept his gaze on her even though all he wanted to do was look at her pussy. Her
scent permeated the air letting him know she was close to letting go.

“Are you still seducing me?” she
asked.

“I’m always seducing you, Rachel.”

“I thought seduction was supposed to
happen on dates with our clothes on,” she said.

Paul smiled. “We have time for that
later. You’re too impatient to wait that long.” The truth was, he wasn’t able
to wait that long to take her. He was desperate for her.

“No, I can’t wait that long. I need
to feel you inside me.”

Pressing a finger to her lips, Paul
stopped her from talking. “No more talking unless I tell you. I want you to
feel what I do to you. Feel me.” Moving his hand away from her mouth he rested
both of his palms against her collarbone. He didn’t apply any pressure, but he
kept his hands rested there, waiting to see her response.

Rachel lay there waiting for him. He
saw the trust in her eyes, and it turned him on.

Slowly, he stroked down to the tops
of her breasts. Paul watched as she took a deep breath and then let it out.

“Tell me what you’re thinking,” he
said.

“I’m allowed to speak?” she asked,
smiling.

“Don’t get cocky. I’ve asked you a question.
Answer it.”

A sigh escaped from her tempting
lips. “I tingle all over. Your hands are big and rough from hard work. They
feel nice against my skin.”

He nodded and circled both nipples
with a finger from each hand. She licked her lips. Her hands gripped the arm of
the sofa tighter. He saw her knuckles were white. His woman had responsive,
tight nipples.

Using his whole hand, he cupped them
wondering how far he could push her.

She cried out, arching up into his
touch. Rachel didn’t let go of the sofa. Her body was a thing of beauty, and he
intended to explore every inch of her.