My Best Friend Brother

Episode 36

Adam held open the door for me, allowing me to enter first and him after.

I’m exhausted, to say the least. The whole ride back I slept, just to ensure that when we got back to Adam’s place, I wouldn’t be tired in the slightest.

This was probably the only night that we’ll get alone in a very long time and I’ll be damned if I let it be ruined.

“God d–n, I’m tired.” Adam groans out as he collapses down on the couch while taking off his suit jacket and making himself comfortable on the couch.

“I’ll go and take a shower and you come up when you’re ready, okay?” I say trying to sound casual but I’m dying inside.

“Mkay.” He hums.

I walk at a right pace until I’m sure that I’m completely out of sight then I practically bolt of the stairs, tripping on my dress in the process.
I grab the bag that I hid beneath Adam’s bed and dart into the bathroom, making sure to lock the door.

I untie the bag and a blush covers my cheeks once again when I pull out the piece of clothing. It was a short lingerie type of dress that was black and sorta nude. It barely ended below my butt, if that far, which made me blush even more at the thought.

If you haven’t guessed already, I’m planning on… losing my virginity to Adam tonight. Of course, he doesn’t know and I just want everything to go perfectly.

I quickly grab the black heels over the cabinet and rest them all on the bathroom counter as I hurriedly jump in the shower and scrub down my body well.

I had already shaved and washed up nice this morning, I only showered right now to get the sweat from off of my body.

Unlike most girls, I don’t grow hair on my feet. If I do, it’s hardly visible. I don’t know the science behind it, maybe I just don’t have pores on my legs or something.

I hop out of the shower and quickly dry my skin and put on some perfume. Afterward, I slip on the lingerie and the high heels and take a look at myself in the mirror.

I untie my hair from the updo that it was in, leaving it to fall naturally at my sides.

I place on a little lip gloss, along with some concealer and eyeliner. Not much, just enough for it to look nice.

I fully look at myself in the mirror, tilting my head to the side and smoothing down the material. In my opinion, I don’t look half bad. The built-in bra hugs my b—-t nicely, making them look bigger than they already are.

The heels make my legs look longer and I really think that the colour compliments my skin tone. After giving myself one final glance, I take a deep breath before unlocking the bathroom door, poking my head through the crack just to see if Adam is already inside of the room.

I let out a breath when I realize that he was nowhere in sight. With that thought in mind, I fully exit the bathroom.

I begin to pace around the room nervously. I mean, should I just stand here? No that’d be weird.

Should I lie on the bed? God no, it’d look too desperate.

I could just sit on the dresser. No, it’d look too sexy and God knows that I’m everything but that.

I couldn’t help but let my mind drift off to Libby. I hope she’s having a better time than me and isn’t a nervous wreck like I am.

I continue to pace around the room, rubbing my palms together in order to take some of the nervousness away……….. Just relax, I keep telling myself. Just re-

I’m ripped from my thoughts when I hear something slightly hit the ground. I look up and my breath gets caught in my throat when I realize that Adam’s standing at the door and it was his suit jacket that fell from his hands.
My feet come to a halt on the floor beneath us. I turn my body to face Adam and the blood rushes to my cheeks at the intense look in his eyes. I’ve never seen his eyes darken this way before and his breathing becomes heavier.
“Hey…” I both smile and wave awkwardly. I wrap my arms around my stomach as a way to ignore how lustfully Adam is looking at me right now but yet, he stays planted in his position.

Be confident! I internally shout at myself.
This sentence is easier said than done.
He doesn’t respond, instead, he momentarily clenches his fist and I can see his jaw lock tightly. I avoid eye contact the best that I can as I continue to speak, “T-They didn’t have it in red…” I laugh nervously. “I mean- since it’s you’re favourite colour and all.” I awkwardly continue.

I start to shift uncomfortably when still, he doesn’t reply. “I-I also have my pajamas i-in the bathroom…” I stutter. “Maybe I-I should just put them on. Yeah, I should do that.” I look down in embarrassment.

I begin to walk away, obviously embarrassed. I hold my forehead as I shake my head at the thought of even thinking for a second that I could pull this outfit off. Gosh, I’ve never felt this embarrassed in my life. I don’t-

Once again, I’m interrupted when in one swift second, Adam is already across the room, pinning my hands against the wall. I stare at him shocked, slightly aroused at the way his knee is pressed up upon my sex.

He looks at me with that same expression from earlier tonight but this time, it’s missed with lust. His eyes travel all over my face as if he’s studying me. I’m his book and he’s the reader who is reading every word, every detail of it to ensure that he doesn’t miss a thing.
I try to retract my hands from his hold, needing some type of contact with him on my part.

Instead of letting me go, he tightens his grip but not enough for it to hurt.

His nose slowly goes down to the crook of my neck, tickling my flesh, where I hear him inhale and afterward let on a sigh of satisfaction.

“You smell so f—–g good.” He speaks for the first time. His voice is deeper, huskier and it sends a jolt off pleasure up my spine and through my veins.

He takes his time and places small kisses up my jaw, stopping his trail when he reaches back to my lips.

I wait impatiently and with heavy breathing as his lips hover over mine, our faces not even an inch apart and our bodies completely pressed up against each other.

After what seems like years, he finally crashes his lips against mine and I melt into it. The kiss starts out slow and soft, but well into it, his pace increases and it progresses into a faster, more aggressive one.

He kisses me with such passion, such emotion but yet still rough. Adam’s never kissed me this way before… kissed me with such dominance and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love every second of it.

He groans into the kiss and lets go of my wrists, which were pinned to the wall, and wraps his large arms around my waist, pulling me even closer to him if possible. He positions his hands at the dip of my back, clenching and unclenching his knuckles whenever a m0an escapes my mouth.

I wrap my arms around his neck and entangle my fingers into his knots, tugging lightly every once and a while.

His lips move almost perfectly against mine and I can’t seem to find it in me to pull away from this electrifying kiss, probably the best kiss of my life. His hands begin to travel slowly down south, where he cups my a-s, emitting a gasp to leave my lips……. He uses this opportunity to dip his tongue into my mouth while still keeping a firm grip on my a-s, momentarily massaging it.

After a while, the kiss has become too much and I hesitantly bring myself to pull away to catch my breath. Adam however, doesn’t seem to like the idea of the loss of contact and doesn’t make an effort to stop.

His hands roam lower onto my thighs and I naturally jump, wrapping my legs around his waist. I thought he would lead us to the bed but instead, he sits me upon the dresser nearby. His lips almost immediately go to my neck, where he flavors every inch of my skin in open-mouthed kisses. He travels lower onto my bare shoulders and his hands massage my bare thighs.

His fingers tease their way up under the silky material, that has ridden its way up, and stops at the end of my lace p@anties.

“A-Adam,” I beg as my hand grips the end of the wooden material of the dresser.

I don’t know what I was begging for. All I know is that the ache between my legs has grown immensely to the point where it’s almost painful.

I hurriedly let my hands go down, trying to unbutton his tuxedo pants as he continues his torture on my neck. The stupid button is giving me so much trouble to undo and it’s driving me insane.

My hands accidentally brush against the very visible boner in his pants, growing harder each time as each minute passes.

He quickly pulls away from my neck and grabs my wrists almost instantly, hissing at the contact of my hand against his member.

“Not yet…” He says as he caresses the side of my face.

I look away as I bite my lip, and a blush covers my cheeks due to embarrassment. He probably thinks I’m some h—y girl right now.

Haven’t I embarrassed myself enough tonight already?

As if ready my thoughts, he grips my chin in a firm hold, “Just… Just let me take care of you, okay?” He whispers.

I hesitantly nod, trying my best to ignore the puddle that’s forming down south.
He picks me up, all while maintaining eye contact, and lays me gently down on the bed. So gently as if I’m so fragile that one wrong move, could break me into a thousand pieces.

Button by button, he unbuttons his dress shirt and takes it off slowly, throwing it to one side of the room. During this time, he doesn’t even think to break eye contact with me for a second.
He picks up both of my palms, which were lying limply at the side of the bed, and rests them flatly down on his toned stomach and lets them go, leaving them there to feel every inch of his muscles.

Unable to stop myself, I let them roam freely, all of his shoulders, his back muscles and his abs.
“You feel that, sweetheart? It’s all yours. I’m all yours.” He huskily speaks.

He has the body of a fricken God, and I’m not afraid to admit that. He’s toned in all the right places, and it feels f—–g amazing to have his body pressed up against mine.

He leans down slowly, tracing the tip of his fingertips over my neck, my shoulder and all the way down past my waist. I squirm under his touch, clenching my thighs in the process and hoping to create some type friction, hoping to get some type of relief.

“Adam.” I m0an out. This time, I knew what I was begging for. I wanted- no, I needed some type of relief. God knows I do. “Please…” I try to plead as he attacks my neck again while playing with the strap of my clothing.

He pulls back to look me directly into my eyes, silently asking me if it was okay to proceed.
I bite my lip and hesitantly nod as a response. I was 100% sure that I wanted to go through with this. I trusted Adam and I knew that he would take care of me like he said, so that was out of the question……

I was nervous about him seeing me. Nervous about being naked before him. It was obvious that he’s seen many girls before and I was the sun flower out of the many roses that he could choose from.

Who would pick a boring sunflower out of a whole field of roses?

He dips back down and plants kisses all over the swell of my b—-t, sU-Cking harshly at the delicate skin. He then proceeds to slowly pull down both straps so that the material is now resting on my stomach.

He leans back to look at my bare chest before him. My first thought was to instantly cover up in front of him but that thought vanished from my mind when I saw the way that Adam was looking at me.

Looking at me as if I were beyond gorgeous. As if I were a piece of art.

“So beautiful.” He whispers and then almost immediately bends down and latches on to my right b—-t, erupting a soft m0an to past my lips.
He expertly kneads and weighs the other one in his hands, wanting to give both some type of attention. My hands instantly flies up to his hair, not sure exactly what to do with myself.
He moves to sU-Ck harshly on my other n—-e, swirling his tongue around the tiny bud.

My breath hitches in my throat again when his other hand trails down my body, past my stomach and lingering right above my soaking folds. He then pecks every inch of my legs as he goes further, slipping off both of the heels on my feet. Adam comes back up and leaves a trail of kisses on my stomach, all while getting closer to the most intimate part of my body.

He moves his hand under the fabric of my lace p@anties and moves his fingers up and down in a slow motion, groaning when his hands come in contact with my sex.

“Oh God.” I whimper.

“You’re dripping, Ariel.” He says before he captures my lips in his, immediately shoving his tongue in my mouth.

His fingers play with my c–t and afterward he slowly pushes a finger inside of me. It slightly pinches at first but afterward it feels so pleasurable. I m0an loudly at the new feeling. He pumps his finger in and out of me, curling it at some points.

I bite my lip, surely drawing blood, to avoid any more sounds from coming out so that I don’t sound like a whimpering mess beneath him.
“Don’t you dare. I want to hear your sweet m0ans, screaming my name.” He groans warningly as he latches his self back on my b—–s.

I let out a m0an at the toe curling pleasure. Is this what I’ve been missing out on for the past 18 years?

Suddenly, he slows down his fingers, just when I can feel a build-up in my stomach.

“Adam. I-I…” I try to get out.
“That’s it, baby. Tell me what you need…” He kisses my neck.

“I-I need you. Please…” I beg. I’ve never begged so much in my life but I didn’t care one bit. The feeling that I was experiencing right now felt so good that it almost hurt.

“Are you completely sure?” He peppers my jaw in kisses.

I nod eagerly. This was all he needed for him to withdraw his finger from within me and reach across to grab a condom from his table next to the bed.

I sit up, quickly and completely pulling off the clothing from my body as Adam unbuckles his pants and afterward removes his briefs.
My eyes slightly widen as I take in Adam’s size. Of course I knew he was big, why else would all the girls freak out to have sex with him. But still, I didn’t know that he was this big.

His member stands proud in the air and I can feel the nervousness surfacing once again as he tears the packet with his teeth and rolls it on his throbbing member.

He notices my hesitation so he hovers above me and whispers, “I’ll be gentle, I promise. But it’ll still hurt at first, alright?” He warns as he positions himself at my entrance.

I nod as I try to make myself comfortable beneath him. “Words, angel.” He tells me.
“Yes…” I breathe out.

He slowly but surely eases into me as he places his head in the crook of my neck. He sure was right, it hurts like a b—h, especially with him now fully inside of me. It also doesn’t help that he’s so f—–g big.

It feels as if someone’s ripping my insides out, tearing me apart. My fingers unconsciously dig into his back and I’m sure that I’m creating blood, however, Adam doesn’t seem to mind this.

He draws back a little to look at my face, concern lacing his features. He obviously notices the discomfort on my face.

Beads of sweat is dripping on his forehead and also down his chest. He moves one hand from my waist and slowly massages my c–t, obviously trying to make me feel better.

“Hmm…” I m0an at the feeling, starting to feel a bit better.

He takes this as a sign to begin moving, in which he does and the pain slowly subsides, opening a whole different feeling of indescribable pleasure. He grabs my hips as he begins to t—-t slowly at first but his speed soon picks up, creating an even pleasurable s£nsat!on.

He mumbles incoherent sentences in my neck as I m0an beneath him. “So tight, baby.” He grunts out. His voice sounds strained, almost as if he’s in pain.

I wrap my legs around his waist, feeling a bit more confident as I t—-t my hips up a bit, meeting his movements.

He begins to massage my b—-t in his free hand as he kisses me roughly, swallowing all of my m0ans as he nibbles and pulls at my bottom lip.
I quickly pull away from his mouth and let out the loudest m0an I ever made. I didn’t even know that that noise was capable of coming out of my mouth.

I m0an once again when Adam hits a spot somewhere deep inside of me which keeps pushes me closer and closer to my release. He repeatedly hits this spot, leaving me a m0an!ng mess at his mercy as he captures all of my m0ans in his mouth.

He grabs my hips and thrusts harder than before as I scream beneath him in ecstasy as I reach my release.

After a few more thrusts, Adam comes undone as he groans out my name, thrusting a bit more so that he rides out his high.
He collapses on the bed beside me, running his hands down his face and I still not recovering from the first and best o—-m of my life.

Seconds later, he gets up and disappears in the bathroom. I can barely keep my eyes open at this point and my breathing is still slightly heavy.
I hear Adam reenter the room and soon after, I feel a warm feeling between my legs. I sit up quickly to see Adam softly wiping a warm towel between my legs and up my thighs which my juices currently leaked.

I plop back down on the bed exhausted, too exhausted to even feel embarrassed right now that Adam is cleaning me up.

Afterward, he lies down in bed and pulls me to his chest, “Was that okay?” I ask him softly as I lie on his chest, eyes drooping shut.
“That was great, baby. Perfect. Get some rest, okay?” He whispers and I nod against his chest feeling satisfied.
He whispers something under his breath but I don’t hear because I’m already in dreamland.
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.hhhhmmmm….. i know have never written a scene like this before in this story… so incase some of you don’t like it… am really dearly sorry foe that…. but please still let me know of what you all think about the episode…. thanks and don’t forget to hit that love to like ?… lol…. thanks!!!