Chapter 139 My Best Friend's Brother
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Lila's POV
The tequila burned going down. “Ahh, that's more like it.”
“Yes girl. There you go.” My best friend hyped me. Mia was such a drama queen.
By the fourth shot, my skin buzzed like live wire. I felt alive Mia screamed something about “finding me a hot stranger” while she grinded against some guy on the dance floor.
Typical.
The club was a room of disco lights flashing, beats thumping through the dance floor, bodies pressing in from every side.
I danced like I was possessed. Hips rolling slow at first, head thrown back, dress riding up my thighs.
I didn't mind. I mean, that was the goal.
Sweat trickled down my breasts. My panties were already soaked from the unfinished mess back home. Every grind against the air made me ache harder.
It was like even the wind was against me.
I needed hands. Teeth. Something thick splitting me open.
I closed my eyes and danced, imagining him. Nathan.
His big hands sliding up my dress, fingers digging into my ass while he pinned me against a wall. His mouth on my neck, sucking bruises while he growled, “You’ve been dripping for me all night, haven’t you, Lil? Such a needy little thing.”
God. I whimpered into the music. My clit throbbed with every heartbeat. I pressed my thighs together but it only made it worse.
I needed… something.
Then strong arms wrapped around my waist from behind. Pulled me back against a hard chest. One hand slid down, cupped my ass, squeezed rough.
His hot breath on my ear, as he said, “You’re driving me fucking crazy out here.”
The voice was low and rough. I didn’t turn around. I didn't want to see his face.
As long as I could pretend it was Nathan, it didn’t matter.
I arched into him. Ground my ass against the thick bulge already hardening in his jeans. He groaned deep like he was just as wrecked as i was, and his grip tightened.
His other hand slipped under my dress, fingers brushing the edge of my thong. Teasing the slick heat there.
I moaned. Loud and shameless.
He chuckled low. “Someone's a naughty girl.”
He didn’t wait. He walked me through the crowd, half dragging, half carrying me to a dark hallway. Past a door and into a private room.
I couldn’t see much. Just dim red light. A Couch. Then i heard the click of a locked door.
Without warning, my back slammed against the wall.
His mouth hit my neck. There was teeth scraping, tongue soothing the pain
But I loved every second of it. His hands were everywhere as he yanked my dress up, palming my ass, squeezing hard enough to bruise.
I gasped. “Yes. Fuck. Touch me.”
“You’re drenched,” he growled against my skin. Fingers shoved my thong aside then wo thick ones plunged inside me without warning. And curled.
Hard.
I cried out, my legs buckling. He pinned me with his body. Fucked me with his fingers fast and ruthless, his thumb circling my clit. Pressing down until stars exploded behind my eyes.
Oh God.
I grabbed his shoulders, digging my nails in and rocked my hips shamelessly. “More. Please. I need it so bad.”
He ripped the straps of my dress down, freeing my tits.
“Need this tit in my mouth.” He growled then dropped his head and sucked a nipple into his mouth. Hard.
Teeth nibbling, tongue swirling. It was heaven and hell.
I didn’t know his face. And I didn't care. In my head it was Nathan. With his grey eyes dark with lust, his cock leaking against my thigh while he ruined me. “That’s it, Lila. Come on my fingers like the desperate slut you are.”
The friction built.
I was coming apart. Grinding down. Chasing it. “Fuck me. Please. I can’t. I need your cock or I’ll lose my mind.”
He pulled his fingers out. I whined at the loss.
Then immediately spun me around, bent me over the arm of the couch and spread my legs wide.
Fuck. That was hot.
All i heard was his zipper going down and the sound of fabric rustling. The blunt head of his cock nudged my entrance.
“Beg,” he ordered, his voice rough.
“Please.” My voice cracked. “Please fuck me. Ruin this pussy. I need you inside me now.”
He slammed in with one brutal thrust.
I screamed in half pain, half bliss.
He was huge, stretching me wide, filling me so deep I felt him everywhere. My walls clenched around him. Fluttered.
He didn’t go slow. Gripped my hips and fucked me hard. Fast. Punishing. Every snap drove him deeper. Hitting that spot over and over.
My tits bounced. Moans turned into sobs.
One hand clamped over my mouth. “Quiet. Don’t want the whole club hearing how much you love getting railed like this.”
I moaned into his palm. Pushed back to meet him. It felt so good. So full. So exactly what I’d craved. Rough. Frantic. Like he was trying to fuck the obsession right out of me.
His other hand slid around. Found my clit. Rubbed fast circles while he pounded into me. “Come for me. Soak my cock.”
I shattered. My vision blurred and i cried out against his hand as the orgasm ripped through me.
He groaned. Thrust twice more. Buried deep and came, hot cum filling me up.
We collapsed onto the couch. Panting and sweaty. His cock still twitching inside me.
I didn’t look at him. Just closed my eyes and floated in the haze. Pretending it was Nathan holding me.
Morning came and light stabbed through the curtains. My head pounded. My mouth was dry. My body was sore in the best way, with my thighs sticky, pussy tender from last night’s good fuck.
I blinked awake. Hotel room? No, wait. Mia’s house? The sheets were soft but strange.
Then I felt it. A warm body beside me. An arm draped over my waist.
Panic hit. I turned slowly. Heart slamming.
Na
than.
Naked. Asleep. His dark hair messed up. Lips parted. That perfect jaw shadowed with stubble. The sheet was low enough to show the trail of hair down his abs.
Oh God. Oh fuck. It was him. Last night….
It was really him.
Mortified heat flooded me. I slipped out from under his arm. Grabbed my dress from the floor. I had to get out.