My Best Friend's Sister
Nia Kas · Completed · 51.9k Words
Introduction
I felt him behind me. I saw him standing there, just as I remembered him.
"What's your name ?"
Holy shit, he didn't know it was me. I decided I could have this for myself.
"Tessa, what's yours?"
"Anthony, how would you like to go somewhere else?"
I didn't need to think about this; I wanted it. I've always wanted him to be my first, and it looks like my wish is about to come true.
I've always been attracted to him. He hasn't seen me in years. I followed him out of the club, his club. He Stopped short.
He grabbed my hand and walked through the door. Just that simple touch made me want him.
The minute we stepped outside, he pushed me against the wall and took my mouth. His kiss was all I'd dreamt it would be when he sucked and bit my lower lip; I think I came right then. He pulled away from me slightly.
"No one can see anything; you're safe with me."
He continued his assault on my lips; then his warm, delicious mouth was on my nipple.
"Oh God"
His free hand found its way between my legs. When he slid two fingers into me, a needy moan escaped my lips.
"So tight, it's like you were made for me………."
He stopped and looked at me ,I knew that look ,I remember it as his thinking look. The minute the car stopped he grabbed my hand and got out ,he led me towards what seemed like a private elevator.
He just stood there looking at me.
"You're a virgin? Please tell me I'm Wrong; please say you're not."
"I am..."
Anthony was the only guy I've ever wanted, but couldn't ,he was my brother's best friend. Besides, he always saw me as an annoying brat.
What would you do when the possibility of the man you've always wanted to be yours is in front of you? Would you grab that chance or let it slip away. Callie took her chance but with it comes trouble, heartbreak and Jealousy. Her world shatters around her but her brothers Best friend was her main goal and she means to attain him one way or the other.
Chapter 1
Callie
I feel him behind me. I see him standing there, just as I remembered. Anthony was the only guy I've ever wanted but couldn't have; he was my brother's best friend. Besides, he always saw me as an annoying brat.
"What's your name?"
Holy shit, he didn't know it was me. I decided I could have this for myself.
"Tessa, what's yours?"
"Anthony, how would you like to go somewhere else?"
I don't need to think about this; I want it. I've always wanted him to be my first. Looks like my wish is about to come true.
I've always been attracted to him. He hasn't seen me in years. I follow him out of the club, his club. He stops short.
"First, Tessa, please tell me you're over 22."
I can't help it; I let out a laugh.
"I'm 24. If that helps."
"Let's go."
He grabs my hand and walks through the door. Just that simple touch makes me want him.
The minute we step outside, he pushes me against the wall and takes my mouth. His kiss is all I dreamt it would be when he sucks and bites my lower lip. I think I come right then. He pulls away from me slightly.
"So sweet. I can't wait to get you in bed."
I only hope to God he doesn't run when he realizes I've never had sex before. We get into the back seat of his car, then his mouth was on me again. He kissed with such passion. When his lips move to my neck, I know I won't regret this decision.
I don't realize there's someone else in the car with us, or that we're driving. In the blink of an eye, he riped my dress down the middle and pulled away, long enough to whisper in my ear.
"No one can see anything. You're safe with me."
He continueed his assault on my lips, then his warm, delicious mouth was on my nipple.
"Oh God."
His free hand found its way between my legs. When he slid two fingers into me, a needy moan escaped my lips.
"So tight. It's like you were made for me..."
He stoped and looked at me. I know that look, I remember it as his thinking look. The minute the car stopped, he grabbed my hand and got out. He led me toward what seems like a private elevator. He just stood there, looking at me.
"You're a virgin? Please tell me I'm wrong, please say you're not."
"I am."
"Jesus..."
I don't give him a chance to continue. I launch myself at him.
"Your first time should be with someone special."
"But I want you."
"There's something about you that makes me want you."
"And I want you too."
"Let's go."
He grabs my hand and leads me into the elevator. He doesn't say anything else. His kiss is more heated, more desperate. It reminds me of all the times I saw him with his many girlfriends. When the elevator stops, he backs me into his apartment and looks at me.
"Are you sure about this, Tessa?"
"Yes."
Anthony
She reminds me of my one failure. 'Callie,' she was the one I've always wanted but couldn't have. I need to get this shit out of my system. I back her into the bedroom. I search her face, making sure this is what she wants. Her eyes and body say yes. I lift her and put her on the bed. Her taste is sweet, and she kisses with such passion. My hands roam over her back until I'm cupping her ass cheek in my palm. I look down at her face and see the need and the fiery lust burning in her eyes. Why does she seem so familiar? Why does my heart feel connected to her?
"Are you really sure, Tessa?"
"Yes."
She's in full heat. Fuck. I climb up her body and settle between her thighs. She's soaking wet. I need her ready, or she'll be in pain.
"Oh! God..."
Callie
His mouth surround the tip of my nipple. One of his hands pushes between my legs. He slides one finger into me. My eyes close against the unbearable feeling. He's still in his jeans.
"Fuck, you're so wet for me."
"You're so fucking tight."
He pulls out and thrusts gently back into me. My back bows as I clench eagerly around him. The pad of his thumb rubs my clitoris in gentle circles. Everything tightens in my core. He massages my clit and pushes his fingers in and out of me in a steady rhythm.
"Come for me, Tessa," he orders.
I climax with a cry, my grip on his shoulder as my hips pump onto his hand.
"This might hurt. I'm sorry. I'll go as slow as I can."
I take her lips when a hint of fear clouds her eyes.
When he pulls out and pushes back into me with two fingers, I can't hold back anymore and start moaning. He's perfect and precise, and he's confident. He keeps thrusting his fingers. I feel like I'm about to combust. I've never been so turned on.
Anthony
The kiss calms her fears. I rub the head of my cock up and down her slit before dipping it inside her and pulling back, widening her a little more to take me. She's hot and inviting, and I grit my teeth against the urge to fuck into her too hard, too fast. I can't take it anymore, besides nothing is going to prepare her for my length.
"I'm sorry, Tessa."
I wrap my arms around her as I slam into her. She stiffens for a minute. Her heart is beating out of time. I calm her with soft words of comfort until her heart settles down again.
"I'm sorry if I hurt you, Tessa."
I whisper words of praise in between kissing her soft lips until she relaxes and I slip deeper into her wet valley. She closes around me and locks me in. I've never felt anything like her, and I've felt plenty.
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