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              Wallace is driving the Range Rover with Anna in the front, and I’ve got Reagan on my lap in the back. And I’m trying to discreetly brush her full cleavage because I can tell she didn’t wear a bra with her summer dress. As I lightly run my hand across, she gasps, and I grin at her unrepentantly.

              She got back too late from a shopping trip with Anna for us to have anytime before we left, and I had practice this morning. So the penalty was she was going to have to deal with me wanting her badly and not hiding it all night. I jump out and help her exit the car before sliding my hands up her tight ass and squeeze. Squeaking out a short, “Behave,” she tries to walk in front of me but my long legs catch up with her in no time.

              As we walk into the mall, I wrap my hand around her waist and pull her gently into me. Ever since Decker tried to make a move on her, I want to make sure we’re touching in public. For reasons that are beyond me, Reagan has a soft spot for Decker, and I can tell that she doesn’t want to hurt him which pisses me off. He disrespected me thinking he could take what’s mine.

              Right after we walk in, I see Anna pointing towards the frozen yogurt kiosk, and I catch Reagan already making a pouty face at me. I sigh in pretend annoyance before asking, “You want your usual, baby?” She smiles at me and says, “Please,” before landing a fast kiss on me and walking towards a table where Anna was sitting.

              I enjoy watching her tight ass before turning to get behind Wallace in line. As he orders his and Anna’s yogurt the cashier stares at us and has to ask him to repeat his order twice. I can tell that Wallace is losing his patience, but he doesn’t go off on the kid. Anna’s really been making a difference in his demeanor.

              Finally, I get up to order and the guy taking my order asks, “Man, you’re Colin Rocklend, and he’s Wallace Hall, right?” I nod and say, “Yeah, man, can I get a watermelon sorbet, and a swirl cone.” “Yeah, of course, man. But, you guys are freakin legends. I’ve watched the two of you play twice, and both of you control the game like I’ve never seen before.”

              “Ahh, thanks, man, we try. Do you go to Carmen Beach?” I don’t recognize the kid, but I don’t know many people outside the football team and our crowd. But as he gets our yogurt, he shakes his head and explains, “Nah, I go to Randall High. We’ve played you twice, and both times, I noticed that Wallace and you were in a league of your own. You’ll both move on to play college ball, right?”

              Smiling now, I tell him, “That’s what I’m hoping. I’ve had a few offers but want to go somewhere that I can get playing time. It doesn’t have to be a huge university, but I do want the chance to play some more football.” He nods in agreement, and I realize that Wallace has gotten his yogurt from the other girl that’s working.

After getting my order, I turn to walk to where the girls sat down when I see Decker and Wallace facing off at their table. Damn kid, I should’ve been with Reagan instead of talking about football. Decker being there puts Wallace in a tough position. Anna told us when she came to the party a few weeks ago by herself that Decker was like a real brother to her. She loved him but understood why I wouldn’t want him around. She’d even confided that he’d been obsessed with Reagan since the one time they’d kissed.

              When she’d heard, Reagan had smiled a little like she thought that was sweet when it pissed me the hell off. Now he was trying to sit down at the table while I’m not there. I walk up as Wallace is warning him off. Decker looks at me with disgust and says, “You don’t want me here cause Rocklend is too sensitive and worried that his girl is into me.”

              I move towards him when Anna breaks in with her sweet voice, “Decker, please, don’t ruin this for me. Colin and Reagan are my friends.” I watch their eyes meet and his eyes lighten as he sees the pleading in hers. He shoots a longing glance at Reagan before stomping off through the food court.

Unhappily, I hand Reagan her yogurt and ask, “How long has he been here?” Looking exasperated, Reagan answers, “A minute or less, Colin. Please don’t make a big deal out of this. He’s a sweet guy, but I’m completely in love with you. I never even look at anyone else. You know that!”

Letting out a groan, I sit down and look across at her before glancing at Wallace and Anna, who looks extremely uncomfortable with this discussion.

“Fine, I’m letting this go right now, but I don’t like him hitting on you in front of me. It’s disrespectful and shit to have to deal with. And if I let girls hit on me in front of you without telling them to stop, you’d flip out.”

I meet her eyes, and finally, she nods in understanding and says, “Fine, I can understand that, and it would hurt me to watch girls hit on you without you doing anything about it. But I do feel for Decker. From what Anna has says, he’s had a very rough childhood, and I can relate to that. If he uses the idea of me to help keep the focus off the crap he deals with, then I don’t judge him for it, that’s all.”

And now I understand why she hasn’t done anything to put Decker in his place. The shadows in her own eyes help her relate to everything that he’s dealt with. Will she ever share all that she went through when she lived with her dad?

Anna and Wallace are murmuring to each other. Leaning in close to Reagan, I tell her quietly, “I get it, baby. You feel like your rejection could crush him. But it’s a dangerous game to play. He’s a loose cannon. You keeping quiet could encourage him to do something desperate.”

She leans in and kisses me lingeringly before saying, “I respect what you’re saying, and I’ll reject him before anything gets out of control. I’ve never tried to hide that I’m with you or happy. His shadows remind me of my own though. What if I hadn’t had Wallace or you. Where the hell would I be?”

I pick her up and tell her intently, “You won’t ever have to be without me, baby. You’ve got me for life. You’re my own obsession, and I’ve got you in my arms. I’m never letting this go. You’re the only one in the world that’s ever loved me. You’re my own miracle. That’s why I’m so pissed when some asshole wants you and isn’t trying to hide it.”

I bury my lips in her neck and start to lick and kiss her until Wallace clears his throat loudly before saying, “Not that I don’t fucking love watching you eat my sister’s neck in the food court, but are you two ready to get to the movie. I actually like to watch the previews.”

I stop kissing Reagan but don’t put her down. “Of course you would like to watch the previews, Wall. How weird are you?” Anna says softly, “I like them too.” I shake my head in disgust at both of them as I reluctantly let Reagan down.

Immediately, she signals me with her eyes too look over at Wallace. I glance over and see that he’s holding Anna’s hand as they walk which is huge for him. He’s slept with extremely hot but slutty girls for the two years that I’ve known him, but I’ve never seen him struggle like this, with Anna he has no game.

I give him a mocking look, and he gives me a glare that says shut the hell up! I just chuckle quietly and Reagan asks, “What are you laughing at?” I gesture over at her brother and Anna. “Just laughing at your brother in love.” She agrees, “I know. I think it’s the sweetest thing in the world that he likes a sweet girl like Anna. Remember when we were first getting to know each other? It’s the most exciting experience in the world, falling in love.”

Shaking my head, I tell her, “Uh, no, baby, it wasn’t exciting but hellish. You were so beautiful and perfect. Every single guy in the school would’ve given his arms away to be with you. But you made it obvious that you were interested in me which was amazing but intimidating as hell too. Wallace and you lived on your own and handled everything yourself. Nothing stopped you, and you wanted me to jump in for the ride. For the first year, I always felt out of my depth. But eventually, with your love and Wallace’s friendship, I started to believe I belonged. But I’d never choose to be that nervous again.”

 

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As I pace down the halls towards my locker, I can’t remember feeling this nervous in years. The first football game of the season is tonight, and I know that college scouts are going to be watching every move I make. I need a football scholarship if I’m going to have any hope of playing in the NFL alive.

I love to play football, but I also want to be someone that deserves Reagan and can give her anything she wants. I know she has a trust fund, but I want to take care of her. I don’t want  her to ever worry that I can’t provide for her. I’d never want her to have to work if she didn’t want to.

But because this game was so damn important, I couldn’t get myself to calm the hell down. Finally, I reach my locker and start to open it when I get pounded hard on the back and struggle to stay standing. Pissed, I turn and yell at Wallace, “What the hell, man. We’ve got a game tonight. You don’t have to pound the shit out of me.”

He grimaces before saying, “Sorry, man, that was a little harder than I meant to hit ya. Just nervous about the game.” Calming down, I nod at him in agreement. “I know, man, this game starts our entire season. We have to start out strong to have any hope of winning a championship.”

As I glance past Wallace, I spot Reagan coming towards us with a short red dress on. Her cleavage alone is damn near hypnotizing. I don’t hear anything else that Wallace says as I take in Reagan from her gorgeous long legs to her shiny plump lips.

“Ow,” I say when Wallace punches me hard in the arm. “I don’t need to see what you’re thinking while your eyes are following my sister. Keep it to yourself, man. I’ll see you at lunch.”

He leans in and gives Reagan a half hug before walking away as she approaches. She didn’t have a class first period today so she’s just getting here. I missed driving her to school, but I don’t know if I would’ve even agreed to bring her in the dress that she’s wearing.

“Baby, what the hell are you wearing? It’s so tight and short that it looks like lingerie.” She gives me a slight pout before asking sweetly, “You don’t like it?” I shake my head and say, “No, I don’t like it out of the bedroom. What the hell were you thinking?”

Just then I catch a sophomore stop and fixate on her ass. “Hey, Darryl, don’t fucking stare at my girl’s ass.” “Sorry, Colin, sorry,” he stutters before almost running off.

Reagan gives me a look and asks, “Now was that nice, Colin?” “Probably not, but neither was wearing that dress to school, especially with me having a big game tonight.”

“What if I’d saved this especially for your big game?” Frustrated, I say, “Baby, how the hell does you wearing a dress that makes every male in the building stare at you without blinking help me win the game?”

Naughtily, she smiles at me before explaining, “I was thinking that this dress would be enough to encourage you to come with me to a private place where you could blow off a little steam.” What? Wh… Where.?” Now I was the one stuttering.

“How about you follow me,” she says as she grabs my hand and leads me through the main hallway until we come to a section of the school that I don’t remember spending any time in before. She walks past four doors and then reaches in her purse and pulls out a set of keys. She puts one in the lock and opens the door to a room that must be an extra supply closet. It’s small and filled with paper towels and toilet paper but not much else.

“We don’t have that long, Colin, but I think it’s time for me to help my man out a little.” She starts to pull off my shirt, and I stare at her for a minute in surprise before asking, “You want this right here and now, baby?” With excitement glimmering in her eyes, she replies, “Yes, I do. I want to help you relax and this is the most fun way I can think of.”

Eagerly, I pull my shirt off the rest of the way and then pull off her dress too. I start to kiss down her neck, and she giggles before clutching me closer. “That dress, Reagan, you’re going to kill me one day.” She strokes me through my jeans before saying, “You feel alive and ready to me, Colin.” I groan as she pops the button and pulls down my zipper.

She starts to stroke me in her hand, and I have to reach down and pull it away. “Sweetheart, this will be over before it even begins if you continue doing that. Ever since I saw you in that dress, I’ve been ready to go, but I want to be in you for this.”

She grins at me and says, “I’m good with that.” As I look at her in her black lace bra and panties, I groan and cover her with my hands. I reach behind her and unsnap her bra before burying my face in her tits. “Damn, baby, everything about you tastes so sweet.” I lick and kiss her until she’s begging me for more.

I slide my hand inside her to check if she’s ready for me, and she’s soaking wet. I pull her slight body up between me and the wall before slamming inside of her. She gasps in surprise, and I feel her clench against me as I slide in and out of her slowly at first. Her moans get louder, and she starts to beg me for more. This is exactly what I needed, and she knows it. Her body makes me lose all sane thoughts and control.

I can feel myself fighting back against the momentum as she clutches me tightly. I lean my head closer to hers as she thrashes back and forth, and I continue to pump into her. “Baby, I need you with me, and I can’t hold back much longer. I want this together today. I need this fucking bad.”

I watch her gorgeous face flush with pleasure as she pleads,“Yes, Colin, yes.” She trained me to know that desperate tone she just used means she’s there, and I let myself go as I feel her contract and grip me even harder as she screams. Afterwards, I hold her up against me and try to enjoy the closeness that always exists for us as we come back to earth. I lovingly nip and caress her face as she tries to get my confidence up for the game tonight.

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