Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

HAPTER 37 LUKE
"Luke..." she whispered, and I could hear the uncertainty even if she denied it.
I held her gaze, the weight of what was about to happen settling. between us. If only she knew I had been thinking about this
every waking moment for her proximity, Anders, and I know that makes me all sorts of messed up on the inside, but I couldn't
help it. She was a drug, and I've been withdrawing for a very long time.
"I've wanted to do that for so long," I admitted quietly, more to myself than to her. I could see her eyes burn with questions.
Why didn't I tell her?
Why didn't I make a move?
Why did I wait until now to tell her?
The answer to all of the above was that I was a fucking coward.
I stepped back, running a hand through my hair as I tried to gather my thoughts. I needed to take this slow; right now, slow was
the last thing I wanted. I wanted to rip off that ridiculous dress, pull aside her underwear and slam into her repeatedly until she
screamed life into Jessica bit her lip, her gaze flickering away briefly before
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returning to mine. "I thought you didn't want..." she murmured, almost to herself.
I stepped forward, swallowing her doubts in a kiss, which she welcomed. She wasn't in her head now; she was letting her body
respond to me, and I fucking loved it.
I kissed her and walked us to the couch, where I lay her back, kissing and nibbling on her skin and tasting her all the way. She
landed softly between the pillows, and I just stared at her for a moment, all flushed, hair splayed, and lips red and swollen from
kissing me. I took her hand, letting her sit up, then bent down, curled my fingers underneath the hem of her dress and pulled it off
in one smooth motion.

"Oh!"Jessica gasped, and I couldn't help but smile down at her surprise. I didn't waste time before tasting her sweet mouth again
and pressing her back into the couch. I rocked my hips into her, letting her feel what she was doing to me hell, what she's been
doing to me for I hovered just above her, took one of the hands pinned above her head, and brought it between us, intertwining
our fingers. "Relax," I said gently, leading her hand further down between her thighs. "Let me show you..."
Her eyes searched mine, and with the moonlight streaming in, I could see them shimmer with confusion. "Luke, I..." she started,
then hesitated. I waited, letting her relax, and then I moved her
hand lower, pulling her underwear aside. "How much do these," I asked her, and Jessica chewed on the inside of her cheek a
moment before replying, "Not much,"
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"Good," I groaned, then snapped the thin, lacy material with ease and tossed it aside. I didn't waste a second, so I pulled her leg
up and pushed it against the couch.
Before she could hesitate, I kissed her again, then guided her hand back to her core and started moving her hand for her. I could
feel her relax, and when her hips started responding, I let go of her hand.
"Explore," I repeated and slowly pulled away from her, letting her stay on the couch, her fingers dipping into her center. Her eyes
flickered open, but she didn't move. She stayed like that, only in her white lace bra and the moonlight streaming in through the
window, highlighting the best parts of her body which was all of it.
"Don't overthink it, Jessica, just feel it, all of it," I repeated as I settled into the chair across from her. I held her gaze and saw the
questions flicker across her face as I pulled down my tracksuit and steppe out of it before sitting back in only my jockey. "Touch
your chest," I commanded, and Jessica responded without hesitation, gripping her breast through her bra and moaning softly.
Her skin was smooth her abdominal muscles contracted as she slid a finger into her pussy.
I couldn't help but lick my lips. I wanted to taste her, all of her, but this wasn't about that. This was about Jessica realizing that
she doesn't need a man to fulfill her needs and desires. She could do it on her own.
The time for talking was over. I stroked myself over my underwear and took in Jessica on the couch, her fingers sliding across
her center. Fuck - this was exactly what had woken me 55.96%
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up in the morning so painfully hard so many mornings.
Jessica's eyes finally closed as her hips started moving in rhythm with her hand. She started moving more confidently, and her
lips parted just a little.
"Fuck. Jessica. You look... You are..." I pulled my cock out and started stroking myself to her pace, imagining it was her hand
touching me, and when I lazily trailed my gaze from her hot center to her face, I saw her watching me right back