CHRISTMAS:
The BeginningI walked into my mom's house for the first time in months since I left for college. My mom immediately throws her arms around me in a hug squeezing me tightly. She missed me, I could tell. She released me.
"How was the car ride?" she asked, walking into the kitchen to grab plates and placing them on the table. I'm home for Christmas break and a week after that.
"It was good, actually no traffic" I smiled. I grabbed my bags and headed for my room to unpack before we had dinner. Honestly It feels weird being back here, it feels like I just left.
As I was walking back into the kitchen my brother walked in. I immediately threw my arms around him, he stumbled back a little surprised but wrapped his arms around me. I looked behind him and made eye contact with no other than my brother's best friend Raymour.
He has hair that was like an e-boy curly blonde hair, his shirt a button up but the first few buttons untied to reveal the tattoos on his chest. His eyes are blue like the ocean. His tattoos on his arm showing in his short sleeve shirt. He looks extremely attractive.
"Omg it's so nice to see you feels like forever" my mom says bringing him into a hug.
He winked at me and I let go of Josh ignoring him. "So sis, how's college?" my brother asked.
I walked back towards my mom in the kitchen trying to hide from Raymour. I helped her put the food on the table. "It's actually good, I met a lot of creative people to say the least".
"Any boyfriends?" he asked half teasingly but I heard the brotherly overprotective tone in his voice. Raymour immediately looks over at me like he wants the answer to.
"No actually, I have been focused on my studies and hanging out with friends" I responded.
"Okay, it's time for dinner everyone" my mom says before Josh could come up with a response. We immediately rushed over to the table, I took an empty seat and in came Raymour sitting next to me and my brother next to him.
We took each other's hands in prayer and then we ate everyone lost in conversation. I was having a conversation with my mom when I left a hand on my inner thigh, Raymour's hand. I look over to him but he's turned and looking at my brother. I was wearing a red dress that was as long as the beginning of my thighs.
His hand moves upwards towards my panties until his hands trace over my red lace panties. He looked over at me and smirked and turned back to his conversation with my brother. I don't know what to do.
"Are you okay?" My mom says obviously sensing something is happening.
"Yeah..I'mm Fine Mom '' I say, stuttering. "I think I just need water. I'm going to go get some''. I get up and race into the kitchen where the fridge is. Thankfully no one can see me here. I could feel myself turning red and getting flutersed. Why did I get like this?
"Having fun" A familiar voice says quietly. You could still hear from this side of the kitchen the walls are thin. Raymour pops up behind me and I turn to look at him.
"What are you doing Raymour?" I questioned him. Raymour never has a reason for doing what he does; he just does what he wants. I make the mistake of staring into his eyes and now I'm locked in. Help.
He doesn't say anything and just starts walking towards me. I start to back away until I feel my back hitting the fridge door. He puts his hands on the fridge and his body close to mine trapping me in.
"Raymour I swear to god this isn't a joke" I complained, He loved to bully me when he came around. But this was differen't you could cut the sexual tension with a knife leaving me breathless.
"Who says I'm joking Athena?" He responds with a smirk on his face. I just wanted to smack it off of him. I'm frozen. I don't know what to say. What I do know is how badly I want to kiss his lips right now. I find myself looking down at them which makes his smirk even bigger.
"Speechless Athena?" He teases me knowingly. God I hate him right now. Would I be a bad person if I just gave in to him? What are you saying Athena? This is the same guy who had a million girlfriends in high school and left every single one heartbroken and crying at his locker or so I heard. He's 6 years older than me but the rumors about him were there long after he was gone.
I look down at the floor to try and avoid eye contact but the cuffs underneath my chin to look him in the eye and press a kiss to my lip neither of us pull back and the kiss continues into an intense makeout session.
He pulls back stares at me for a second and then Raymour places his head into my chest leaving kisses all over my chest in little red marks. A moan leaves my lips and I bite down on my lip closed in embarrassment. I can't believe I'm enjoying this. He has his palms to each side of me trapping me in.
He moves to my neck kissing right at the place that leaves tingling feelings all over my body. I wanted him badly. I felt myself getting wetter and wetter as he touched all over my body.
"This. Is. Wrong" I say, taking a breath between each word. He grabs me and turns me around. I feel his erection right at my back.
He continues to kiss all over my neck and holds my tits in his hands. "Do you feel how hard you made me?" He says into my ear. I closed my eyes feeling his hot breath on my ear and my whole body shakes underneath him.
"I can tell you want it too" He says, slipping one hand underneath my dress making my dress rise and he puts his fingers right to my entrance. "I can feel how wet you are for me". I unconsciously let out a moan.
"No. This is wrong" I say, yelling in a quiet way. I turned around and pushed him away. "We can't ever do this".
I speed walk back to the table. It was like we never left my mom and Josh were talking about how the business that Josh and Raymour own is going. I sat back down and continued eating my food pretending like what happened in the kitchen didn't happen. Raymour walked in a few minutes later, turned to me and smirked.
And I knew this wasn't going to be the end of it.

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