Fall in love with my best friends brother? CHECK
That's it. That's all I've got. I'm seriously stupid, how could this cliché happen to me. Kooper is my best friend, his older brother though? I have dreams of him.
I shouldn't like her.
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Taylor
27 Years Old
(Winter 2018)
His lips against mine have always been Heaven. I've never kissed anyone else and I'm okay with that. Just wish this frustratingly gorgeous man would realize that he's all I want in this world. That we'd be better together then the pain of being apart. It's electric, it's hard to be around him alone. We hang out all the time but there is always pain in both our eyes from not being able to touch, not be able to do exactly what we are doing right now. And if he wants to pretend it didn't happen tomorrow then so be it because at least I'll have this, yet another memory to keep to myself.
So, needless to say when he gently pinned me up against the counter then quickly lifted me and took his rightful place between my legs, I wasn't stopping him. I slid my hands around his shoulders, holding on because let's face it, I know this man owns every piece of me and has since I was 15. His tongue grazed mine and I couldn't help but moan, that could also be because he slid my ass on the counter up against him.
"Tay, wrap your legs."
"Kieffer, you been drinkin'." He pulled back just enough to look into my eyes.
"Wrap your legs around my waist, I know you want me as bad as I want you." Well, he wasn't wrong. I wrapped my legs and tightened my arms around his shoulders, he immediately lifted me off the counter and easily walked us back to his bedroom lips fused back together.
Back in his room he set me on my feet as I watched him pull his hoodie off then his long sleeve shirt and tried to keep my drool in. When my eyes made it back up to his face he was smirking. Typical Abbott fashion.
"Shut up." I laughed watching him close the gap between us. Our lips back together he started taking off my long sleeve, then my leggings after backing me up till I fell onto his bed with a laugh. I laid there completely naked watching him unbuckle his belt and strip out of his jeans and boxers. I slid up the bed till my head hit his pillows. He slid onto the bed between my legs.
"You good?"
"Very." I couldn't help my smile, or his returning one before our lips closed together once again. He slid in slowly and once again it was like my body was build just for his. We fit together so perfectly it was scary. We made love, taking out time exploring one another, both knowing this wasn't going to happen again. Though we thought it wouldn't happen again the last time.
I woke up in the morning before Kieffer and left his house, he might not remember when he wakes up but I will. The thought that he would wake up wondering why in the world I was in his bed is what made me leave. I didn't want to see an ounce of regret in his dark hazel eyes. All my worries came true when I got back to his house later on in the day. I knocked on the door and when he answered he was in a pair of sweats, his hair all disheveled and one eye completely closed.
"You look."
"Like shit I know." He deadpanned.
"You said it." I smiled. "Are you even going to be able to drive like that?" He shook his head as I walked in and closed the door behind me. I watched him walk down the hall to his room and come out a few minutes later.
