I walked into the house and quietly opened the door, hoping that Lance wouldn't hear. Not looking to the side where the door lands when you open it, I closed it and jumped when I saw him standing there with a blank look on his face.
"What the hell, Lance?" I gasped, trying to slow down my heart from beating hard against my chest.
"Had fun with whats-his-face?" I glared at him. "His name is John, and yes I did, F.Y.I."
"F.Y.I?" He scowled. "Where did you two go anyways?"
I crossed my arms around my chest. "It's not any of your business."
"Ohh, so it's not any of my business as to where my sister is at or where she goes with people she barely knows."
"He's my friend!"
"You've only known him for a day! How the hell is he your friend?"
I snorted. "You can make friends with people you just met, thank you."
"Yeah, but not with him," he muttered.
"Excuse me?" I asked, looking at him, daring him to mutter something stupid again.
"Oh nothing, I was just saying that he can't be your friend."
"I can be friends with whoever I want," I said. He started talking again, but I wasn't going to listen to him anymore.
I started walking past him, but he grabbed my wrist. "Hey, I was still talking to you, Corrie."
I whipped around and was about to give him a piece of my mind but I blushed at how close his face was to mine. Why did he get that close to me?
"Wa-wh-what, are you doing?" I stuttered, backing up until my back hit the wall behind me and he followed my every step, his height towering over me and surrounding me, possessively. His hand trailed up to my hair and his fingers gently grabbed a piece of my long hair.
I couldn't breathe as his fingers toyed with a piece of my black hair, and his full, gorgeous lips slightly open, asking for them to be kissed. We both looked into each others eyes, a heat was visible in both of our eyes as he broke eye contact first.
His eyes trailed down my body then back up as he gripped both of my hands and pulled them over my head and and he brought his face close to mine as he laid his cheek against mine and breathed close to my ear, causing shivers to spread across my body as it whirred profusely to feel him more. My body was reacting so much, my mind was going blank between the confusion and desire. He pressed his body completely against mine and he took a deep struggled breath before he spoke again.
"Don't know know how I feel about you, Corrie...How I've always felt about you..."he whispered so soft I could barely hear him pulling back and bringing his lips to mine. I moaned and kissed him back eagerly, enjoying the taste of him. I felt his hand run down my side, squeezing my hip tightly, causing me to shiver more at his fiery touch.
My entire body was alive and on fire from the kiss, and I couldn't think straight as it seemed like time would stop from what was happening right then and there. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he trailed his tantalizing kisses down to the hollow of my neck, causing another moan to escape my lips, my body wanting to feel more and more of the addicting feeling he was causing. I pulled his face back to mine as he deepened the kiss more and I gave in completely to strong emotions we both were feeling and proceeded to act upon.
It had to be a dream that this was happening. It didn't feel real at all. But here we were. Completely necking. What would our parents think if they saw us there.
I suddenly tensed up and stopped kissing him, yanking my hands from off of him and pushing him away. I saw shock on his face as I ran past him and up the stairs to my room and locked my door. I tried catching my breath as I slowly made my way to my bed and collapsed weakly onto it.
Why the hell did you run away? I asked myself. I couldn't think of a reason why I did that other than the scare of being caught, but my thoughts went back to Lance. I blushed at how he had looked at me before he kissed me. It was like he couldn't hold it in any longer. Along with his soft words...
I sat up as it had popped in my head as a smile spread across my face. So the bastard did like me after all!
YOU ARE READING
In Love with My Brother
Romance"The name's Corrie Fisher. I am not your ordinary girl. When I was younger, I would get teased because of one simple thing: I wanted to marry my brother. Even though we were buddy-buddy and were best-friends, I still was in love with my brother...