A Little More (Spinoff of Wanted) (BMWW)

Chapter 1: More?

A/N: ITS FINALLY HERE!!!!! Thank you guys for reading! Enjoy. (:




*~! Krystal's POV !~*









Andrew's bed was the last place I wanted to wake up, yet the one place I couldn't stay away from. I stretched, noticing he wasn't next to me, and frowned.

"Hey, Krys," he smiled as he stuck his head through the door. This was the worst part, the morning after, or as I like to call it the mourning after.

"Hey. I'll be right out," I mumbled, wrapping the sheets around me as I stood. He didn't even object, he just nodded and left.

Andrew. He was my best friend all throughout high school, and even now. I always had a slight crush on his brown skin that matched my mother's. His style was quite unique, and his charisma could charm any girl. As far as our relationship? There wasn't one. We were simply two friends who, occasionally, would sleep together. And not to mention we shared a condo.

I stood in my bathroom, staring at what had become of me. My mom always taught me to take care of myself, and never wear make up, or any other body enhancements. That was the only way you could know someone is attracted to you just simply for who you are. I stuck with that and still look to her for words of wisdom. Although I did die my hair dark red, nothing else about me was fake, and I was proud.

After my shower, my eyes scanned through my closet, searching for something to wear. They finally settled on a pair of dark washed jeans. I added a white tank-top, tucking it into my jeans, and a black cardigan, with red pumps. I threw my hair up in a high bun, and was satisfied with my look as I headed down the stairs.

"Morning sunshine," Drew flashed that bright smile. That's what I hate about my best friend. After the deed was done, he would act like nothing had happened. No doubt, I have no feelings towards him, but at least don't make it awkward.

"Good morning. What's the plan for today?" I questioned, biting into the breakfast he prepared, and moaning. It was so good, and I couldn't help but.

"Reminds me of last night," he smirked.

"Stop it, Drew. You know the rules: don't talk about it," I scoffed and continued eating.

"You don't want me to talk about it, but you don't want me to act like it didn't happen?" He chuckled. "That's quite ridiculous."

"Whatever. Can you answer my question?" I was getting irritated. He sighed, picking up his phone and reading emails to me. My mom had retired, and appointed me to her position. Along with me came Andrew, but he was Vice President CEO.

"Meeting at twelve, another at one, then you and I have lunch, and lastly, at three there's an employee meeting."

"Alright. Let's go," I breathed heavily. As I stood up, Andrew wrapped his arms around my waist, kissing up my neck.

"No quickie?" He whispered against my neck. I couldn't figure out what was wrong with him, but he was breaking too many rules.

"Rule number eight: no intimate stuff before sex. That means no neck kissing or anything," I clarified, pushing him away. I couldn't help but miss his lips on my skin as he chuckled, grabbing my keys and pulling me out with him.

It was quiet, only the sounds of Christmas music playing in the silence between us. It wasn't even Thanksgiving, only a few days after Halloween, and the stations were eating this up. I turned down the radio slowly, earning a confused look from Drew.

"I have a date tonight," I sang with a smile. I couldn't help but sense a little jealously as Drew clinched the wheel and his jaw.

"With who?" He growled as I smiled to myself. Knowing I could determine his emotional state somehow gave me satisfaction. If I wanted to, I could destroy his whole life, just simply by walking out of it. The part that scared me was that he could've done the same to me.

"His name is Bryan. He's 6'4, muscular, clean cut, and very sexy," I licked my lips. Bryan was gorgeous, I mean, tanned skin and everything. He was sweet too, and I could see myself being with him for a very long time. We had only been on three dates, and it was looking good for us. But sadly, he was nothing like Andrew. Andrew could make me laugh at any point of the day, or he could make me desperate for his touch. He controlled my sensations in my body, and that was another thing I hated about him.

"Well, I don't care, but I do want to meet him. He's dating my best friend and I feel like I have a right to know who's taking all our time away," he pouted like a baby.

"Shut up, Drew! We are together all the time. Hell, I wake up in your bed more than I wake up in mine," I frowned.

"You can't stay away from this chocolate babe. It's too good. You'll come back one day," he smirked as we pulled into the office's parking lot.

I sighed, entering the building and being greeted by the receptionists. Drew followed right behind me, as they made little comments about him, which ticked me off. I couldn't figure out why I was getting jealous. That was rule number one: never get jealous.

The second we stepped onto the elevator, the sexual tension between us expanded. I began to tap my foot as we ascended upwards. The elevator music didn't help anything except for making things more awkward. I bit my lip, and stole a quick glance at Andrew.

Next thing I knew, I was pinned against the brass wall of the elevator, lips all over mine. I fumbled, trying to unbuckle his pants, but the elevator opened, causing us to fix ourselves up, and walk out like nothing happened, as always. Drew followed silently behind me, again. Once we were in our office, another thing we shared, I shut and locked the door behind me. My eyes scanned down his body as he began to file papers. He could make me hot just by doing work, and this has never happened before.

"Drew," I whimpered. His eyes snapped up to mine, and held my stare.

"What?" He walked over to me, nudging me against the wall. He buried his lips in my neck, leaving trails of kisses. I squirmed trying to fight it, but he pulled my arms above my head.

I was already about to explode as my lip became raw from biting on it. I just couldn't say I needed to feel him. No, he would be the first.

"What do you want, baby?" Andrew whispered. He picked me up, and threw me on my desk, crumbling whatever papers I had on it. His hands undid my jeans, and I knew what was coming: punishment.

It was apart of our twisted game we played. Everything about us was twisted, really, but this was worse. If one failed to express their arousal, the other could punish them any way they would like. The only instruction was you couldn't release; rule number twelve.

"D-Drew, stop," I tried to prevent the inevitable. He just chuckled and slipped my jeans off. Next was my tank-top, and you could see my nips straight through my bra.

"Oh, someone does want me?" He chuckled, and trailed kisses down my body. My lady heated up, and I knew Andrew would attack there. I gulped as his teeth gripped the sides of my panties, and slid them down. "I don't know what the punishment should be..." He teased, flicking his tongue in but quickly removing it.

I whimpered as he continued to play around with me. Suddenly, his tongue dove in, making me grip the edges of my desk. I threatened to explode as I pushed his head closer, and his tongue went deeper. My hips began to swirl with the movement of his tongue before he swiped one last time, and stood up.

"I need it," he admitted. That was never a problem for him, admitting he needed me. I, on the other hand, was stubborn and wouldn't admit. He got his belt unbuckled, sliding his pants down.

"Hurry up," I panted as he positioned himself. He thrust into me one time, and I was done for. I let out a high pitched scream as he pushed me on the desk, laying me on my back. His hand rested next to my head as his thrusts became stronger and harder. My toes curled as he breathed heavily in my ear.

"Faster babe," I whispered, and he sped up. The only thing you could hear in this room was the smacking sounds of flesh. He pounded faster and harder as I screamed out. My hands clutched his curly hair then wrapped around his torso.

"Be still," he panted and moved even faster. My walls clinched around him as he threw my leg above his shoulder. Soon, the both of us released, and he fell on top of me. "Damn baby!" He screamed. I was in pure bliss, and nothing could make my high go down.

"I guess we can do this tonight too. Exactly like this," I breathed.

"Hell yes. Give me a kiss," he smirked.

"Andrew, you know the rules!" I protested.

"Fuck the rules, Krystal! What if I don't want the rules? What if I just want me and you?" He stood off the desk, pulling his boxers and pants on. He tightened his tie, then threw my clothes to me.

"You know I never wanted to be anything more than a good fuck," I frowned. I didn't think about relationships and marriage and all of that. The only thing that was on my mind constantly was work and business. I didn't think I would be good in a relationship, especially not with my best friend.

"I know that's what you're saying, but you want more from me, right?" He furrowed his eyebrows as he stood in front of me, waiting on an answer.

"I- I don't-" I was cut off by his lips. He kissed me forcefully, but soft, and passionate. He had never kissed me like that, and I knew he was serious. Our tongues meshed together in perfect harmony as he held onto my waist. He slipped into my mouth one last time before biting down and pulling away.

"Just think about it," he sighed. Andrew left out the door, leaving me confused and lonely.

I didn't see him for the rest of the day, and I was grateful for that. I needed time to collect my thoughts, and analyze what just happened. I needed my mom.

"Hello?" She answered the phone. There was no telling where her and the rest of my family was. My only guess was the twins were no where around. They were probably doing something extra curricular at school; they're very active like Aid and I were.

"Hi mommy," I sighed into the phone. I was at home, pouting on my bed. I canceled my date, so here I was with ice cream and cookies.

"Hi baby! What's wrong?" She immediately became concerned.

"I think Andrew wants to be more," I sighed. She had no idea about the little thing Andrew and I had going, the only thing she knew was about our friendship.

"Well, you guys have been friends since you were fourteen, that's ten whole years sweetie."

"I know, mom, but I don't want to lose my best friend, you know? I mean, we live together, and work together!" I whined.

"Yeah, baby. Your father and I were best friends before we became something more, and it turned out great for us," she reminded me.

"Yeah baby girl! I say go for it. I like Drew," my dad interjected on the other line. My family loves Drew, and I mean everyone. And if you know my family, you know it's a lot of people.

"I don't know, I'll see... Have you talked to Aiden?" I questioned. He was in college at NYU, but as of now, he was studying abroad, and in Italy. He was having fun there, discovering our real roots. I love my parents, and I know they raised us, but I always wondered about my real father and mother and so did my brother. So when he had the opportunity to learn about our birthplace, he took it.

"Yeah, he'll be back for Thanksgiving in a few weeks!" Mom exclaimed. All she had talked about since Halloween was over was Thanksgiving. All of our family was going to be together, and rumors spread that Aiden was bringing a girl with him.

"Okay, mom. Well, I'll probably see you and daddy tomorrow. I'm going over GranGran's house tomorrow to see Pop," I smiled to myself, thinking of my grandparents. They were still in love, and someday I wanted something like that too. I just couldn't figure if I wanted it with Andrew or not.

"Alright. We love you," she spoke.

"Aaaaaaaannnnd I-e-I will always love youuuuuuu!" Dad sang horribly, making me laugh.

"I love you guys too," I giggled and hung the phone up.

These were the times that I wished my brother was here. Every time I had boy problems, he would tell me everything was okay, and there were others out there. These were also the times I wished my other best friend, Carmen, was here. She's Drew's twin sister, and she told us this would happen. I just didn't know she was right.

"Hi baby girl," Carmen smiled as she entered. My prayers had been answered.

"Oh god, I'm so glad you're here," I frowned as she kicked her shoes off and jumped on my bed.

"I heard what happened," she giggled and took one of my cookies.

"You were right," I sighed. "I just didn't know he felt that way! I mean, he didn't leave me any hints or anything," I shook my head.

"Well, he didn't want to lose you. But now, he sees how stupid it was not to go after you in high school, and he just got you back when you came home from college. He wasn't gonna mess it up again, so he had to tell you," she justified.

"I know, Car. But after high school, he told me he wanted to be friends. I left, then came back, and we've been messing around without any feelings until now."

"I know sweetie," she pulled me into a hug. Tears streamed down my face. No, I wasn't crying over a stupid guy, I was crying from frustration. I was just so confused at this point, and it was making my head hurt. "I guess the question is now how do you feel about him?"

"I- I don't know, honestly. I never really think about relationships except with Bryan. He's the closest to relationship I've ever had. You know me, I'm all about work. But, Drew he's... He makes me laugh and he makes me hate him all in the same breath. I just don't know," I shook my head.

"It's okay, sweetheart. I know he'll wait for you, no matter what you decide to do. If I were you, I would test my options first, you know, see what you have going," she kissed my forehead. "But as for me, I have a date, so..." She trailed and slipped her heels on.

"With who?!" I squeaked.

"A guy, whom you may or may not know," she smirked. I thought of everyone at the office. Carmen worked part time there, and there were a lot of good looking guys that liked her.

"Latino?" I took my stab at it. She's always liked Latinos, and I've had one too. They're so passionate and sweet, which is what she said drew her to them.

"I don't know. I'm sure you'll figure out Monday," she smirked and left me once again by myself.






A/N: FIRST CHAPTER IS HERE!!!!! I know it sucked, I wrote this a long time ago, but stick with me, it gets better! Thank you so much for those who stayed with me during this whole thing. I love you guys! Leave 7 comments, and I'll update! Tell me what you guys think!


~CasuallyMe