My Brother's Bestfriend-Louis Tomlinson Fanfic

Chapter 56

"You're warm," I mumbled snuggling closer into Louis' side.

"Are you really that cold?" he asked, pulling the blanket up around my shoulders.

"Yes! It's always so cold in my house. My brother turns down the heating because he gets too hot."

"Speaking of brothers, where is yours?"

"I don't know, probably out somewhere with Carry. Why?"

"I just don't want him to see us kissing on the couch."

"But were not kissing on the couch-" He pressed my lips to mine and I couldn't help but giggle. "Oh I see what you did there," I laughed. He kissed me again pushing me on to my back on the couch. He put his leg in between mine, putting his weight on me. I pulled the covers over our heads covering both of us. Just Louis and I in our own little world. He ran his tongue along my bottom lip and I opened my mouth, allowing his tongue to slide in my mouth. When it came to kissing Louis definitely knew what he was doing. It made me wonder what else he knew how to do.

His hands traveled up my shirt, him grabbing my breasts. I still wasn't used to that but I wasn't as bad as I was before. His lips disconnected with mine and I wanted to bring them back. He kissed my neck biting down slightly. I scrunched my toes, my back arching to him.

"You're still so squirmy," he laughed. He repeated his actions and I gave him the same reaction. "Still not used to me yet, sweetheart?" he whispered in my ear. His thick british accent sounded so much sexier when he said things like that.

Suddenly it felt like someone raised the temperature about 10 degrees. My cheeks burned and my body craved being closer to Louis'. "I know you want me. You just won't let yourself," he whispered. His hands squeezed a little harder and I moaned. Fuck did I ever want him. He's right though, I won't let myself. Maybe I should just let go... "I want you so bad," he admitted. Oh god was this actually happening? My mind couldn't keep my thoughts straight. It just keep screaming Louis.

His hot tongue pressed to my neck and my breathing hitched in my throat. I wound my fingers into his hair pulling gently.

"Louis," I gasped. He continued kissing my neck. "Please kiss me," I said quickly. He wasted no time finding my lips and kissing me. It was a little easier to think now. What if Todd comes home in the middle of this? I forgot that outside of this blanket there was an actual world. There we go now I was thinking more rationally.

"I'm sorry for our terrible date. I really want to make it up to you," he said. What did he mean by that? He went back to nipping on my neck. Oh well there goes all rational thoughts I had. His hands slowly slid down my stomach to my hips. His fingertips ran along the waistband of my jeans and up and down my hip bones. My breathing picked up dramatically. What was happening? I should say something. No I shouldn't, I really shouldn't. His fingers swiftly undid the button on my jeans, pulling down the zipper. I opened my mouth to protest but nothing came out. My body really wanted this and it was in control now.

His hand slid down my pants, his fingers sliding up and down on the outside of my underwear. He was teasing me.

My hips bucked forward, his fingers pressing into me a little bit harder. I squeezed my eyes shut, biting my lip to stop any moans from escaping. His hands stopped moving, his fingers resting just in the band of my underwear. This is happening. Is this real? His fingers slowly slid down and I wished he would move faster.

"Jess?" someone said. My eyes shot open. Louis quickly removed his hand from my underwear. Are you serious right now? "What are you doing?" he asked. It was totally Todd. He couldn't have waited a few minutes before coming home? Before I knew it Louis had my pants zipped and buttoned back up.