My Brother's Friend ✔

Chapter 17

(((WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT)))

It had been a week since my birthday and Justin has given me complete radio silence since then.

I got in my car after school and drove home. I pulled up to see Justin sitting on my porch. I noticed Matt's jeep was gone, so we were all alone. I took awhile to grab my stuff before getting out. He had a tight gray shirt on with black sweat pants and a benie. To sum it up, he looked fine.

"Hi." I said, approaching him. My hands started to get clamy so I wiped them on my jeans. "Hey." He said, looking everywhere but me. I smiled and walked past him to unlock the door. He followed me inside to the kitchen.

"So what's up?" I said.

"I wanted to talk about that night."

"Which night?" I asked. I was gonna play dumb.

He sighed, "you know which night."

"I don't recall, maybe you should remind me."

His eyes darkened as he stared at me. "Oh?" He asked. His voice deep and raw. I smirked and walked up to him and kept going, right past him. I was hoping he would follow. Am I really about to lead this boy to my room knowing damn well something is gonna happen? I was not disappointed when I turned around to see Justin in my doorway. He closed the door behind him then in two long strides he was chest to chest with me.

He kissed me gently then more aggressive. He picked me up and threw me on the bed. My breathing sped up as he kissed my collar bone, then my covered breast.

"You remember now?" He asked breathless. I nodded.

I sat up and pulled my shirt off, leaving me in my black bra. Justin hissed as he took in the sight. He was like a wild animal as he open mouthed kissed the top of my exposed breasts. He pulled one of the cups down and took my hard nipple into his mouth.

I moaned out. My center ached for his touch. "I want you." I moaned. I didn't recognize my voice; it was throaty and deep. Justin's eyes connected with mine as he pulled my jeans and panties down. He spread my legs slowly. "Fuck Taylor." He broke eye contact to take in my half naked body. I reached behind me to unclip my bra.

I was completely naked in front of Justin. Oh fuck. Fuckkk. Suddenly it hit me. I WAS NAKED. I covered my face to hide the blush. I felt something wet on my thigh. Then again on my other thigh. He was leaving wet kisses up to my center. I gripped the sheets as his tongue slipped in between my wet folds. I moaned loudly as my hips jerked. I couldn't stop my self from grabbing his hair and grinding on his face. He replaced his tongue with a long finger.

"Ahh, fuck. Justin!" I moaned. His eyes were hungry.

"TAYLORR!!" someone yelled from downstairs. We froze. Matthew was in the fucking house. Justin jumped off the bed and started to pace around. I quickly pulled on my jeans, not bothering to find my panties. I picked up a shirt off the floor and threw it on. Suddenly Matt came in my room to see Justin standing there as I sat on my bed awkwardly.

He looked at us weirdly, "Um hey, Uh I was just gonna let you know I got food."

"Okay." I said. I knew my face was red. Matt gave Justin a hard look, "leave this door open." And with that he was gone. Justin let out a sigh, "jesus Taylor. What just happened?"

"I don't know." I said stunned. "I think you should leave." I kept my eyes focused on the floor. Justin stood there for a few seconds before leaving. Why the fuck did I do that? Why did I let him do that?