If You Only Knew

Living After Midnight

Brian quickly turned and switched on a light on the bedside table and sat up a little in the bed. He just stared blankly at nothing for a while; I was getting a little worried so I asked, "are you ok?" He turned his head slowly to me and just whispered "I'm a dead man!"

"Come on, don't you think you are exaggerating just a bit?" I asked him.

"He's my best friend and I just picked up his only sister from a bar, took her home and had sex with her...I'm dead" he answered with a deadpan expression.

Wow, he really was serious. "Hey, it's not like you did anything I didn't want! I have some say in this too you know" I explained.

"Yeah but would he see it that way?" he questioned

"Well I would just have to make him see it that way!" I sternly told him. "Anyway, he doesn't know right now does he?" I inquired while my hand found its way to his bare chest. As I did that he jumped a little "what are you doing?" was he actually questioning my actions?

"What? I have woken up a little now after all that so if you want to have a little more fun..." I told him with a wink.

"We can't, he's in the room down a hall!" Brian exclaimed.

"So" I blankly said as my hand travelled down his torso a little.

"No" he said, catching my hand "we shouldn't do this".

"But it was so good! Didn't you think so?" I questioned him, as I did I sat up in front of him on the bed and let the bed covers fall from my body, exposing my bare skin to him. He eyed me up and down taking it all in, his head playing back the mind-blowing experiences we just had together.

"It was incredible and you are gorgeous" he reluctantly let out. I gave him a little smile as he said that. I felt the grip he had on my hand loosen and he looked at me and added "I just don't want to be a bad friend" he added softly.

"You're not, you have been wonderful to me" I reassured him. As he let go of my hand, it continued travelling down his torso and I pulled the remaining of the bed sheet off us, exposing us both. I shuffled over to him, leaded into him and give him a deep kiss. As I did my hand slid down to his thigh and settled there for a while, teasing him with an occasional rougher touch. He was more relaxed now as his hand had no problem finding its way to my breast; kneading it hungrily and giving my nipple the occasional tweak that made me jump a little. I couldn't help myself much longer; I moved my hand a grasped his now hard cock. He moaned a little as I did this and broke the kiss, leaning his head back. So, I started stroking him, slowly at first, then began to increase the pace. I looked at him, he had his eyes closed and was still moaning a little, sometimes keeping his mouth open just slightly. I started to feel incredibly turned on and wanted him so bad at that moment. I stopped what I was doing suddenly and removed my hand. His eyes snapped open, "aww, why did you stop, I was enjoying that!" he said with a playful smirk. I just gave him a smirk back and, without saying a word, lifted a leg over him, straddled him and sat on him. We both let out a simultaneous groan of pleasure as he filled me. Nothing else mattered anymore; all I cared about was losing my mind with desire. I started moving on him at a quicker and quicker pace, my hands steadying myself on his chest while his hand were squeezing my bottom, making me grind myself on him harder and harder each time. We went on like this for a while before I could feel the pleasure of this building inside me. I gripped onto his shoulders, pushing my finger nails into his skin. I moaned as I could feel the climax building as the sensitive spot inside me was being hit every time. I threw my head back and cried out his name as we both came together. I fell into his chest and as he stroked his hand down my back he said, "that was incredible" while still panting hard; I nodded in agreement and murmured into his chest. I smiled at him as I felt myself drifting off to sleep.