The Beginning

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Chapter 1: His name is Devon... and he's my brothers' best friend!

His soft lips brush against mine as his hands gripped my waist sending bolts of electricity up my spine. He moves closer pressing our bodies together. His lips connect with mine and it feels as if fourth of july fire works were going off everywhere.

"I want you Tyler." He whispers his warm breath fanning against my lips sending sensations around my body as he begins to kiss up my neck to my lips again.

"Devon." I moan. This is the best thing I've experienced in my sixteen years of living. I yearn for his touch and the sound of his voice.

"Tyler. Tyler. Tyler." He whispered as he nibbled in my ear. "Tyler!"

I woke up just as I hit the floor. The sound of laughter was next I look up at Devon holding his stomach.

"You're such a jackass Devon you know that." I yawned.

"Is that why you were moaning my name in your sleep."

My face got warm with embarrassment, the first thing that came to mind is deny deny deny. "No I was not... moaning your name." I half whined half grumbled.

"Yeah whatever you say princess." He smirked. I picked up a pillow and chucked it at him.

Ugh.

Devon Rivers. The bad boy I craved. The only guy I've ever wanted. Another guy I could never be with due to the three older, over protective brothers I have.

Getting up I repeated the same thing I did every morning. Take a hot shower. Brush my teeth. Do my hair. Pick out my clothes. Today I decided to wear camouflage pants, a white and black crop top with '85' on it and red vans. I didn't feel like putting on make up today because I was to tired. I got my homework off my desk and put it in my black Jan Sport book bag.

I made my way to the kitchen where all four boys were eating breakfast. I grabbed a muffin off the counter without saying a word. I absolutely hated mornings.

"Tyler you alright?" the oldest most protective brother of mine, Blake, asked.

"Yeah." I say as another yawn escaped my mouth. I stayed up all night watching episodes of One Tree Hill on Netflix. A bad decision on my part, but hey what can I say Nate is so hot. I took a vanilla Starbucks frappacino out of the fridge, shook it and then felt the delicious caffeination run down my throat. Perfection.

"Okay I'm out." Blake said as he picked up his keys and  text book and gave me a kiss on the top of my head. He worked at an auto repair shop down town when he wasn't at school. He's studying to be and engineer. The rest of us still in high school still have a few minutes before leaving.

Isaac was racing trying to do his homework, it was just like him to wait till the absolute last minute. He was a senior and some how had managed to maintain his average grades. Alex was a sophomore, like me, but he had failed third grade so he really should've been in eleventh grade.

Devon was a Junior and had been living with us for the past six, almost seven, years. He had the most luscious dark brown hair, deep warm brown eyes, and a toned body that any girl would gladly eat off of. I secretly loved the way he called me princess but I'd never tell him that. Devon was a total player but so was Isaac. If girls were stupid enough to sleep with them knowing how they are, then so be it. Me, I would never go there with Devon even if I could because I liked to think I had more self respect than that.

"C'mon Tyler let's go." Alex said lightly pulling my hair. I roll my eyes and fixed my hair back into its proper place.

It was ten minutes of the guys going on about there latest screws and which girl was better in 'the sack'. It sucked hearing Devon talk about all the girls he was having sex with, it hurt a lot. You'd think my own brothers would keep the 'locker room' talk to when there wasn't any girls around, but no they don't give a damn about my innocent mind. I took off slamming the door behind me letting my emotions get the better of me. I heard them murmur 'Whats her problem?"

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