"Madison, you wanna dance?" Calum asked, the game members dispersing to other groups. "Sure!" I said, walking with him to the large sweaty group of local college kids. I turned away from Cal, pressing against him as we swayed. I knew he was drunk and fuck, I am too, but I know for sure that he won't remember this in the morning. He kissed my neck lightly, his fingers pulling the hem of my dress up. "Cal, don't." I uncomfortably laughed, pushing his hand off my thigh. "Baby, I'm just having some fun." He groaned in my ear, sucking my neck. I wasn't liking this anymore. His hand trailed up the inside of my thigh and I removed it again. "C'mon." he pouted, trying again. "She obviously doesn't want you touching her." a voice said, making me dizzy.
Michael pushed Cal back a bit, wrapping an arm around me. Soon enough I was out of the mosh pit, Calum finding a different girl. "Do you want to get out of here?" Michael whispered in my ear. "Michael, I'm not going to fuck you yet."
"Yet?"
"Yeah," I stuttered, the alcohol talking for me.
He ushered me to his car, opening my door for me. He slid in to the drivers seat before starting the engine. The car smelt so strong of Michael that it made my senses tingle. He smelt like cigarettes and cotton candy, making my stomach burst with butterflies.
"Where do you wanna go?" he asked. I suddenly grew some sense, "Michael! You drank, y-you can't drive!" I said frantically. He laughed as he put a hand on my thigh, "I don't drink."
My thigh burned where his hand was, a good burn. As he drove down Main Street. We were pulling up near the abandoned grocery store.
I could not stop thinking about how rough Michaels lips are and his hands on my thighs and when we were in the closet. Suddenly, the alcohol came back with a kick of adrenaline. "Pull in there." "Why?" "Michael, just do it."
He turned in, parking near the back corner. "What's wrong?" he asked.
"When you kissed me," I asked, "I felt something."
"What kind of something?"
"Like I wanted more." I said lowly, watching him tense and breathe heavily. I leaned over and kissed him roughly, trying not to hit the handle between us. He didn't respond for a few moments, his eyes blinking quickly. Once he did realize, he gripped my hips, pulling me to straddle him. We kissed and kissed and kissed, fingers tangled in hair and clothing. "Wait," I pulled back, leaving us both panting. I could feel his bulge on my thigh. Only 3 layers between us.
"What are you thinking? Right now, I mean."
"Truthfully?" I nodded, "I'm thinking about how I can get away with doing this with you without Luke finding out."
"He'd kill you." I whispered, finally catching my breath.
"Not if he didn't know?" he suggested. And before I even knew it, he was dragging me to the back seat of his car, his lips tangled in mine and his hand in my panties.
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very very short but idec I'm not that good at subtle smut so I'm just leaving you guys with this ok luv u pce
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My Famous Brother's Best Friend
FanfictionMadison Hemmings is back from college and better than ever, but with her over protective brother and his flirtatious best friend, how will Madison's life change? And will it be good or bad?