My Best Friend's Brother

Chapter 4

"Is that really what you're wearing?" Em asked in a teasing voice.

"I'm trying something new," I smiled, twirling the pink dress a little "Do you like it?"

"It's cute?" She said, "although I wouldn't say it's really you."

She had a point. I couldn't remember the last time I'd voluntarily worn a dress, let alone a pink super girly one like this.

In the Uber ride I couldn't help but fidget as I tried to act cool. "How come I didn't see your brother today?" I asked as casually as I could. I didn't exactly want to blurt out that I'd got this whole stupid makeover for him.

"Apparently he's out playing Dungeons and Dragons with some friends, although..." she sighed dramatically, I don't even know."

"That's" I searched for the word: upsetting, heartbreaking, depressing, soul crushing, " lame."

"Hey, at least it's been getting him out of the house more." She laughed.

"I guess, I laughed along. I'd always loved that he was such a homebody. It made him feel safe, and reliable. My father was a bit of a no show, it was nice to think that there were some men out there who'd choose a quiet family life over being god knows were with a new person each time.

Speaking of being out at god knows where, we'd arrived at the club.

It was a club as far as clubs go. I wish I could give more detail, but I remember blue lights, tequila, dancing, tequila, dancing, dancing with a boy, tequila, kissing, feeling his body pressed against mine and imagining it was Nathan.

This boy who wasn't Nathan was a sloppy kisser, but his tongue slipped into my mouth and for a glorious minute, I could pretend he was Nathan.

When he grabbed me by the ass and pushed me up against his erection I felt myself grow wet at the thought of that being Nathan's hands on me, and Nathan's member pressed against me.

I felt myself melting away as he moved his lips to my neck as our bodies grinded away against each other. The hard bulge in his pants was rubbing so perfectly up against my tender mound.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and angled myself better against him to maximize my pleasure. I silently cursed my wardrobe choices, I could have got much more precise movements in if I hadn't had all this stupid skirt in the way.

This was all too much. I felt myself begin to twitch with every grind. I was going to have an orgasm right here in the middle of the dance floor, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. Not that I'd ever want to, god I was just so fucking horny.

I suddenly snapped back into my senses when one of his hands slipped too low down and under my dresses hem with the intent of going further up.

"What the hell?!" I pushed him back.

"Come on babe," he shouted over the music, "no one will know!"

I was stuck. On the one hand, I was so horny that I'd nearly came just by dry humping in the middle of the dance floor, I wanted more, I NEEDED more. But on the other hand, I had promised myself to stay pure for Nathan.

I spent the rest of the night, trying to avoid men. I'd already gone too far, and besides, I couldn't get the thought of Nathan out of my head. I thought about going to the bathroom to crank one out, but I figured I had big plans for that night, and I wanted to be as sensitive as possible for him.

By the end of the night, my head was spinning. I couldn't quite tell if it was because of all the tequila, or the nerves.

This night was the night I would finally win Nathan over, I told myself. In less than a few hours, I would no longer be a virgin. I would be Nathan's. Nothing else. Nothing else mattered. He would finally know that I loved him, and he would love me too. Life would be perfect.

I could hardly wait to get back to Em's house. I wondered if he was still awake? Doubtfully. He was a firm believer in early to bed early to rise.

I would sneak into his room and wake him with a kiss. He'd kiss me back, obviously. We'd then make out for a bit. I'd allow his hands to roam all over my body, until he pulled off my shirt.

"I love you," I'd whisper before kissing him again.

He'd break the kiss to whisper "I've always loved you," before taking his own shirt off and returning to our make out session.

We'd then get into his strangely small bed, and I'd climb on top of him, grinding against him as I'd feel his eager erection grow.

I smiled to myself in the dark Uber. I could practically smell how wet I was at the thought of him.

Tonight was going to be the night.

We'd profess our love for each other, and consummate it in the most passionate night the world would ever know. Well, at least until our next night together, which would be soon. We'd be together after all. Nathan wasn't a fuck boy. He wouldn't have sex with me unless he was going to keep me.

I loved him so much.

Although I hadn't even thought about how I'd tell Em. Would she be hurt or jealous, because from then  on I wouldn't just be coming over to see her? Would she feel like I'd betrayed her for not telling her? Or would she be happy for us? We could finally be sisters.

We'd both always wanted sisters. If anything I'd be making her dreams come true too.

The car came to a stop outside of her gate.

It was time...