Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

HAPTER 37 LUKE

"Luke..." she whispered, and I could hear the uncertainty even if she denied it.

I held her gaze, the weight of what was about to happen settling. between us. If only she knew I had been thinking about this every waking moment for her proximity, Anders, and I know that makes me all sorts of messed up on the inside, but I couldn't help it. She was a drug, and I've been withdrawing for a very long time.

"I've wanted to do that for so long," I admitted quietly, more to myself than to her. I could see her eyes burn with questions.

Why didn't I tell her?

Why didn't I make a move?

Why did I wait until now to tell her?

The answer to all of the above was that I was a fucking coward.

I stepped back, running a hand through my hair as I tried to gather my thoughts. I needed to take this slow; right now, slow was the last thing I wanted. I wanted to rip off that ridiculous dress, pull aside her underwear and slam into her repeatedly until she screamed life into Jessica bit her lip, her gaze flickering away briefly before

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to mine. "I thought you didn't

her doubts in a kiss, which she welcomed. She wasn't in her

where I lay her back, kissing and nibbling on her skin and tasting her all the way. She landed softly between the pillows, and I just stared at her for a moment, all flushed, hair splayed, and

gasped, and I couldn't help but smile down at her surprise. I didn't waste time before tasting her sweet mouth again and pressing her back into the couch. I rocked my hips into her, letting her feel what she was doing to me hell, what she's been doing to me for I hovered just above her, took one of the hands pinned above her head, and brought it between us, intertwining our fingers. "Relax," I said gently, leading her hand further down between her thighs.

searched mine, and with the moonlight streaming in, I could see them shimmer with confusion. "Luke,

her underwear aside. "How much do these," I asked her, and Jessica chewed on the inside of her cheek a

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thin, lacy material with ease and tossed it aside. I didn't waste a second, so I pulled her leg up and pushed it against

started moving her hand for her. I

from her, letting her stay on the couch, her fingers dipping into her center. Her eyes flickered open, but she didn't move. She stayed like that, only in her white lace bra and

questions flicker across her face as I pulled down my tracksuit and steppe out of it before sitting back in only my jockey. "Touch your chest," I commanded, and Jessica responded without hesitation, gripping her breast through her bra and moaning softly. Her skin