D oug stepped closer. “Lissa,” he said, taking my hand into his. “We can .”

I shook my head, but it was a sad attempt. Anyone could see through it. Surely he could see what I really wanted even if I hadn’t said it .

“We should. You’re so fucking beautiful. I can’t resist. I want you. I need you. I know you feel it too.” He put his hand on my ass and curled his finger down until I was sure he could feel the wetness that had soaked through my jeans. “You want me too .”

It was true. Oh, dear God, it was true. I wanted him so fucking bad .

“It doesn’t matter what we want,” I said, biting my lip lightly when he touched my asshole through my jeans. “We can’t… we just can’t .”

I sucked in a deep breath and forced myself to take several steps away from him. I looked down noticing the huge bulge in his pants even in the darkness. It took actual willpower to stop myself from reaching out and making him happy .

I’ve known him for years, I didn’t want to hurt his feelings or disappoint him. Especially when I didn’t want to be disappointed either .

“Cal will be back any second,” I said, hoping that would bring him to his senses without having to recite the other forty-some reasons why we shouldn’t. I couldn’t ever let him know that one of the biggest reasons was because I’d never done it before. That I was a virgin .

“Goddammit. You’re right,” he said. “Fuck.” Doug adjusted himself. “Another time ?”

“Maybe,” I said, with a tight-lipped smile. What I really wanted to tell him was to take me in the fucking yard .

He leaned forward and kissed me. His lips lingered. It seemed as though he wanted to savor the moment just as much as I did .

My twitched when I felt his hand sliding between our bodies down between my legs. My jeans were soaked, but it didn’t stop him. If anything, it fueled him .

He roughly moved his hand back and forth, pressing hard against the wet fabric. I didn’t tell him to stop, instead, arched my back and shifted my hips forward .

Doug grabbed my hand and put it on top of his pants so I could feel the rock-hard bulge he was packing. It was the first time I’d felt a cock with my hand .

I was surprised by how hard and thick it felt through his pants. It felt so large I wasn’t exactly sure how something like that could fit inside me .

He stroked my pussy harder and faster as he grinded his cock against my hand. His touch was driving me absolutely crazy. I wiggled and writhed against his hand wishing we could rip off all our clothing I could feel him inside me .

“Doug,” I whispered .

“Yes,” he groaned as his cock throbbed .

“Remember when I said we should stop ?”

“Mmm-hmm ?”

I released a soft moan from between my lips. “Well, I was wrong. Don’t stop. Whatever you do, don’t fucking stop .”

I’d worry about the ramifications of my choices later. At that moment, I knew I was close to the edge, and I wanted Doug to take me there. I didn’t care if he was pope let alone my brother’s best friend. The only thing I cared about was our moment together .

“Are you going to come for me?” Doug whispered softly into my ear. “God I’d love to watch you come .”

“Oh God,” I moaned as I rolled my hips harder against his fingers. It was almost as if I had no control over my body, lust and desire had taken charge .

Doug held my body tighter so he could work his fingers harder. His hand slid back and forth, round and round, all while he kept his eyes on me .

He reached around my body and slid his hand up my shirt. I could feel the cool air against my stomach. His hand slid up my body and over the curve of my tit. He groaned when his thumb found my hard, aching nipple .

“I just have to touch you,” he said, as slid his hand down the front of my jeans, and inside my underwear. The second his rough finger touched my pussy every muscle in my body tensed. “You’re so fucking wet .”

His fingers moved around my clit, rolling and flicking as he pinched my nipple. The arousal was overwhelming. It was almost too much to bear .

“Come for me, baby. Come all over my hand,” Doug said, moving his hand so fast it felt as though it was vibrating .

“Oh Doug,” I whispered. I wanted to scream his name, but somehow, I managed not to. “Oh, God. I’m coming !”

I reached out as if I needed something to hold on to, but there wasn’t anything but air. Doug was driving my orgasm, and all I could do was stand there with weak knees and take what he had to give .

“Oh God!” I squeaked as fire surged through my body. I writhed uncontrollably, pushing my backside against his hard cock .

It felt as though I’d exploded and my body tingled with a bliss I’d never experienced before. The feeling was addicting. I already wanted more .

“Fuck, that was so hot. I only wish my cock would have been what made you come .”

I turned around and suddenly remembered every reason why I should have stopped him .

“Shit!” I said, adjusting my clothing. I was pissed off at myself for not having been stronger. I should have stopped it. How had I let Doug finger fuck me in my brother’s backyard? “What the fuck are we going to do now ?”

Doug smiled and kissed the top of my head. He grabbed my hand and put it on his still erect cock .

I didn’t pull away. He stared at me, and I bit my lip while stroking his length through his pants .

“I have to my cock inside you,” Doug whispered close to my ear. His breath against the side of my neck reignited the ember that still glowed .

“I can’t… I’ve never — ”

“Doug?” Cal called out. “Are you out here ?”

Doug held still. After a few seconds, the back door slid shut, and I could hear someone walking on the patio .

“Goddammit!” Doug grumbled. “Hide over there .”

I ran off to the side of the house pressing my back to the siding. Doug lit up another cigarette and started pacing .

“I’m over here. Just trying to secretly have a smoke,” Doug said, waving his cigarette in the air .

“You need to cut that shit out, man,” Cal said, flapping his hand at the smoke floating through the air .

I watched them, my heart racing. The last thing I wanted was my brother to see me. My breathing was so loud I was afraid he’d hear me .

“Yeah, yeah, I know. I will,” Doug said, taking a quick drag before putting out the cigarette on the patio. “Let’s go inside. Game still on ?”

“Fourth quarter. Bears are losing their asses .”

“Of course they are,” Doug chuckled as he glanced over towards the side of the house before stepping inside .

I stood there frozen for a solid twenty minutes before deciding to make my way inside. I opened the door as quietly as I could and tip-toed past the living room where they were sitting .

Cal’s head jerked to the side. “You’re back .”

“Yeah. Looks like the party is over.” I glanced at Doug briefly, but he kept his eyes glued to the screen .

“Doug’s still here,” Cal said, turning back toward the game .

“Sorry. I was bored .”

“You need some friends,” Cal said, with a snicker. He bopped Doug on the shoulder when he didn’t join in .

Doug laughed. “Yeah, you do .”

I rolled my eyes at both of them. How kind of the guy that just fucked me with his fingers to say .

“So, do you,” I retorted and went up the stairs two at a time. I just wanted to get away from the whole situation .

Cal laughed again, but this time Doug didn’t .