My Girl

This is where I belong.

With her.

I have always known that. I fought it for as long as I could. Hearing her pleasuring herself in the shower and calling out my name was my breaking point. I couldn't stay away any longer, and I didn't want to.

She was mine. She has always been mine, and it was time that I claimed my girl.

I looked down and saw her petite body. Her back curved, sticking that plumb delicious looking ass right in my face. I slapped her ass cheeks hard, needing my handprint on her skin.

Satisfaction pouted through me as I saw the light pink palm print on her light skin. I smacked it again, needing it to become red. She likes it. She is a crying, beautiful mess under me.

Begging for more.

She cries in desire as I pump in and out of her, and I know my piercing is adding to her pleasure.

Suddenly, she sits up, pushing her back into my chest. Her arm reaches back, wrapping around my neck as she grinds into me.

The new position hits the perfect spot. Fire flows through my blood.

Holy fuck.

I bring my right hand around her body, twist her nipple, and slide my other palm between her legs, pressing my fingers against her swollen, needy clit.

“Yes, oh my god right there,” she moaned, riding my dick.

“Fuck, I'm gonna come,” I growled into her ear and shoved myself in and out of her harder.

The sight of her gorgeous naked body, the feel of her tight warm pussy pushing me over the edge as I fight for control.

With one hand wrapped around her neck, the other guiding her hips, I started to come. I thrust my cock as deep inside her as I could, and I swear I became a puddle of water for this girl.

I melted for her, in more ways than one.

I'm home.

“Christ baby,” I moaned, my heart racing inside my chest and my body blazing with fire.

I have had sex with plenty of women over the years, but I have never felt like this with any other woman. I just came harder than I ever have, and trust me, I have come a lot.

Nobody can match her.

Nobody will ever match her.

I could search for something better my entire life and I knew at this moment, I'll never find it.

She was it for me.

Her head falls back on my shoulder. Her boobs rising and falling as she is trying to control her breathing. I looked down at her face and saw that she was looking back at me.

She was feeling everything I was.

Scared.

Nervous.

Excited.

“You can trust me,” I murmured against her lips before kissing her gently. “The girl at the bar tonight is into women. She is just as much as one of the guys as I am.”

“I know I can, for some reason,” she whispered back.

This girl is mine.

Now I just needed to find a way to talk to my best friend about this.

Kats P.O.V.

Amazing.

Perfect.

Fucking earth-shattering.

All of those things explain the experience I had just had with Caleb.

I never realized being with someone could be so mind-blowing, so life changing. That never happened to me with my ex. What Caleb and I just did, didn't even come close.

Once we had both caught our breath, we cleaned ourselves up. We are now laying in bed, his arm wrapped around me and my head laying on his chest.

“What happens now?” I asked softly, not knowing what will happen between us now.

I'm kind of terrified to hear his answer. He is my brother's best friend and that could cause a big problem between us all.

“You are mine, that's all I care about,” he grunted and played with my hair.

“But my brother,-”

“We will handle that when the time comes. For now, I want to enjoy finally being able to be with my girl,” he sighed and kissed the top of my head.

The next morning I heard pots and pans being banged around in the kitchen and as soon as I stood up, I felt the soreness between my legs and I smiled when I remembered the reason I was sore.

Caleb wasn't in bed with me, so I figured it was because he climbed out of bed early this morning before my brother got back home.

I walked sleepily towards the bathroom, and the images from the night before flashed through my mind, causing my thighs to tighten.

What the hell.

I haven't even laid eyes on him yet.

I'm totally, royal screwed.

I was still in love with my brother's best friend.

Once I made my way towards the kitchen, I could hear him and Jake in the kitchen talking and laughing.

I turned the corner and saw Caleb standing there shirtless, and wearing those sexy black pajamas.

I wonder if his back is marked up. I hope not. Jake would see and start asking questions. I took the moment to appreciate Caleb, and I moaned inside my head when my eyes traveled down his tone chest, landing on the deep v below his chest. I know exactly where that delicious v leads.

I'm literally standing there drooling over my brother's best friend while he is in the same room.

“Good morning, Kat,” Caleb chuckled.

“Hey sis,” Jake added.

“Hey,” I mumbled.

“Want some breakfast?” Caleb asked and smiled.

Fuck.

Don't smile.

“Um sure.”

Caleb handed me a glass of milk and a plate of eggs and winked, before walking back towards Jake.

All I want him to do right now is pick me up and fuck me on the counter, and to call me his girl again.

I turned around, bent over, leaned my elbows on top the counter and drank the milk while I felt his eyes on me.

“What are we going to do tonight? We are off school for a week. Why don't you call Sarah over and have her come stay a few days,” my brother suggested.

He can't fool me. He has wanted my only friend for years. Not only that, but he thinks he hides it well, but he doesn't, not at all.

Maybe while she is here, Caleb and I can continue exploring this thing between us.

“Sure, I'll call her. The drive is only two hours, so I'm positive she will be down,” I said and tried my hardest not to grin like the chester cat.

A few seconds later, my phone beeped. I quickly pulled it out of my pocket and saw it was a text message.

Caleb: Wear a dress tonight.

I looked up at him and blushed.

“Who's that?” Jake asked.

“Sarah,” I lied, hoping he believes me.

“Good invite her,” he grinned.

Oh boy.