Brother After Dark

Chapter Eight

Shit! Will that turn him off?

Shyly, I bit my lip and nodded.

“You mean, if I take you now, I would be taking your cherry?” He sounded like he couldn’t believe what he was saying.

I nodded again.

Slowly, he smiled at me. “Okay,” he said. “I won’t take it if you don’t want to give it up yet,” he said. “If you’re saving it for marriage… or you want to wait until you’re sure about the guy.”

Oh my god! I couldn’t believe he was saying this to me. Half a minute ago, I was going to give it to him!

“But, damn, I’m so hot for you, and I will go crazy if we stop now,” he added. And I completely agreed with him. “If you let me, I will make you cum. Is that okay?”

“Zach…”

Before I could say anything more, he pressed his cock against me. “You know what, on second thought, I’m not taking no for an answer.” Then he kissed my lips savagely.

He took his boxers off. Then he positioned himself so that the length of his penis was resting above my clit. I squirmed at the sensation and felt my juices flow in anticipation.

“Have you cum before, baby girl?” he asked in low, almost hoarse voice.

I shook my head, not sure whether to be embarrassed at my complete lack of sexual experience.

“Fuck! You’re driving me crazy!” he said in a hoarse voice. “You will cum for me, baby girl. I won’t take your cherry. But I will make you scream my name over and over. Maybe someday… soon… I will deserve it. But for tonight, I will have the pleasure of being the first guy to make you cum, make you feel good about your body. Do you understand me?”

With the pleasure I was feeling where our bodies were connected, it was hard to form any coherent sentence.

“Baby girl… do you understand me?” he asked again.

I took a deep breath. “Y-yes…”

He smiled. Then he leaned down and devoured my lips. His hands returned to the junction of my thighs, making me moan again. He filled my senses, and now, he was invading my soul. The sensations he was making me feel were driving me crazy. He nuzzled my neck and continued down to take another pink tip in his mouth. He suckled on it while his thumb traced circles on my clit, and he inserted a digit inside my slit. I felt myself inevitably spiraling into oblivion.

“That’s it…” he whispered in a voice full of control, yet thick with lust. “Let it all go… give it to me…” He paused to look at me in the eye. Then he pressed harder on my clit and dug deeper inside, hitting my spots both inside and out, like he’d always known where to find them. And in a hoarse voice, he commanded, “Cum for me, baby girl!”

I was on the edge, and he pushed me off the cliff. I was hanging on the balance, and he commanded me to let go. I was helpless but to follow. I closed my eyes and screamed his name as my pussy walls clenched and quivered around his fingers, losing myself in the abyss.

I don’t know how long it lasted. I felt like I flew, and I knew not when I came back down. When I opened my eyes, I found myself in Zach’s arms, powerless and spent.

He had watched every second of my undoing like it was the last thing he wanted to see and remember. His face was dark with lust and satisfaction. I could still feel his dick against my inner thigh, rock-solid and oozing with pre-cum.

He pulled his finger out of me and then sucked on it, tasting the juices I willingly sprayed all over his hand.

When I thought I would feel embarrassed, watching him suck on his cum-coated finger was the most seductive thing I’d ever witnessed.

“Watching you cum was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen. Did you know that you squirt?”

What? I don’t even know what he meant by that!

He grinned at me. “My sweet, innocent baby girl. It’s taking all I have not to take you right here, right now,” he said in a sober voice. “And I could…” Then he took a deep breath. “But I’m not going to. You lose your virginity only once. I want you to lose it to a guy you’re sure deserved it.”

“And… you don’t think you do?”

He smiled at me ruefully. “I’m sure I do. But I want you to be sure about it. Without me telling you. I can’t let you give in to this insanely magical moment we’re sharing now. I don’t want you to regret this forever.”

I smiled back at him. I was still breathless from the insane pleasure he’d just given me. I realized that I gave in, I gave him my all. I succumbed to pleasure because I trusted that he would give it to me… unselfishly.

He put his weight on me and nudged my knees further apart. He pressed his cock against my slit.

“How are you going to…”

He gave me a feverish grin. Then he leaned forward and kissed my mouth, gently nibbling at my lower lip. “We’re going to improvise, baby girl. I won’t fuck you. But damn, I have to have you some other way or I’m gonna go insane!”

He kissed me long and hard, and then I felt him move on top of me, thrusting his rock-hard bulge against my weeping pussy, stimulating my clit with the underside of his length.

I kissed him back with the same passion he was showing me. He was grinding against me. Each upward thrust and downward retreat was driving me mad. I wanted to scream at him to just fuck me. I wanted him! He was the first one to make me cum, and I wanted him to finish the job.

“Why don’t you just fuck me?” I whispered, almost in a begging tone.

He chuckled. “I will.” He leaned forward and bit by shoulder gently. “Soon. But not tonight, baby girl. I want you to be sure you wanted it to be me.”

He humped me again, hitting my clit hard. “Oh, my god!”

“Fuck!” he cursed as his movements became more urgent. At full mast, Zach was huge with a wide girth. With the intensity of his movements, I had no doubt that he could split me in half if he were to truly penetrate me. But I knew I would feel only pleasure from that.

“Baby girl,” I heard him moan. “You’re driving me crazy!” He stared back at me with lustful eyes. “You’re going to be mine soon,” he said. “I’m going to take your cherry and you’re going to give it to me… no protests, no doubts, no regrets! And I’m going to cum inside you, baby girl. I won’t care whether you’re on the pill or not!”

I closed my eyes in ecstasy. I knew he said those words not just out of lust, not just because of the temporary insanity we were both feeling. It wasn’t a wish nor a threat. It was a promise. And that’s what pushed me to the edge the second time around.

My body shook under him, and I screamed, “Oh my god, Zach! You’re making me cum again!”

His movements became more urgent, more demanding, and then finally, he wrapped his arms around me, twisted our bodies until he was on his back, and I was on top of him. He moaned as he shot his cum on his own belly, tightening his arms around me, burying his face against my shoulder.

It felt like it lasted for a lifetime. We were both silent, unmoving and barely breathing. We came down from the aftershocks of our own release. I slowly pulled away from him, sitting on his still-hard cock. He flinched at the sensation. He stared back at me with a satisfied grin on his face.

“That was… the most amazing release I’ve ever had. And I wasn’t even inside you,” he whispered.

I looked down between us to find his jizz all over his sexy six-pack.

“You made a mess,” I teased.

He smiled back at me. “And I will again if you don’t get off me, baby girl.”

I laughed. “Sorry.”

I got off him and walked toward the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror. My lips were bruised, my hair was a total mess, and I had a lot of kiss marks on my body. Every inch of my skin was flushed, and there was an unmistakable glow in me that I could not explain. Despite not actually having sex, I felt tender down there from his cock rubbing against me and certainly very wet from my own cum.

Zach was wonderful. He made me feel amazingly woman, and for the first time in my life, I felt good about my body and my sexuality. The level of control he had was unbelievable, and it made me want him even more.

I came out from the bathroom wearing a robe. Zach was on the bed waiting for me. He probably cleaned up in the bathroom outside.

“Come to bed, baby girl.”

I took the robe off and lay beside him. He wrapped his arms around me, allowing me to rest my head on his shoulder. Thunder bellowed outside once again, followed by heavy rain. I buried my head deeper into the crook of Zach’s shoulder.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“Yes.” And I meant that. Because he was beside me. We would ride this storm together.

“Go to sleep now, baby girl. I’m right here. From now on, you got me, okay?”

“Hmmm…”

I closed my eyes and allowed my senses to take a rest. For the first time in years, I slept peacefully and dreamlessly.

***

I walked to the train station hand in hand with Zach. We walked quietly, both of us lost in our own thoughts. My heart felt heavy. In the one day we spent together, I felt like I really fell for him. He was the most amazing man I’d ever met. He was the only one who came close to the ideal guy I painted in my head.

I was dressed in my newly dry-cleaned clothes from yesterday. Zach insisted I wore his shirt. Apart from the fact the weather was pretty cold for my sleeveless top, I was practically covered in kiss marks.

Zach’s phone rang.

“Mom?” he answered. “Yeah… I’ll be there in time, I promised you, didn’t I?” He paused. “I had a perfect time. I’ll tell you all about it when I get back. Yes, I won’t miss it for the world.” Then he hung up.

I looked up at him and smiled. “Did you really have a perfect time?”

He stopped walking and pulled me to him. “Yes. I met the most amazing girl. And she’s gorgeous.” He kissed my lips and then added, “Smart and funny…” He kissed my jaw. “She can kick my ass in a game of target shooting, which I find really hot.” He kissed the base of my neck and whispered in my ear, “And I made a promise I was going to be her first fuck.” He nipped at my earlobe, instantly sending zaps of electricity down to my pussy.

“Zach…” I moaned his name.

“Hey, break it up you two! We’re going to miss the train!” Marie called out from the entrance.

I sighed. “I have to go.”

Zach kissed my forehead. “You know this is not goodbye, right?” He looked at me with hopeful eyes. “I’m never letting you go, baby girl. You’re mine, remember?” His tone was mischievous, and his expression was teasing, but we both know he meant what he said.

I tiptoed to give him a kiss on the lips.

“Give me your phone,” he said. When I handed it to him, he entered something on the contacts list. “These are my phone number, my house number, my address, my email address. Everything you need to get to me.”

I read his name on my contact list. Zach Reed, followed by his contact details. I thought my heart completely melted.

“Now, give me yours,” he said, handing me his phone.

“You sure you want them?” I asked, laughing.

“How else will I send you roses on a regular basis?”

“Seriously? You’re a roses kind of guy?”

“Why not? As soon as I get back home, I’ll have lavender ones delivered to you.”

“Why lavender?”

“Roses have meanings, baby girl. You should look that up.”

I began typing my name on his phone when it buzzed and shut down.

“Stud, you should charge this before asking a girl for her contact details.”

He took his phone from me. “Great! Okay, promise you’ll send me your address?”

I smiled back at him. “Yes, I promise.”

“Good girl.”

“Hey, Romeo!” Marie called impatiently. “If Juliet misses the train, her parents will ground her forever!”

Zach looked down at me. His expression was sober. “I meant everything I said to you. Everything!”

“Including the one about taking my V-card someday?” I whispered.

“Everything,” he replied without blinking.

“When you said I was yours?”

He leaned forward and gave me one hard kiss. Then he whispered, “Every. Thing.”

I took a couple of deep breaths to prevent myself from fainting.