My Bestfriend's Brother Shouldn't Know How I Taste

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Kaleb's pov

Does this girl not know how she fucking drives me insane?!

She's now my waking thought and haunts me even in my dreams. Bailey Reed was starting to become an addiction I crave every single day.

And you know what?

I loved it.

I loved craving her.

Wanting her.

Jesus, I only craved her.

But I want more, this urgency to always be with her...

This craving that was soon becoming a desperation.

God.

What had she done to me?

I looked at her as she walked up those stairs, her long smooth legs making me want to lick them for hours.

"Where is she going?" Mira questioned with panic as she stared at Katrina who shrugged.

" I think she's gone to use the bathroom."

Mira panics and pulls out her phone.

The boys were talking to me but I couldn't focus on them. My ears were only picking up on the conversation Mira was having with Bailey.

"Kaleb. Do you hear me man?" A smack on my shoulder made me draw my attention back to Stefan.

"Hm?" I asked, not at all interested with what they were talking about.

Hearing the sound of my sister's sigh made my ears perk. " Okay fine. But if anything call me okay?"

When she ends the call she talks to Katrina. " She doesn't want us to come meet her. I hope she's okay." She worried her lips between her teeth.

I cleared my throat and walked up to the table. The boys cheered, perhaps thinking I'd join in. Only for me to grab the strong liquor from Becker's hold and grab a cut up lime sneakily.

"Well you guys enjoy." I took a swig of the liquor and ignore their questions as I made my way upstairs.

"Kaleb what about the body shots!" Juliet screeched to get my attention. I pretended to not have heard her and continued my path.

I don't know how I managed to find the right room, call me lucky but I found her on the first try.

The lights were off and it gave me a sense of deja vu. I grinned and closed the door, making sure to lock it so no one will disturb us from what I was about to do to her.

I licked my lips already knowing how good this will be.

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Bailey's pov

I will not lie and say that his words did not make me pant, because they did.

My throat dried and God, the pulsing between my thighs.

I swallowed.

"What are you planning Kaleb?" I whispered, now a bit tempted to do as he say as he have lit a sudden spark in me.

He hums, tilting his head and looking straight at me with that longing gaze.

"I'm giving you your first body shot experience. I'm only going to celebrate with you tonight. All those goals," He stepped forward causing me to tip back and fall on the bed.

I looked up at him, gasping when his eyes softened with that vulnerable look. " Were all for you baby."

His knees push on the mattress and he leaned toward me, causing me to lean back and of course my back kissed the sheets under me.

My chest moves up and down quickly, and I'm gasping for air as Kaleb draw's incredibly close.

My eyes search his whilst my heart thrums in my chest with the same bass as the music downstairs.

It's crazy how he affects me so much now.

My fingers bunch up the sheets under my hands and I clutch them like my life is depending on it.

I could have easily pushed him away and scold him for trying to seduce me. But instead I am frozen and shaking with anticipation.

His eyes flicker to my lips and they heat up with desire. I gasp when I felt one of his fingers brush under the end of the shirt Mira had borrowed to me.

Slowly, he pushes it up.

It kind of tickles as his finger brushed along my skin. Goosebumps rise and I bit my lower lip. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

I arch my back, now breathing so rough. Our breaths mingle in the air and it feels like the world outside just stops and it's just the two of us.

His eyes returned to mine as the his fingers brush against my navel. He licks his lips.

" Let's make one thing clear here Bailey," His voice is so thick with desire it makes me clench my thighs to stop the sudden burst of tickles on my clit.

I gulped.

"I'm going to be your first in everything," He said with so much confidence that it left no room to argue. " Your first fuck. Your first kiss. Your first boyfriend, your first love." His head dips, his fingers lifting my shirt higher until he practically makes my bra visible.

"And you're going to be my last."