Forbidden- Chris Sturniolo Part 2
Christopher Sturniolo. My exes brother. My childhood best friend. Matt decided it would be best if we split up before he went to L.A. to pursue his career. As much as it hurt, I was on board with that. I only wanted the best for him. Chris on the other hand? He felt differently... Warnings: oral sex, fem!receiving
It had been about a week since I picked up my stuff and had my encounter with Chris.
I was sitting in bed and got a text. I grabbed my phone and my lock screen showed a text from Chris.
"We're home for the week. Matt's out. Come over?"
I read his text and immediately felt a rush of excitement and guilt. I held my phone in my hand as I read the text over and over. Finally, I decided to respond.
"This is a bad idea..."
I locked my phone and gripped it so hard in my lap that my knuckles turned white. Within less than a minute it vibrated in my hand. I blinked slowly as I took a deep breath before looking down at my phone.
"C'mon... it'll be our little secret."
I read his text and my heart skipped a beat. Fuck.
"Fine... be there in 10."
I sent the text and immediately felt a rush of adrenaline before my mind started spiraling with questions.
Why does he want to see me again? Has he been thinking of me this whole time? What if Matt came home early? Why did I think of Matt coming home last out of all those things?
I put on deodorant and sprayed some perfume before leaving my house and driving over there. I pulled into the driveway and texted him I was there before getting out of the car.
I walked up the familiar walkway and porch steps as I processed the fact I wasn't coming to see Matt this time... I was coming to see his brother.
Before I fully approached the front door, it opened and Chris stood there shirtless in a pair of grey sweats that hung low on his hips.
I scanned his body before looking up and meeting his eyes.
"Get in here" he said lowly as he reached out and gripped my waist lifting me effortlessly and kicking the door closed with his foot.
His mouth was immediately on mine as he carried me away from the front door. My mind was in a whirlwind as our lips synced and his hands held my body up while moving us somewhere else.
In the midst of his lips devouring mine and the taste of his tongue, I hadn't realized we had gone up the stairs. He laid me down onto a bed and my eyes opened to see him hovering over me. I smelled the familiar smell of his cologne and detergent from the last time I was in his room and it immediately brought me back.
He smirked before pushing my shirt up my torso. His lips kissed along my ribs..and then my stomach...
My breath hitched the lower he got and my heart raced in my chest.
His lips reached the waistband of my leggings and I looked down to see his eyes peering up my curves to meet my own.
I watched as he slid them down my thighs, carefully mapping each new inch of skin he exposed as he did. Once they fell off my ankles his eyes snapped back up to mine. His hands glided up my legs and pushed them apart, his face leaning closer to my now throbbing pussy.
He broke our eye contact and looked down between my legs like a man starved with a feast laid in front of him. His eyes glistened with hunger and the light blue color that usually swelled around his pupils were darkened with lust.
His fingers slid up to graze the crotch of my panties and he groaned in satisfaction.
"Fuckin' soaked... knew you'd be..." Chris groaned before sliding them to the side and sliding his bare finger through my folds.
I continued watching him as he swiped a finger against my entrance and then brought it to his mouth, sucking it off and flashing his eyes back up to me.
"Fuck..." I involuntarily whispered out.
His smirk grew into a full on grin before sliding my panties completely to the side and leaning forward. As soon as his lips hit my clit, my hips jerked and one of his hands flew to my hip to steady me.
His other hand quickly found its way back to my entrance, gathering my juices before slipping inside of me.
I gasped softly as I felt myself stretch and hug his fingers while his mouth began sucking and swirling around my now puffed up clit. My back arched into his touch, desperate for more.
I felt him chuckle greedily against me and the vibrations only added to the pleasure I was feeling in that moment.
His fingers and mouth worked me relentlessly but purposefully as I laid there, becoming more and more ruined by the second. The coil in my stomach was bound so tight I thought I was going to explode... and he felt it.
His lips pulled back just enough to speak. "You gonna come f'me baby?" He asked in a low raspy tone.
All I could do in that moment was whimper out an "Mhmm."
He continued on me and my body began to unravel. My legs trembled on each side of his head and my hands flew to tangle in his hair as my orgasm crept onto me.
"Fffuuu- ohhh my g-god..." my moan was cut off as my head tilted back into the mattress. I felt myself coming and it felt like my body was levitating off the bed.
I felt his tongue move to taste and lap up the sudden gush that poured out of me, my fingers tightening in his hair as he did.
After my involuntary movements began to die down and he lapped up every drop he could, his mouth moved up to my hip bones. He kissed and sucked his way up my stomach while my body began to calm.
Once I was finally able to get a grip on reality I looked down at him only to see the smug smirk plastered on his face as if it never left.
He got up from in between my legs to hover back over me when we heard a door open and close in the distance. We both froze as we heard a painfully familiar voice follow the sound.
"Ayo! Chris? Nick? You here?"
Our eyes locked on each others, both full of panic.
Matt was home.