When Franz Kafka said, "I ran from love because I knew it would destroy me. " but Fyodor Dostoevsky said, "I ran into love because I needed it to destroy who I used to be. "
Summary: You have been avoiding Chris since your last interaction. Chris, tho.. isn't gonna let it slide. The promise he made last time is not going to be forgotten.
Warnings: SMUT with a plot, p in v no protection (wrap it b4 you tap it), dirty talk, cussing, slight angst (if you squint hard), mentions of drugs, alcohol, n being drunk.. (lmk if i missed smt) ;)
If these things upset you, don't read! :)
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It's been a week. I couldn't go to my best friends house after everything that happened between Chris and I. The thought of seeing him was stressing me out. I had literally cum on his fingers, not just any guy's but his. And what makes it even more difficult is that he is my best friend Kayla's brother. Brother! Like, who does that shit.. seriously.
I've been the whole week back at home.. listening to my parents eighter yelling at each other or being alone because they were out drinking, doing drugs, or whatever comes up to mind.. you name it. At least my parents have never been abusive or any type of aggressive towards me. I know.. bare fucking minimum.. but I try to find some positivities from this household if I can't even go to Kaylas place.
Obviously, my parents sometimes yell at me, but usually when they're drunk.. so it doesn't last long before they are passed out on the couch. Usually, they yell at me about the most ridiculous stuff ever. But I really don't care anymore. I'm used to it by now.
Luckily, we have a couple of weeks long break from school, so I still have one and a half weeks left before I have to gather myself up from this rathole and see Kayla.
I feel bad for not answering her messages, but I just can't. She'd probably never forgive me if I'd tell her what Chris and I were doing. She would probably tell me never to speak to her again.. and call me a slut but this time not in the friendly, funny, & joking way.
What am I supposed to do!? I can't avoid her forever.. and to be honest, I don't want to. I love her and her family more than anything. They have been more of a family to me than this stupid cocaine cave that I borned into. These people are not my family.. never were.
And Chris.. Christopher Owen Sturniolo. When I exited that door a week ago with the grin on my face and the dirty promises that he had given me that maybe.. maybe this would be the start of it all, on my mind.. Just to be quickly slammed into the face with the reality. I don't know what was I thinking.. "Oh yeah, now I'm gonna start hooking up with my best friends brother.. and maybe we can become official." Like official for what.. breaking the girl code, being the worst best friend ever..
Maybe I am a little fucked up.. but parts of me just crave him.. Especially the sensitive ones. When I go to sleep, my mind has drifted a little too many times to his frame over my body. His head buried into my neck while he sucks, kisses, and bites it hungrily while his fingers are buried deep into my pussy. Usually I replace the thought of his fingers with his cock.. I bet it would feel euphoric.
But no.. fuck I can't do this anymore. Kayla doesn't deserve this. There is a part of me that doesn't give a fuck about what Kayla thinks, but when that part tries to light up I turn it off immediately.. atleast I try to.
My phone rings, and I look to see Kaylas number on the screen. I just stare at the screen for a moment before I bite my lip nervously, and I hesitantly answer. "Hi!" Kayla says from the other end with her usual happy tone. "Hey?" I rasp questioning why she called me. "I'm sorry, y/n. Did i do something?" She asks carefully. "What? No. You didn't do anything.. it's just one of those weeks, you know." I lie.. well, I don't straight up, lie.. because it is one of those weeks. The lie is just that it's not the type of week that she thinks.
"Okey. I'm sorry.. You know, me and my family are missing you and we're worried too. Would you be able to come here, perhaps? It would be so nice. We've missed you." She says warmly. Her words bring warmess to my heart. She's such a nice person and I can't lose her because of her brother!
I keep chewing on my lip nervously, thinking that should i just go?.. Then, the promises that Chris made come back to my mind. "Next time I see you.. you'll leave with my cum leaking out of you." Fuck I can still hear his voice and feel the way he looked at me when he said those words. It was so close that I would've just said fuck it and let him take me right there. But I controlled myself like i had to.
I can't do this with him.. it's wrong. After a big silence, i quietly and still a little unsure mutter to the phone. "Okey. I can come over. See you in a couple of hours." I hear her saying a small and happy hurray from the other end of the phone. "Okey. See you soon!" She says excitedly. I just say a quick but friendly "bye" and end the call.
I arrive at her house at 6 pm and when I walk in I take a deep breath of the warm air and then I smell pizza. "Hey, you're just on time, y/n!" Kaylas mom greets me joyfully. "We decided to order some pizza because it is your favourite." I smile.. small bits of my nervousness vanishing.
I walk to the dining room. Kaylas mom Mary Lou has made some salad and also sliced some watermelons. I'm so hungry. When I usually stay at home, I have to go get and make my food by myself. My parents sometimes leave a small amount of money on the table. It's enough to buy some noodles. And if I'm in a luck, I might have enough money to buy some chicken to go with it.
Kayla, Chris, and Luca don't have to worry about those things. Their parents earn a good amount of money, and it shows. Good for them. I'm so lucky to be able to come to their house whenever I need to. Now, it just feels weirder.
On the table, there are 6 pizza boxes.. each box for one of us. The room is still empty until I hear footsteps from the stairs. Chris' and Kayla's rooms are upstairs, and so is the one where I'm usually staying. You might be wondering why don't I just sleep in Kayla's room.. like we could have a sleepover, etc.
I just feel like Kayla and I have reached the sister level in our friendship.. that sometimes we just need some time alone. Of course, I sometimes sleep in her room, but I'm more comfortable just alone and by myself.
I recognise the footsteps immediately. They're Chris'. As he walks into the dining room, his eyes immediately land on mine. Then I see the small smirk on his face. "Hey y/n. Missed me?" He teases. I don't know what to say.. I just stand frozen at the end of the table, waiting for the rest of the family to join. Mary Lou went to the garage to get Kayla's dad Jimmy.. and Kayla or Luca are nowhere to be seen.
As Chris realises that he's not gonna get an answer from me, he furrows his brows, confused why I'm acting so weird. "Y alright?" He questions.. he notices how tense I am, just like a week ago when I sat on his lap on the couch. I don't say anything. Afraid that what I'm gonna say something that I'll regret. It's not that I don't like him, want him, or anything like that. It's just that I don't know how to take this all in.
I stare at my socks like they are the most fascinating thing on the planet Earth. Then I hear footsteps from the stairs. "Hey y/n!" Kayla shouts exitently as she sees me. "Hey." I say and give her an awkward wave as my eyes quickly flicker to Chris and back at her. Chris is wearing grey sweats and a white loose t-shirt. Even though the fit is so basic, he looks so good. I bet he would put on a trashbag and still look flawless.
After we have eaten our pizzas, we watch a movie. My words can't express how thankful I am to Kaylas family for helping me and taking me into their family. Obviously, I'm not their biological or adopted daughter, but they make me feel like I belong.
Thank god I'm not their daughter or anything like that because, in that case, what Chris and I did would be forbidden, like ACTUALLY forbidden. But yeah, ew.. let's not go on that road.
The whole evening, I've been quiet. I haven't been able to even look at Chris. Kayla has also noticed my quietness and asked about it while we watched the movie. I just shrugged it off by saying, "I'm just tired." Lies.. lies.. lies. I should've just said, "Last week, your brother was knucles deep in me, at this various couch, promising me that the next time I'd be stuffed with his cum." I can't even imagine how she would look at me after hearing that. I'd better keep my mouth shut.
After the movie we all go to bed. I take a shover, do my skincare, and slip into my red silk pyjamas. As I lay on the bed under the covers, I can't stop thinking about Chris. The whole evening has been torture. I did not expect it to be this hard to avoid him. I haven't looked at him.. too scared to show any emotion. We can't do this.. I have to stop it before it's too late. But I just grow more desperate the more I avoid him.
Like I said, I haven't looked at him.. false.. I haven't looked at his face.. too scared that we'd lock eyes. When the movie was playing and he sat on the other side of the couch Kayla and Luca between us, I watched how his fingers played with the waistband of his sweats. The way his long fingers rolled the strings and how his arms and hands flexed, making the veins in them pop even more. God I'm such a slut..
Then I fell asleep.
Suddenly, i wake up.. I'm still a little asleep when I feel something pressing against my ass. I flinch awake, and I then feel a hand on my waist. "Shhhhhh," the person quietly whispers to my ear.. the small blow of hot breath against my ear sending shivers as I realise who is laying behind me.
"C- Chris?" I quietly question my voice a little raspy. "Mmm- mm," He murmurs as he starts placing warm and sloppy kisses on my neck. I automatically lean more into him and tilt my head, giving him better access. "Why are you ignoring me?" He rasps between kisses. "I- m'not," I mumble, my mouth falling open from the heated kisses that he's placing onto my neck. "You know I hate liars." He says lowly before he flips me onto my back and climbs on top of me.
His eyes are dark, and he looks.. angry? The look on his face makes the blood drain from my face. My mouth closes as I look at him with my big eyes. "I'm just tired.. that's all." I lie. His nostrils flare as his eyes squint at me. "Don't fucking lie to me." He says voice low and warning.
I try to crawl from beneath him, but he grabs my hips, yanking me back. "I'm not gonna ask you again." He says sharply. I look at him, eyes wide, as I try to gather up my words. "Chris, we- we can't do this." I mumble. Uncertainty shining through my voice even though I try to act as seriously as possible because the truth is that I want him. And he knows it too.
He chuckles.. he fucking chuckles! "Mmm- too scared my sisters gonna find out." He grins with a sadistic smirk on his face as he leans so close that our lips brush together. My breathing gets heavier. "Chris.. I-" I mumble but can't get any words out of my mouth. He lets out a small and dry chuckle, and I feel his warm breath on my lips.
"This is so wrong.. Chris.. you're offlimits." I mutter, but he just smirks deviously. "Oh yeah did you think that when i was knuckles deep in your pussy?" He questions mockingly. "Oh fuck you." I mutter angrily. "Oh, I would love to." He cooes and leans into my neck, starting to place sloppy kisses on it.. sucking and biting it. "Oh god!" I breathe out as I feel his soft lips on my neck..
"Fuck I've missed you baby," he murmurs into my neck.. "let me make you feel good." I feel how I'm getting wetter beneath him. The walls that I've placed are slowly falling down and crushing into pieces. "Chris, your sister is gonna kill me.." I half moan as he sucks my flesh just under my jaw.
Chris gets off my neck so that his eyes lock on mine. His eyes even darker now as he looks right into my soul. Then, he places his finger onto my lips. "Shh- then don't make a sound." Something in the way he says it makes me so much more needier.. and the last wall that was up falls down and smashes into pieces. I shamelessly buck my hips up to meet his. I can feel his already hard cock through the grey shorts he's wearing.
Chris smirks at me, his eyes darkening even more as he looks down between our bodies, seeing the way I desparetly try to grind myself against him. Then he looks back at me, his eyes hungry and dark. "So needy for my cock? Aren't you?" He teases, amused by my desperation and need of him. I nod, biting my lip as my hips lift up to meet his. His hard cock hits my pussy in a perfect angle that sends waves of shivers throught my body that's aching for him. I moan as I feel it.. my hips falling back onto the bed.
Chris smirks amused, his eyes hungry before he catches my lips in a hungry and dominating kiss. I melt into the kiss, giving him better access to my mouth. I moan into his mouth as I feel him pressing his clothed cock against my sex. "You're so fucking sensitive baby.." He murmurs into the kiss. His other hand slides under my waistband onto my pussy.
I whine as I feel his hand moving my panties aside. "Oh, you're soaked." He murmurs as he starts to circle my clit. "All this f'me?" He asks teasingly. I just nod and bite my lip.. trying to hide the moans that want to spill out so bad. Then he pulls down his shorts and boxers. His cock springing free. It's big. Even in the dim lighting, I notice how big it is.. the size of it making me a little nervous.
He guides his tip onto my entrance as I look at him. Then he presses it in slowly inch by inch. The stretch is mind-blowing.. I moan loudly "Oh fuck.. Chris.. it's so big.." I whine loudly. "fuck you're so tight!" He groans as he keeps pushing himself in. I feel like I'm being ripped apart. I moan again so loudly that Chris places his palm onto my mouth. "Fuck you're loud." He says suprised. I just moan loudly in his palm. I'm so lost in the pleasure that I can't form up any words.
When his fully in, I feel so full.. too full. Slowly, he starts to pump himself in and out of me. I moan against his palm as my nails dig into his shoulders. He watches me. His hungry gaze on me as my eyes roll back while I'm completely losing myself into the pleasure. My loud moans vibrate against his palm as I come closer and closer to my own release. "You take my cock so well." He rasps in my ear as his thrusts get harder. Then his I feel his fingers on my clit. He starts circling it, making me arch into him. My reckless moans muffled by his warm palm.
He can feel me squeezing around him. My gummy walls glezing around his length, giving him another level of satisfaction as he looks down at my pleasured expression. "Oh fuck.. Chris- Chris.." I moan against his palm. He loves to hear me screaming his name. He removes his hand from my mouth, and I immediately let out a pleasured moan. When I realise how loud I am, I place my own palm onto my mouth, muffling out the next moans.
He grabs my wrist, not harshly but firmly removing my palm off my mouth. "Don't you dare keep quiet, I want to hear you!" He rasps against my lips. And that does it f'me instantly after hearing those words I come undone beneath him. My legs shake as he rides me through the orgasm while kissing my neck.
Nearly after I've come, he does. His warm white liquid painting my gummy walls as he lets a low groan, burying his face into my neck. Then he keeps placing warm and wet kisses on my neck. "You're so beautiful.." He whispers between the kisses. "You were so good, baby." He murmurs as he pulls away from my neck to look into my eyes. Something about the word "baby" that he uses on me makes my stomach flip.
I'm still pretty much of a mess.. panting and whimpering while I try to come back to reality. Our mixed fluids dripping out of me. He looks at it with a proud and cocky smirk on his face. I've never been fucked this good.. Holy shit. I look at Chris, my eyes still a little watery.
Then the reality hits me like punch straight to the gut. I've slept with my best friends brother.. who the fuck does that??!! I quicky turn my head to the side while laying on my back.. Chris still on top of me. I try to avoid eye contact.
"Y/n what's wrong.. did I hurt you?" He asks concerned, trying to cup my cheek, but I push his hand away. "Chris, I think you should leave.." Chris furrows his brows in confusion. "Is..? Is this about Kayla?" He questions. I shake my head. Liar. "Y/n?!" He asks a little more sharply but not in an angry way. "What, Chris?! What could you possibly do in this in this situation?!! I've slept with my best friends brother..!!" I yell, regretting my tone as soon as the words have escaped my mouth.
He isn't really affected by my loud and slightly angry tone. He's calm and unbothered. He clearly doesn't regret it that he's messing with his sisters best friend.. and why does that turn me on. God, I'm so twisted. "I won't tell her.." is all he can slip out of his "I'm not very good with emotions" self. I just look at him.. trying to figure out what I am even supposed to do or say! I don't wanna stop fucking him.. to be honest after this I just feel like I crave him even more.
Fuck it.
"Yes, you will not! Or I swear I'll snap your neck." I say with a serious tone, piercing my eyes onto his. He chuckles at my aggressive tone. "Feisty one, aren't you?" He teases and gets off me.. now standing next to the bed that I'm still lying on. He looks down at the mess he has made with the same cocky smirk as earlier. "You look so pretty with my cum dripping out of you."
Then he walks out of the room and returns with a heated blanket, towel, a sheet to replace the one that we have made a mess on. He leans down, cleaning me carefully with the towel. I shiver and jolt slightly as the towel touches my clit. Chris just chuckles.
Then I get off the bed, and without a word, he changes the sheet. I smile at him, and he pulls out a chocolate bar from the pocket of his shorts, holding it out to me. I grab it from his hand and give him a thankful smile. "Aww, thank you, Chris." I say as I start to unwrap the chocolate. I LOVE chocolate.
"C'mon, that's the bare minimum.." He chuckles, flashing me his million dollar smile. "You did so good."
"You too." I smirk as I sink my teeth into the delicious and creamy chocolate. Then I tug at his shirt playfully and pull him towards me. I look at him with a flirtatious grin. "I gotta go shower." I say sofly. He looks down at me with a dark smirk. Then he tilts his head slightly. "Oh yeah? You need a friend?"
I chuckle and pull him even closer from the shirt, our noses touch as I feel his warm breath on my lips. Then he places his big hands on my hips. Holding me tight but not rough. I chuckle, amused while shaking my head slightly. "I think I'll be fine." He chucles back.. his lips almost touching mine. "Playing hard to get.. huh?" I pull my head back a little and tap his shoulder.. breaking our intimate moment. "Nope.. I'm playing it safe. So go now before your sister catches us." I wink at him.
He grins. "I'll let you slide now.. but next time.. I don't care. I don't care if she catches us.. let her watch how good I make you feel."
You widen your eyes. "Holy shit Chris!.. you gotta go." I gasp. Shocked by his bold comment as I point towards the door. He just flashes me his cocky smirk as he heads to the door and walks out. I shake my head and smile as I walk into the bathroom.
There's no backing out anymore.. and I don't mind it.. at all.
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Authors note: First time writing a smut.. kinda nervous.. I hope I did good ;)) btw than you SO much for all the notes and positive comments on my first part. Also, thank you for 200 followers ily all and lots of kisses
