F*CKING MY BEST FRIEND’S BROTHER: FORBIDDEN 1

"Bye bitch-cha-cho," I laughed.

"Fuck you bitch-cho-cha," Beniko laughed as I closed the door to her room.

Those names we called each other were an inside joke with a lot of history for another day. Benny was my best friend and we had just come back from a party and I was completely drunk.

Now, where the fuck was the guest room?

I stumbled across the hall to my room but when I opened the door, I realized it was Benny's parents' room. They were cuddling with her breast exposed.

Wrong room. I bit back a gasp and closed the door quietly, or so I thought because like I said, I was drunk.

"Who's there?" Mrs Kurosawa, Beniko's mum, called out.

Fuck shit!

I heard rustling which meant they were coming out to check. I panicked, opened the next door, and closed it.

"Benny? Is that you?" I heard Mrs Kurosawa say.

I held my breath until I heard their lock click.

I heaved a sigh of relief as I walked to the bed. God, I drank too much. I should have known better.

I fell on the bed and was almost asleep when I felt something warm next to me.

I turned around to find Benny's brother, Haruki, sleeping next to me.

Benny told me he was coming home for the weekend but didn't tell me he was already here. I squinted my eyes to look around the dark room and my mouth dropped.

It wasn't the guest room.

It was Haruki's room.

Fuck!

His arms wrapped around me, his body heating me in more ways than I was too ashamed to admit. He was in boxer briefs and nothing else. I could feel the heat from his cock and I pressed closer to it before I could stop myself.

His breath changed slightly as his cock hardened.

I froze. But not out of guilt. Not out of fear.

Because I felt it. That thick, hot pressure rising between us. I wasn't supposed to be in this bed and not supposed to be this close to him. But my thighs clenched, and something deep in me throbbed with wicked curiosity.

I shifted again, just a little. I scooted closer a bit, feeling him throbbing, his size increasing. His cock twitched against my ass, and I bit my lip, heat flooding through me.

"Fuck," I whispered, barely audible.

His arm tightened around my waist, pulling me in closer.

His breath rhythm changed.

"Aika? What are you doing here?" he asked, his voice thick with sleep and something darker. So deep and so hot.

Instead of speaking, I pushed against him like an idiot.

"You don't want to leave?" He asked, his erection pressed against me.

"No," I breathed.

His hand was on my bare stomach now, lifting the hem of my tank top just a little. The air hit my skin, but his palm was warmer.

He touched my stomach and moved up ever so slowly.

"You drunk?" he asked in that hot voice, his hot breath against my neck.

"Yes," I whispered, "but not that drunk."

His hand stopped.

He hummed, low and filthy, and the sound traveled straight to my clit. "Then why the fuck are you in my bed, sweetheart?"

"I thought this was the guest room."

He pressed his hips forward. His cock was rock hard now, pressed directly against the heat between my thighs. I wasn't wearing panties. Just thin sleep shorts l that Beniko had borrowed me before kicking me out because her boyfriend was sneaking in later.

"So you wandered in by mistake?" he murmured against my neck.

"Yes."

"Then you should leave, Aiko," he murmured.

I didn't move an inch. I wanted to be here.

"Too drunk. Just let me sleep," I retorted. His hand moved past the band of my shorts and I gasped as he touched me down there.

He pulled his fingers back up and my wetness was dripping off them.

"Are you sure that's what you want?" He asked.

I swallowed but didn't respond.

He licked my wetness from his fingers so lazily. "Hmmm."

He shifted behind me and I felt his hand slide over my ribs, under my shirt slowly. Just lazy brushes.

When his fingers brushed my nipple, I gasped.

"You've got a pretty little mouth, Aiko," he said. "Always smiling, always acting innocent when you aren't."

His fingers rolled my nipple gently, teasing me.

I bit my lips and arched back into him.

His hand moved lower again, sliding down my belly, over my waistband. His fingers dipped inside and found me even wetter.

"Soaked," he muttered. "Fucking soaked for me."

I moaned, soft and breathy. "Haruki…"

He pushed his fingers deeper, circling my clit, then slid one inside. I clenched around him, helpless and hungry.

"Ah…" I cried, my body so hot and needy.

His fingers pumped into me, two now, stretching me open. I clutched his wrist and rolled my hips into his hand, chasing the friction, grinding shamelessly.

"Fuck…. don't stop," I gasped.

"Hmmm mmm," he hummed as he kissed the spot behind my ears.

Goosebumps were all over my body. The good kind.

He kissed me there again and his other hand pushed under my sides till his hands found my nipple.

"Ha…ruki… more. Please, don't stop," I moaned as he rubbed my hard nipples with his thumb and index finger one after the other.

"I'm not stopping, Aiko."

He twisted his fingers just right and I almost came. I gasped loudly, clenching and gasping into the sheets as he whispered filth into my ear.

Just as I was about to come, he pulled his fingers out.