Bad For You: (An Older Brother's Best Friend Romance) Read Online Free PDF

doesn’t leave his face while he shakes his head. “The moans, fuck man, the
moans. I was almost tempted to start jacking off they were so hot.”
    I rub my hands over my face. “It wasn’t
supposed to happen. We were both drunk … one thing led to another … and …”
    “And the next thing you know you’re balls
deep in her sweet little pussy?” He pours milk over his cereal. “You better
hope her brother doesn’t find out about your little orgasm escapade.”
    If he does, he’ll never talk to me again. He
treats Nautica like she’s his daughter, but I can’t blame him for it. He took
over the man of the house role after their dad died during a tour in Iraq. His
dedication made him wait until Nautica graduated before even leaving for the
military this year.
    When she decided to go to college, the only
reason he let her come here was because I told him I’d watch out for her.
    “Everyone needs to keep their mouths shut
about last night,” I say.  
    “You know my lips are sealed, bro.”
     
    * * *
     
    Hot pebbles of water sprinkle down my back as I wash away the
rough feeling of my hangover. I tip my head down to look at my hard cock.
    Nautica hasn’t left my mind since she ran out
of my bed. I shut my eyes and imagine how great it would feel to have her lips
around my cock, sucking me. My hand wanders down and wraps tightly around my erection.
I stroke myself. My arm moves faster. I’m getting closer as I remember how good
her pussy tasted. I can’t stop. I groan out my release and watch my come wash
down the drain.
     I’m so fucked.
    I’m going home for the holidays. So is Simon
- which means I’ll definitely be seeing Nautica, my temptress, way too fucking
much to keep my hands to myself.
     
    * * *
     
    My stomach knots when I see Simon’s name flashing across my
phone screen. My lungs inhale a long breath before I answer the call.
    “Hey man.”
    “Hey, what’s going on?” he asks. He sounds
cool, collected, no animosity detected yet. Good sign.
    I clear my throat, hoping I don’t sound as
guilty as I feel. “Not shit, dude. Just finished up with finals.”
    “You’re going home for break, right?”
    “Yeah. You know my dad will kick my ass if
I’m not there for all the holiday shit. He wants me to take a look at the
dealership. It’s time I choose my office.” One more semester to go and I’ll be
there working full time.
    He laughs. Another good sign. “Good. I need
you to do me a favor.”
    “Sure, what’s up?”
    “Can you give Nautica a lift? She planned on
riding home with Macy, but she’s not coming back until next week now.”
    Is this a test? “Sure. Yeah. That’s no
problem.”
    “Thanks. I’ll buy you a drink when I get
home. I appreciate you watching out for her while she’s been there. You have no
idea how relieving it is to know you have my back.”
    “Glad I could help out.” Oh, and by the
way, I fucked her brains out last night. How’s that for watching out for her? “I’ll see you in a few days.”
    “I’ll cop you some gas money.”
    “Don’t worry about it. I’m already coming home.
It’s no big deal.”
    Simon offers me money every time I do
something for his family, but I never accept it. I’m fortunate enough that my
family can help me out and pay my tuition, but his mom doesn’t have it like
that.
    I hang up with him and dial Nautica’s number.
I’m nervous as fuck to call her, but sending a text seems too much like a lame
ass move. She’ll think I lost my balls or some shit.
    Pick up.
    Don’t pick up.
    It’s one of those phone calls you fucking
dread and secretly hope they won’t answer so you can leave a voicemail. Then
we’ll play phone tag and end up texting instead. It’s the way of communication
these days. No talking, only words written on a screen.
     “Hello?” The sound of her angelic voice
surprises me and causes my dick to stir. I want to be lying next to her. 
    Stop, dumbass. She’s off limits.
    I take another