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

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Bailey bit into her fleshy bottom lip to suppress the sigh of a moan that crawled up her throat.

Kaleb's fingers felt incredibly good on her. They literally burned through her skin and enticed a wave of fire in her veins.

Bailey didn't understand what was going on with her body, heart and mind. They were at a war.

"Kaleb," She sighed, her fingers shaking as her thighs parted on their own.

Those girls always praised Kaleb's capability to swoon them into bed with him without even trying much.

Bailey, now realized that they were not just uttering bullshit, because now, she was letting him freely touch her and she didn't have the urge to push him away. Instead, she felt the opposite.

Kaleb's breath is hot on her skin as he teased her through her drenched panties.

She was so wet and hot. Kaleb never felt pleasure by just touching a girl before. Never actually felt so hard before too. He was practically bursting at the seams.

Strange.

Yet. Thrilling.

"You feel good." Kaleb moaned on her neck, his teeth grazing her skin. Bailey shuddered, her fingers bunching the sheets.

"Want to feel me?" He suddenly asked hoarsely after a few seconds of tracing my pussy.

Bailey couldn't hold it in and uttered a yes. She didn't know what exactly possessed her to actually say yes but she did not regret it.

Especially when his hips settled between her legs. She could feel him then. His hard length pressing against her. He felt hot, hard and long.

And then he moved his hips.

It was a slight roll, but it earned him a gasp from her parted lips.

"Can you feel me?" He rasped, hand pressing just beside her head.

Bailey quivered.

Oh she can feel him alright. And he felt so good.

Why does he feel so good?

"Uhum." She moaned when he started thrusting his hips forward and rolling them.

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If someone told her that she would be in Kaleb Reece's room, on his bed, while his between her thighs, she'd probably give them a good sock in the face. Just like her dad taught her.

Funny how she didn't want to leave his bed now, nor push him away.

Kaleb leaned down, his breath was faint with some alcohol but so was hers.

"I want to fuck you." He moaned, head dipping closer.

Bailey wrapped her legs around his waist as he continued to fuck her through their clothes.

The only thing separating them was his pants and briefs and her panties. But that didn't stop her from feeling his heat and length. And that didn't stop him from feeling her wetness soak the front of

his jeans the more he thrusted into her. Nor did it stop him from feeling her heat.

He'd never been so fucking intoxicated by just the feeling of someone. Especially when his mind fabricated the girl beneath him as his sister's best friend.

The slight hitch of her breath made Kaleb go insane. It was driving him insane. Insane enough to know that he wanted more.

He groaned over her sweet moans.

He wanted to feel her skin on his.

He wanted to feel more of her warmth.

"I want to feel you," Kaleb gasped, his hands touching the ends of her dress.

God. He want to peel it off her.

Bailey didn't understand why she was so entranced by him. She didn't even care that she was allowing him to touch her in this way.

Her skin burned.

Her veins rush with blood.

God she was in heaven.

She clutched his back, digging her nails into his shirt to feel his skin. He groaned in her mouth.

She wanted to feel him too.

Closer.

She wanted to feel him closer.

"Take it off. Take all off." She practically whimpered.

Kaleb wasted no time to peel his shirt off his body, he sat up and helped her take off her dress too.

Now she was only in her bra and panties.

"I want everything off you Kaleb," She whispered reaching for his button.

His cock jerks. Fuck. The sound of his name on her tongue sounding so good.

He helped her with ridding him of his pants and kicked every single fucking clothes off the bed. Now they were skin to skin, only with a few thin materials in their way.

He lifted her up using his hand so she could feel his hard length dragging on her pussy. Bailey gasped as she felt his throbbing hot length.

"I want to feel you." She whispered. She wasn't sure what came over her to say such a thing but she couldn't find it in her to take it back.

She blamed the alcohol on her tongue.

She heard his sharp intake of breath, and pushed herself closer to him.

Her heart skips in her chest.