okay. I would go in to work, but Jessica has forbidden it" I told him.
He nodded, "I know, and I'm happy for that. You work too damn hard. Well, I had fun last night, and I'm sure I'll see you later on or something, maybe we can order take out and watch movies or something?" he asked.
I shrugged, "Yeah maybe, call me later" I told him, eager for him to leave so that I could change out of the small tank top I was wearing.
Brandon leaned over to reach beside me and grabbed the coffee that he had left there before he sat down. His face was so close to mine that I could see a small light splattering of freckles just under his eyes that I had somehow never noticed before.
I held my breath as he inched even closer, the smell of his spicy cologne engulfing my senses, making my head sw im and my heart skip a beat. I quickly jumped back as his mouth came incredibly close to my left ear. He looked over at me with an amused expression on his face.
"Do I make you nervous?" he asked me quietly, keeping his face close to mine.
"No" I squeaked a little too fast, trying to cover up the fact that he did actually make me very nervous.
"I don't believe you" he said as he put his hands on the wall behind me and pushed me backward up against the headboard of my bed. He slowly inched his face close to mine until his lips were only centimeters from touching mine.
"Brandon" I whispered, trying to convey to him both my longing and wish for him to stop.
"Why are you so scared of touching me?" he asked me, his warm breath gliding along my lips, making me shiver.
"I'm not. It's just that you are Brandon, my best friend since forever and it's wrong" I finally said, trying not to sound like an idiot.
Brandon stared at me for a few seconds before leaning in further and whispering into my ear, making my breath hitch in my chest, "I'll forget it, for now" he said as his lips grazed my ear. I could fell the prickly hairs of his five o'clock shadow against my cheek, making my face burn.
He pulled away and stood back up straight, taking his hands off the wall and took his coffee, giving me a smile and a wink that made me question my decision to not rip his clothes off right there in my room.
He turned to leave and I let out a breath, happy that he didn't try to push me further. I just couldn't do that to Stacey, she had gotten him first and I had to respect that. Men just didn't understand the girl code and I wasn't going to let my stupid hormones get in the way of either of our friendships.
Brandon stopped and turned b ack around and looked at me for a few seconds, "No I'm not going to forget it" he said walking toward me again, setting his coffee down on the dresser.
I held my breath as he leaned down and softly grabbed my face. His lips touched mine, lightly at first, then slowly with more pressure. My heart was beating way too fast to stay in my chest and I felt my palms go wet as I gripped the mattress beneath me, trying to keep myself from grabbing him, wrapping my legs around him and pulling him on top of me.
I moan ed slightly as his mouth opened just an inch and our tongues touched, sending shivers of electricity down my body. After what was surely just a few seconds, but felt like a lifetime, he pulled away from me. I looked up at him as he stood back up, feeling my cheeks burning with embarrassment and desire.
I quickly grabbed his shirt and pulled him back, kissing him with ever fiber in my body. He leaned onto the bed, putting his knees beside me as he continued to kiss me. He leaned me sideways until I was comp letely lying underneath him with his weight slightly pressing onto me. It was then that my mind went beyond his prefect lips and reminded me that I shouldn't be doing this. I gently pressed against his chest, enough for him to pull away from me and look down at me.
I sat there trying to figure out what to say after a kiss like that to convey to him that nothing could go further than that, but before I could say anything he
He nodded, "I know, and I'm happy for that. You work too damn hard. Well, I had fun last night, and I'm sure I'll see you later on or something, maybe we can order take out and watch movies or something?" he asked.
I shrugged, "Yeah maybe, call me later" I told him, eager for him to leave so that I could change out of the small tank top I was wearing.
Brandon leaned over to reach beside me and grabbed the coffee that he had left there before he sat down. His face was so close to mine that I could see a small light splattering of freckles just under his eyes that I had somehow never noticed before.
I held my breath as he inched even closer, the smell of his spicy cologne engulfing my senses, making my head sw im and my heart skip a beat. I quickly jumped back as his mouth came incredibly close to my left ear. He looked over at me with an amused expression on his face.
"Do I make you nervous?" he asked me quietly, keeping his face close to mine.
"No" I squeaked a little too fast, trying to cover up the fact that he did actually make me very nervous.
"I don't believe you" he said as he put his hands on the wall behind me and pushed me backward up against the headboard of my bed. He slowly inched his face close to mine until his lips were only centimeters from touching mine.
"Brandon" I whispered, trying to convey to him both my longing and wish for him to stop.
"Why are you so scared of touching me?" he asked me, his warm breath gliding along my lips, making me shiver.
"I'm not. It's just that you are Brandon, my best friend since forever and it's wrong" I finally said, trying not to sound like an idiot.
Brandon stared at me for a few seconds before leaning in further and whispering into my ear, making my breath hitch in my chest, "I'll forget it, for now" he said as his lips grazed my ear. I could fell the prickly hairs of his five o'clock shadow against my cheek, making my face burn.
He pulled away and stood back up straight, taking his hands off the wall and took his coffee, giving me a smile and a wink that made me question my decision to not rip his clothes off right there in my room.
He turned to leave and I let out a breath, happy that he didn't try to push me further. I just couldn't do that to Stacey, she had gotten him first and I had to respect that. Men just didn't understand the girl code and I wasn't going to let my stupid hormones get in the way of either of our friendships.
Brandon stopped and turned b ack around and looked at me for a few seconds, "No I'm not going to forget it" he said walking toward me again, setting his coffee down on the dresser.
I held my breath as he leaned down and softly grabbed my face. His lips touched mine, lightly at first, then slowly with more pressure. My heart was beating way too fast to stay in my chest and I felt my palms go wet as I gripped the mattress beneath me, trying to keep myself from grabbing him, wrapping my legs around him and pulling him on top of me.
I moan ed slightly as his mouth opened just an inch and our tongues touched, sending shivers of electricity down my body. After what was surely just a few seconds, but felt like a lifetime, he pulled away from me. I looked up at him as he stood back up, feeling my cheeks burning with embarrassment and desire.
I quickly grabbed his shirt and pulled him back, kissing him with ever fiber in my body. He leaned onto the bed, putting his knees beside me as he continued to kiss me. He leaned me sideways until I was comp letely lying underneath him with his weight slightly pressing onto me. It was then that my mind went beyond his prefect lips and reminded me that I shouldn't be doing this. I gently pressed against his chest, enough for him to pull away from me and look down at me.
I sat there trying to figure out what to say after a kiss like that to convey to him that nothing could go further than that, but before I could say anything he
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