After Dark One Shots

My Best Friend's Brother

"Kara, are you coming over tonight?"

I shift the phone from one ear to the other "Yeah, I didn't forget about sleeping over. Aren't your parents going to be out of town?"

My best friend, Mia sighs "Yeah, but Miles is going to be here for the weekend." Miles is Mia's older brother. He is 26 and works as an architect. I don't see him often, but every now and then he comes into town to see Mia. He's pretty hot though and I used to have a crush on him in high school when I was a hormonal freshman and he was s*x on legs.

"Oh okay, so basically, no guys over tonight?" I snorts and Mia groans "Exactly, but be over here when you get off of work"

"Okay, bye" I hang up and go back to arranging make up and helping customers pick out foundation in the place I work. When 10:00 hits, I gather my things and clock out, so ready to do nothing for the rest of the weekend. In my car, I pull my loose curls into a high pony tail before staring the car.

I stop by my house and pick up my clothes and such before heading to Mia's house. Pulling from the drive way, I text her letting her know I'm on the way, but she doesn't reply. I guess she's know when I get there.

I pull up into the drive way of her house and see Miles' Ford truck in the yard, but not Mia's car. Grabbing my things from the car, I walk to the front door and knock. When the door swings open, I am taken back by Miles as usual. He is the same as I've always remembered, but a little more built and his hair is a little messier than usual. Still, s*x on legs "Hey Kitty, what's up? Long time no see, short stuff"

I roll my eyes, he has been calling me Kitty since we met "Hey, Miles and I'm not short, you're just abnormally tall" I smirk walking into the house. It wasn't uncommon for us to bicker back and forth. Some would call it flirting, but I'd say he is just being his normally annoying self.

Miles closes the door "6'3 is not abnormal"

"And 5'4 isn't that short. Where is Mia?" I sit my things down on the couch, stretching a little from being on my feet all day.

Miles eyes me for a second, looking me up and down "She went to the store for a moment. You look good, but why are you wearing all black?"

"It's the dress code for my job" I rub my shoulders, groaning from lifting boxes all day for stocking. Who knew makeup could be so heavy.

"Looks like you're tense, here let me" Suddenly, he is behind me with his hands on my shoulders. Stepping away, I go to protest, but when his large hands squeeze my shoulders, all that escapes my mouth is a low groan. His thumbs press into the back of my neck hitting a tense spot and I flinch. "Oww"

"There it is. So tense, Kara. What are they doing to you at the job?" His warm breath hitting the back of my neck. "Treating me like a Hebrew slave."

Miles chuckles "Funny. So how old are you now? 20?"

I snort "I wish, I'm only 18. I just graduated a year early so everyone in my class was older" I hear Miles sigh behind me and I frown. Why does he sound disappointed? I brush the thought away and take in the feeling of his hands working some kind of magic. The air in the room becomes tense itself when Miles steps closer to me until my butt is gently brushing over his front. Good lord, take me now and stop torturing me. I take a deep breath and Miles does the same. What is he deep breathing about? I'm the one who is tense.

When most of my tension is worked out, Miles loosens his grip, but gently caresses the back of my neck "Feel better?"

"Mmhmm, so much better" I smirk and suddenly the front door opens and it's Mia. "What is going on here?" she sits a bag of things on the side of the door and struts over to us "Miles, stop harassing my best friend"

Mia grabs my hand pulling me away and I grab my bag, letting her drag me away "Come on, let's go upstairs." I follow Mia, but when I look back, Miles is watching me as I walk up the stairs.

Most of the night, we don't hear or see Miles. When he comes to visit, he sleeps in the downstairs guest room by the kitchen and is usually quiet. Mia and I do regular sleep over things, play music, talk about guy, and do our nails. At around midnight, I peel out of my all black attire and go shower while Mia is brushing her teeth. Mia and I have been friends for years so being naked around each other has never been a problem. Washing my hair and face, I feel like me again. If it were up to me, I'd go to work with a pony tail and no make up, but then that would defeat the purpose of the job description. I'm supposed to look like this job doesn't stress me out and makeup is all fun.

After watching nearly every Channing Tatum movie, Mia falls asleep first, as usual, leaving me up at 2am to my lonesome. Gathering our cups and plates from eating pizza, I tip toe downstairs in nothing, but black short shorts, a wife-beater shirt, and rainbow thigh high socks. I place the dishes in the sink and when I turn around, Miles is walking out of his room. When he sees me, he jumps "s**t, you scared me" he chuckles softly with his hand over his heart.

"Sorry, I was just putting these plates and cups in the sink." I gaze over Miles who is wearing khaki pants and no shirt. His pants are hanging low over his hips showing off his happy trail and a V leading down to his manhood. I lick my lips at the sight. Miles clears his throat and my eyes shoots up to his. "Uh...I wasn't..." I feel my cheeks heat in embarrassment.

He smirks running his fingers through his hair "It's cool. Is my sister sleep?"

"Yeah, she went to sleep on me about an hour ago" I shrug and Miles steps closer to me "So what do you guys do when me or my parents aren't here? have guys over?"

I roll my eyes "None of your business. You're not our babysitter anymore."

This time when he steps closer, I step back reflexively. A smug smile appears on his face. "True. Maybe you two just sit up in the room and fool around a bit. It's none of my business" His hazel eyes darken making me swallow hard. "I don't know what you're talking about, Miles" I'm probably the worst liar ever.

"Oh really? The last time I was home, I recall seeing you and my sister making out" He steps forward again and I back into the counter. A nervous lump in my throat hinders me from defending myself. "I..." What the hell do I say? It had only happened once because Mia was curious about kissing a girl. Why was he snooping in the first place?

"Exactly, I know you're not as innocent as you act." Miles takes one last steps and his body presses gently against mine. I look up into his eyes and he looks down at me like a hungry lion and I'm the little gazelle. I put my hands on his chest, pushing him back "Move Miles, not funny" I slide past him,but he catches my waist, pulling me back. "Oh kitty, we both know I'm not playing. Don't you feel the s****l tension between us?"

His hands squeeze my hips and my breath shallows "I don't know what you're talking about. This is wrong, Miles" I try to sound convincing,but the truth is, I want this badly.

Miles takes my hand and places it over his pants to feel his growing bulge. I gasp softly, trying to pull my hand back. I bite my lip and Miles groans "See what you do to me, kitty? Strutting around here looking so f*****g hot" My breathing shallows, and I can hear my pulse beating in my ears the more on turned on I feel.

He slides his hand up, cupping my breast hard. I whimper softly feeling my pûssy start to become wet. My n*****s harden, pressing into the thin shirt and my eyes flutter at the sensations growing through out my body. With my hand still on Miles' hard pressing bulge, I give it a soft squeeze, biting my lip. "Miles" I whisper.

"Say no more, kitty" Suddenly, his grips my hips and lifts me onto the counter roughly. I gasp and Miles' lips slam into mine. I run my fingers through his hair gripping hard and pulls back, hissing through his teeth "f**k, Kitty. I knew you liked it rough" He kisses me again, biting my lip, tugging on it and I can feel the juices from my core begin to soak through my shorts. The thought crosses my mind that Miles is 26 and I'm only 18. This has to be morally wrong in some way, but I really don't care and clearly neither does he. Miles grabs my shirt and quickly pulls it over my head, leaving my lips. He takes my n****e into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it before latching onto the erect nub with his teeth. I moan throwing my head back, feeling a tinge of pain from it.

Miles wraps his arm around me, pulling me off the counter. I wrap my legs around him and he walks to his bedroom. He tosses me onto the plush bed and I watch as he undoes his pants, stepping out of them. Miles looks at me "Play with that pûssy for me, baby" I bite my lip, feeling my core clench in anticipation as he pulls off his boxers, freeing his thick côck. Nervously, I trail my fingers down my stomach and hook my thumb on the hem of the shorts. Pulling them off, spreading my legs as Miles stands at the end of the bed staring down at all my glory.

He groans, stroking himself slowly as I slip my shaking fingers between my soaking lips. I close my eyes as I circle my fingers around my aching clīt. As I'm playing with myself, Miles' hands pushing my thighs further apart. I whimper his name softly and Miles groan "Damn, you sound so sexy saying my name, Kitty" As the pleasure builds up from my self pleasuring, I move my hand down slipping two fingers into my opening. "Ah!" The sensation of my fingers cause me to jerk. I open my eyes and Miles kissing my knees and inner thighs, getting closer to my sweet spot.

He nips at my thighs and I moan for him to taste me. I remove my fingers and Miles quickly dives in. I yell out and he sucks and licks hungrily. "f**k!" I grab the sheets pulling on them feeling myself being push further and further over the edge. "Please, Miles!" Responding to my plea, he shoves two fingers in me and I fall apart, feeling the sheets under me dampen. I grip his hair, feeling my body convulse "Don't stop!" I plead as my hips jerk against his mouth and he continue to lap up my juices.

Miles kisses is way up my body till he gets to my lips "Kitty, you taste so good" He kisses me hard, tasting myself on his lips and tongue. Wanting to take control, I roll over, pushing him back onto the bed and straddle him. I lower my hips pressing my s*x again his hard member. I grind against Miles and his eyes roll back as he holds my hips. "Damn, Kitty" Miles groans, sliding his large hands over my ass and squeezing hard.

I press my hands against his chest, digging my nails into his skin "Tell me, Miles" I mumble, becoming bold.

Miles stares into my eyes "Tell you what, Kitty?"

I smirk "Tell me how bad you want to f**k me. How bad you want me to slide down on your côck" I feel Miles' hardness flinch under me. "You are so nasty, I love it. I want you to f**k me bad, baby"

Biting my lip, I lift up and grip his girth to position it at my opening. I press the tip against soaking core but Miles stops me "Wait, condom"

"I'm on birth control" Miles smirks and slams me down onto his length. I yell out, taking him in as he stretches my walls. Miles smacks my ass and I moan out "f**k"

"That's right, Kitty. Ride me hard" His deep voice sending chill bumps down my arms. Once adjusted I him, I place my hands on the bed by his shoulder to brace myself as I begin bouncing on his dîck. Miles grabs my waist slamming me down onto him. I yell out his name as my juices seep down my thighs.

I smirk to myself surprised at my own s****l behavior. I usually am a bottom or get it from the back girl, but tonight I am taking my place in top of this older guy who is equally turned on my newly discovered attitude. Pulling me from my thoughts, Miles turns us over and takes his place on top "Time for me to take over, Kitty"

He starts pounding into me and I wrap my legs around his waist. His hand snakes around my neck and he squeezes slightly. I bite my lip loving the roughness. I close my eyes frowning as I take each blow of his length. "f**k, yes!" Groan, feeling my thighs stiffen in anticipation of the growing orgasm.

Miles flattens his body on mine and kisses me. His fingers tangling into my hair, pulling hard as he stirs his hips causing his manhood to hit every inch of me. He pulls back and I'm breathing hard against his mouth "Please, please, make me come" I whimper

Miles hisses against my mouth "Ahh s**t! Come for me,Kara"

My legs tighten around him and a powerful orgasm crashes over me. I yell out as my whole body shakes and Miles presses his forehead against mine, cursing as he reaches his own orgasm. His hips jerk against me as he releases in me.

We lay there for a moment catching our breaths and Miles kisses my neck "Damn, Kitty, I didn't know you were like this"

I giggle softly "Me either"

Miles smooths my hair back and kisses my lips softly. "I think I should get back upstairs before Mia wakes up" I get up, gathering my shorts off the floor as Miles stretches out on the bed.

"Goodnight, Miles"

"Night Kitty" He smirks and I walk out of the room. I grab my shirt off the kitchen floor before heading upstairs. I get to Mia's bedroom door and I hear a soft whimper.

Cracking the door opening, I hear Mia's voice moaning my name. When my eyes adjust to the darkness, I realize she is playing with herself. My eyes widen and my mouth waters.

Oh my....