Addicted to My Best Friend's Brother

Chapter Four - A hot mess

Hallie's P.O.V

I moaned loudly as he kissed me, as his hands slid under my tee running his rough fingertips down my back causing my entire body to shudder with excitement. Between my legs aching for him...his touch. I have waited so long for this but if this should be happening at all I am not sure. His lips felt amazing against my own. His hands moved further down my body, landing on my ass, pressing against it hard, pressing me against his growing hard-on. My next move took me by surprise when I found myself abruptly pulling away from his lips.

“We shouldn’t be doing this.” I panted out.

“Why? I am giving you what you want.” He said.

“Cause I don’t wanna be one of your play toys Deacon,” I said.

“Why not? We could have a lot of fun. You want me...I want you, what’s the problem.” He muttered against the skin of my neck.

“I think the way we want each other is different Deacon and you know that,” I replied in a soft moan, my head falling back as his lips touched my neck.

“Want is want Hallie.” He said.

“No, I don’t wanna be used,” I said regretfully pulling myself from his lap, putting a distance between us.

I have wanted this for such a long time, but I know it is only gonna be a one-night thing. Having him for one night and knowing what he can do is worse than not having him at all. I sighed, running my hands through my hair, and looked at him, he looked at me confused on what was going on. He stood, coming towards me.

“Hallie what the f**k?” he said annoyed.

“I don’t know. I shouldn’t be doing this.” I said.

“Why? Hallie, you have had one night stands, flings and broke a couple of hearts of your own so why is this happening between us getting to you?” he asked calmer stepping into me.

I looked him straight in the eye, his eyes were dark from lust and want. His hard-on in his Jean’s obviously to see. He wants me finally so why won’t I let him have me? He placed a hand on my hip, making me swallow hard. I got lost in him again, feeling myself falling under his spell. He pressed into me, his hard brushing between my legs, his lips reaching in and falling at my ear.

“Can you feel that Hallie?” he asked, and I nodded, “I want you, just like you want me. What harm is a little fun gonna be? No one needs to know.” He growled in my ear.

“Deacon a one-night stand isn’t gonna be enough for me do you not see that?” I stuttered out.

“Who says I only want a one-night stand?” he asked, “I was thinking more like a s****l fling.” He added.

I was getting too lost in him to realise that I had been walking backwards, finding out when my back hit a wall behind me. I was trapped between it and his very sexy, muscular body. I whimpered when I felt his body press against mine, his hand resting at each side of my head. Since when does he do flings? One night stands mainly but I do not ever recall him having a fling, then again, I do not know what he does with his life when he is not around Penny.

“If you can look me straight in the eye, tell me you don’t want this, that you don’t want me then I will walk out the door and never make a move again.” He said, seeming breathless.

I went to open my mouth, tell him what he asked me to, but I could not cause it would be a lie.

“The choice is yours, Hallie.” He whispered to me.

My next move took both him and me off guard. Before I knew what, I was doing I grabbed him by his tee, pulling him closer to me and pressed my lips hard against his. A very heated kiss, the sort of kiss that made a desire go through me straight down to my core. It was his turn to whimper, right against my lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck, Deacon's hands landing on my hips, holding my lower half against his, rolling his hips into me. I could myself become wet; my body becomes weaker. He pulled away from my lips, his lips soon finding their way to my neck once again, kissing and nibbling on the sensitive skin, his hands roaming all over my body.

“You are so f*****g sexy Hallie.” He growled at me, his lips crashing against mine once again.

He had taken complete control of the situation. I decided I needed to try take some back. Yes, he makes me a weak, hot mess but I cannot show him that, not entirely. I pushed myself off the wall, placing my hands on his chest and walked him back towards the sofa again, pushing him down. I climbed back onto his lap. I was freaking out in the inside but trying to come across as confident on the outside. I am usually a confident lover, but this was different, it was Deacon, the man I have been lusting over for years.

“Mmm baby that’s better seeing you take some control back.” He growled.

I smirked, reaching in, and started kissing over his neck and throat. He was grunting loudly, wrapping his fingers in my hair as I explored the body I have wanted for so long. He used his grip in my hair to make me look up at him again, his eyes dark and wide…his cheeks flushed with pleasure. At least I know I am not the only one that what is happening is getting too.

“No one can never know this happened Deacon,” I said breathlessly.

I know it was probably not the best time to bring that up, but I needed to make sure it happens that way.

“It can be our dirty little secret,” he smirked.

I nodded kissing him again, rolling myself in against him. I rubbed hard against his hard-on, needing some sort of friction between us. He reached for the bottom of my tee, soon pulling it from my body quickly and tossing it behind him, leaving my upper body completely exposed to him. He pulled away from my lips, eyeing my upper half and growling.

“Damn baby.” He moaned his hands grabbing my breasts roughly in his hands.

“f**k!” I purred, my head falling back as he massaged them with his large, rough hands, the small buds soon hardening against his hand.

He leant in, his tongue soon flicking over the small bud of my left breasts before taking it in his mouth, tugging it roughly between his teeth. I moaned loudly, my body arching into him…into his touch. He removed my left one from his mouth, moving over and doing the same to the right one…flicking his tongue over it and tugging at that one too.

“Mmm, that feel’s good,” I growled out gripping onto his knees.

His lips trailed down over my ribs and stomach, his hands roaming over my back and ass. I was in a state of complete ecstasy with the feel of his lips against my skin. It was something I have craved for such a long time. He kissed his way back up, giving my breasts another quick going over before he looked me in the eye, a devilish smirk playing on his very kissable lips.

“Your skin so far tastes good, but there is something else I have been wanting to get my tongue on.” He growled.

I whimpered, knowing exactly what he was talking about. Something tells me he is exceptionally good with that tongue. I can only imagine how good it will feel between my legs. I had a dream about that one night and damn it was a hot dream, woke up all hot and bothered. He was quick to push me down on my back, making the excitement arise even more. I could not wait to feel him between my legs.