Closed Off To You (Singing Star Trilogy #1) (10 page)

“See you later, sis,” Charlie shouted.

I pushed past Nathan so I could say goodbye to my friends.

“Hurry up, dude,” Martin said to him as he pulled on his shoes.

They all filed out, one at a time. Ella and Lizzie gave me a hug. Luckily, they were too drunk or self-absorbed to notice that Nathan couldn’t stop looking at me. And I couldn’t stop looking at him.

“If we don’t see you before, good luck at the show.” Martin waved goodbye to me, hovering by my friends as they walked towards the exit of the communal hallway.

Nathan didn’t look back, or say anything, as he followed them at a distance. My heart suddenly sunk. Maybe he was caught up in the moment and didn’t actually mean what he said.

Closing the door quietly, I leant my head back against it. It had been a fun, but intense, evening. My heart needed to calm its rapid beating.

It jumped again when someone knocked on the door. Nathan.

I ripped it open, unable to help the grin that matched the handsome young man’s.

“How did you get away?” I asked as he came in. He closed the door behind him and reached for me.

“I told them I was going to get a taxi instead of walking. They believed me.” He grabbed hold of my top and yanked it over my head. I tried to grab him, but he kept walking, forcing me back towards the living room.

“Wait. Shouldn’t we talk…?”

Nathan shook his head, the corners of his lips sinking into his cheeks. His sexy grin was too much. His hungry gaze devoured me as it moved down over my breasts and stomach. I almost tripped as we moved. He leapt forward and caught me around the waist. We paused by the arm of the sofa. He ran his hands up over my buttocks and rested them on the small of my back.

“No talking. There’s no need for talk. I’ve wanted to do this all evening.”

He kissed my collarbone and licked his way up my jaw, over my chin, and traced my lips with his tongue.

Clenching my fists at my side, I let him do what he would as my eyes fluttered closed. His hands travelled up my back and unclipped my bra, pulling it off as his tongue met mine.

One hand stayed at my back as the other travelled around to the front and kneaded my breast. The heat that had been sizzling in my belly all evening burst into flame as he let go of my lips and gave me a wicked grin.

“I’m not sure this is such a good-” My sentence broke off when he plunged his tongue back into my mouth, not letting me pull away to speak again.

I gave over to him. He wanted me…that much I could tell.

Letting go of my mouth, he raised his eyebrows in question. When I nodded my agreement, he moved me so that the back of my thighs were pressed against the sofa arm. I clung to him, not wanting to fall. He didn’t let me. Instead, he took a step back and slowly turned me around so I faced away.

His hands traced under my armpits from behind, up the side of my boobs, and spread out below my neck. They moved down the front of my chest and cupped my breasts. A moan escaped me as his caress made my head fall back against him.

Circling my nipples, he dipped lower and ran his fingers over my stomach. Softly pinching the small roll of flesh across my belly, he undone the button on my jeans. I tried not to cringe away when his hand came back up and squeezed me again. He obviously liked a woman with a bit of meat.

His tongue ran up the length of my ear, sending a shot of pleasure straight to my heavy pussy. A rush of cool air caressed my body as he bent down, tugging my jeans and knickers with him.

Picking up my feet, he moved my clothes away. His hands wrapped around my ankles before moving up to caress my calf. Thank God I had shaved the day before. I usually let my hair grow out because I was lazy. It wasn’t like I had a man I needed to shave for.

“So smooth,” he muttered.

A warm feeling enveloped me as his hands travelled under my knees and up the back of my thighs. He cupped my hips before circling my buttocks.

“Also smooth,” he whispered, running his lips over the area he had just caressed. I shuddered as he ran one hand up my spine and gently pushed me forward to lean over the arm of the sofa.

“You smell good.”

Positioning my arms on the sofa cushion, I rested my head between them. He had me bent over, quite powerless.

A part of me loved it, but a part of me was afraid. I hardly knew him, yet, he had me exactly where he wanted me.

Spreading my legs, Nathan hissed his breath through his teeth. “That’s a lovely sight.”

His tongue darted directly onto my open pussy, sending a shock of pleasure throughout me. I groaned as his fingers dug into the flesh of my hips. My stomach flipped as he started to explore, swirling around my opening. He reached forward, licking the length of me. My hands clenched the material of the cushion under me as my eyes drifted closed. He moved his tongue in a circle around my clitoris. I shuddered as his breath hit the whole of me and tingles spread over my pussy.

“Tastes good, too,” he muttered against me.

I wanted to touch him. He hadn’t let me see him completely naked. I tried to get up, but his hand gently guided me back down as he stood. I heard the zip of his jeans open and the rustle of material as he stepped out of them. I couldn’t see him, but I could feel him standing behind me.

“I’ve been thinking about doing this since we last fucked.”

I licked my lips, anticipating what he was about to do. He was going to take me over the sofa. My heart pounded as I pushed back into him when he cradled himself against my buttocks. The length of him was rock solid. He thrust up and down slowly before pulling away. He was ready and so was I.

“Yes. Do it,” I said, not able to help myself.

Nathan grunted as his fingers plunged into my pussy and stretched me open. I clenched around him as he made his fingers slick with my dripping wetness.

“You’re going to enjoy this,” he muttered as he pushed the head of his cock into my opening.

I gasped as he suddenly thrusted, moving me forward on the sofa. A rush of pleasure pulsated through my whole body as his cock buried deep.

The arm of the sofa held me still, but he took my hips in a vice-like grip. Nathan wasn’t one to be romantic. When he wanted something, he took it. That much I already knew about him. Yet, there was something vulnerable about him. Something I could feel underneath the cold way he shut me out.

He rocked into me again, making me groan as the tip of him hit my G spot. Leaning forward, he wrapped his whole body over me. Releasing one of my hips, he stretched up. His palm ran up my arm. His fingers entwined with mine, pushing our hands into the cushion. He withdrew slowly before plunging deep, his breathing growing heavy against the back of my neck.

My whole body thrust against material as he moved in and out of me. I could hardly breathe as my chest pressed against the cushion. It didn’t matter, it felt amazing. My whole body vibrated with growing pleasure.

“Are you okay?” he muttered against my skin.

Words were useless, so I nodded as the pressure built up inside of me. His thrusting grew stronger as my breath came out in short bursts. The hand holding my hip came around the front of me. He forced it between the arm of the sofa and my body, his fingers finding my clitoris. He swirled fast as he pumped into me.

All I could feel was his body pressing against mine, his cock slick against the walls of my pussy. The head of his cock pounded against the deepest part of me. His fingers swirled, making the nerves on the end of my clitoris start to vibrate.

The pressure built. My mouth hung open as I tried desperately to get enough air to breathe. A yelp escaped me as Nathan’s teeth sunk into my shoulder. The pleasure of it was exquisite. A contrast to the sweet pressure that now spiralled around the whole of my hips. The beautiful sensations in my clitoris caused a deep rising to build inside as Nathan’s cock pumped in and out of me.

He bit me again, sending the sensations tipping over. The pleasure sent me over the edge and my whole body shook as Nathan dug himself into me so deeply, I couldn’t breathe. He went still and groaned, his teeth still marking my skin. I shuddered uncontrollably as he held me tight against him.

The sensations slowly started to ebb away. It was one of the most intense orgasms I had ever had.

“That was…amazing,” Nathan muttered when he finally found his breath.

I shook my head, unable to get any words out. My muscles started to ache as Nathan collapsed on top of me.

“Did you use anything?” I asked suddenly.

He chuckled, moving my hair away from my neck, and brushing his fingers along the sensitive skin. “Of course I did.”

He pulled out of me and got up slowly, leaving me where I was. His footsteps retreated to the bathroom, probably to sort out the condom. My heart had sped up when I realised that he might not have used anything. The last thing I needed was to get pregnant by a handsome young man who happened to be my brother’s best friend.

When my body felt ready, I managed to crawl onto the sofa. Picking up the blanket that lay over the back of it, I wrapped it around me, and sank myself into the cushions.

“Charlie would go mad if he knew what we’d just done,” Nathan said, coming back into the living room.

Bending, he retrieved his clothes. As he got dressed, he looked down at me. My eyes were heavy, my body completely satisfied.

“Charlie will never know.” I looked away when he grinned.

My brother would go insane. He would hate us, probably forever. I wouldn’t be too pleased if he hooked up with Lizzie. Unless they fell in love, of course. So, I understood.

“When can I see you again?” Doing up the button on his jeans, he sat next to me.

He didn’t reach out or give me a hug. Not that I was expecting it. He had made it quite clear that he didn’t want that type of relationship.

“Let’s not ruin it,” I said.

He studied me, smiling when I raised my eyebrows at him.

“You don’t what to see me again?” He reached towards me and stroked my cheek.

I ducked my head, scared of the intimacy. “Do you want to see me again?”

He shrugged, going back into his usual awkward self. Not that he was often awkward, just the one time. Now it was the second time. I was such a failure.

“You’re fun. I like this,” he said, gesturing between us. His hand dug under the blanket and squeezed my boob.

“Why me? You could have any woman to be your friend with benefits. Why are you trying to persuade me to be that type of person?”

I sunk into that feeling of unworthiness as he pulled his hand back and tucked the blanket around me. He was already distancing himself.

“You’re just as beautiful as any other girl. Okay, woman…” he muttered, after seeing my expression. “I know you don’t believe it, but you are.”

“But you only want sex?” I couldn’t help it.

He looked down at his hands where they rested in his lap. His whole persona changed as his shoulders lowered. Nathan lived with some heavy duty stuff. I could finally see it. The reason he pushed me away was because he couldn’t handle intimacy.

“What is it that holds you back?” I whispered.

“Haven’t we all got a past?” He got up and put on his coat.

I bit my lip, unable to look up at him. Unable to watch him leave, again. I had chosen to sleep with him and it had been fun. Why did I have to keep ruining it?

“Don’t leave like this,” I said to him.

I finally raised my gaze to meet his. He knelt on the floor in front of me and wrapped his arms around my shoulders. I let him hold me, just breathing against his neck. When he pulled away, he stroked my hair and kissed me quickly on the mouth.

“Until next time,” he muttered.

I shook my head, but he stopped the movement with his hands. He was determined to keep me as a friend with benefits. I was determined not to let that happen. We would be fighting a war for a long time.

I laughed suddenly, unable to stay serious when his face became so intense. We had just had amazing sex, why couldn’t I just revel in that?

“We will see. You’re still too young for me,” I muttered, getting to my feet and forcing him to back away.

His snort made me look at him. An inkling of his age showed through as he smirked and slapped my arse over the blanket.

“I’ll teach you a thing or two.” He followed me out to the hallway.

“You wish,” I joked back, opening the front door.

My whole being froze when my brother’s raised hand fell. His mouth dropped open as he saw my state of undress and Nathan’s pink cheeks.

“What the fuck?” he exclaimed.

I was still frozen, the blanket completely useless against the chill that came into the flat.

“Charlie, it’s not…” Nathan stopped talking when he glanced at me and saw how obvious we were.

Charlie shook his head as he backed away. Why had he come back? He never came back.

“That really isn’t on, mate,” Charlie exclaimed. “That’s my sister!”

I didn’t know what to do. My brother finding out about us was the last thing I wanted to happen. Certainly when it was only the second time we had ever done anything.