My Brother's Best Friend(72)

“I would kiss it, but I’m not positioned right,” I whispered in his ear. “Lift the steering wheel.”

He fumbled as I continued to massage him and managed to lift the wheel. It was just enough to shimmy down to the floor. I looked up at him and then lowered my lips, first kissing him softly then slowly encompassing him with my mouth. He shuddered and a low guttural groan escaped from his throat. My tongue encircled his tip and his hands grabbed my hair. I knew he was close to release, but like always he pulled me away and motioned for me to climb back up.

I straddled his legs again and his hands moved my skirt out of the way. His fingers ran up my thigh, pushed aside my underwear and began to play with me. I moaned and braced my hands on the top of the seat. He kissed my lips as he pushed his fingers inside me. I whimpered into his mouth and he drove his fingers in harder. I pulled away and shook my head and as my hips bucked his hand I forced myself to stop his movements. I stopped his hand and looked into his eyes.

“I want you inside. Please,” I begged and before I could say any more he thrust inside and captured my mouth with his. I moved slightly on his lap and his hands went to my butt. We began to move together rhythmically. I braced my hands back on the seat and thrust harder. “More, Devin. Harder. Oh, god, I need you!”

He thrust harder and even lifted us up to fully enter me. I moaned as he gripped the wheel for support. As we continued to move together the wheel came back down and my butt kept hitting the horn.

“This is going to be one to remember,” Devin barely got out before I moaned his name and nearly screamed in release. He followed me, shuddering and collapsing back onto the seat. I held onto him as we slowed our breathing.

“This was just a teaser,” I said.

“A teaser? That was amazing.”

“Now I will never look at my car the same,” I told him.

“Good, because every time I drive my car I think about that night. Now you will know what it feels like.”

I kissed his nose. “We should probably head out. Mitch and Megan might come home for lunch.”

“They don’t need lunch and a show.”

I laughed and kissed his cheek before shifting off of his lap and back into my seat. I readjusted my bra and buttoned my shirt while he fix up his attire. I looked over just as he was finishing and smiled. “Ready?”

“We’re going to the hotel first?”

I nodded and we rode hand in hand to the hotel. I brought up the suitcase I was planning on taking the next day and began packing. The rest I left in the suitcase I brought with me originally. “So this is where you’ve been staying?”

I nodded my head. “I’m done. I’ll leave these here and come to your place in the morning with them.”

“You’re not staying with me tonight?”

I smiled at his woeful expression. “No, like I said, the car was just a teaser. You’ll have it all tomorrow. Now let’s go get something to eat and unpack what we can.”

We retrieved my things and went back to his place and hopped onto a plane headed for a quick stop in Vegas then out to Hawaii. It was only a day before I started getting the texts.



Where are you? Are you off with Devin?


Sent from the iPhone of Mitchell Walsh



I sent back a quick reply, telling him the happy news and asking him to tell Dr. Stone then promptly ignored the rest of his messages.

“Are you still writing in the ridiculous notebook?” Devin asked.

Crap. I didn’t think he would wake up yet.

“Maybe,” I told him.

“Well, Mrs. Malone, come back to bed. I can think of several things to do besides watch you write in your notebook. I didn’t even think you brought it with us.”

“Let me just send one quick text,” I told him.



Larissa, you won the bet. Devin and I are married.


Sent from my iPhone



My phone chirped almost immediately.



Great!!! So happy for you two! And congratulations

on your future son. I just made another bet about the

sex of your first child. And you know I never lose a bet.



I looked up at Devin’s smiling face. “Looks like our first child will be a son,” I told him. “Larissa just made a bet.”

Devin laughed. “Well, why don’t you come over here and we can start practicing.”





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