Chapter 3 - WET FOR MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND 3

The office had been torture all day.

Elena had barely been able to focus on her work. Every time she crossed her legs, she felt the lingering ache from Damien’s fingers the night before. Every time she looked up, she remembered being bent over his desk, his deep voice in her ear calling her his good little whore.

She was soaked again.

Damien hasn't been out of his office since after lunch either, he tried to bury himself with work but his mind kept tracing back to last night.

This wasn't the first time he has been intimate with a lady, it was his daily routine. Hiring women to please him wasn't something special, he didn't think about it much either. But his best friend's sister from last night kept lingering in his head. He couldn't just stop thinking about how much he needed her again.

But he work hasn't started officially yet, she starts work on Monday and it was just Friday. Though Elena came around today to learn a few things about Damien's routine from his previous secretary Gayle. He wanted to call her back into his office, he wanted to complete what they started yesterday even before Monday.

By the time the clock hit 7 PM, most employees had left. Damien appeared at her desk, his expression unreadable but his eyes dark.

"Are you done?" he asked in a low tone.

Elena looked up and her breath hitched. "Ah...yes, Gayle left early. I was just working on a few things before I go home."

“I’ll drive you home,” he said. It wasn’t a question.

Elena’s heart skipped. “Uh...you don’t have to...”

“I said I’ll drive you.” His tone left no room for argument.

The ride down in the private elevator was silent. The tension was so thick it felt suffocating. When they reached his sleek black Maybach in the underground parking, Elena’s thighs were already pressed tightly together.

Damien opened the passenger door for her like a gentleman, but the way his eyes lingered on her body was anything but.

The moment they were on the road, silence filled the car again. Elena stared out the window, trying to ignore the heat between her legs. Damien’s hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his jaw clenched.

After ten minutes, Elena couldn’t take it anymore.

“I can’t stop thinking about last night,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the low hum of the engine.

Damien’s grip tightened on the wheel. He didn’t look at her.

“Elena…”

“I’ve been wet all day,” she continued, her cheeks burning but her words spilling out anyway. “Every time I moved, I remembered your fingers inside me. I kept imagining what it would feel like if you fucked me properly.”

Damien’s jaw flexed. “We shouldn’t be talking about this yet. You know that.”

“But you want it too, don’t you?” she said, turning to face him. Her hand moved slowly, resting on his thigh. “I saw how hard you were when I was on my knees. You want me just as badly as I want you.”

His breath hitched. “Your brother is my best friend. What we agreed on was for the contract, and your session hasn't officially started yet. If Ryan ever finds out I touched you...”

“He won’t,” she whispered, her hand sliding higher up his thigh. “Not unless you tell him that you’re fucking his little sister.”

Damien’s hand shot out and caught her wrist before she could reach his cock.

“Stop,” he growled, but his voice was rough with lust. “We’re in the middle of the fucking road, Elena.”

Elena didn’t stop. She leaned closer, her breasts brushing against his arm. “Then pull over. Because I’ve been aching for you since last night. My pussy is so wet right now, Damien. I want you inside me. I don’t care where we are.”

The car swerved slightly as Damien’s control slipped. He cursed under his breath, then suddenly turned the wheel, pulling off the main road into a dark, quiet side street lined with trees. The area was dimly lit, not completely deserted — cars occasionally passed by in the distance.

He parked the car, killed the engine, and turned to her with burning eyes.

“You’re going to get us both in trouble,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “If anyone sees us…”

“I don’t care,” Elena breathed, already unbuckling her seatbelt. “I need you.”

Damien grabbed her face and kissed her hard, devouring her mouth with weeks of pent-up hunger. Elena moaned into the kiss, her hands frantically working on his belt. He pushed his seat back, and she climbed over the console into his lap, straddling him in the driver’s seat.

“Fuck, Elena,” he groaned as she ground against his hard cock through his pants. “You’re playing with fire.”

“Then burn me,” she whispered, kissing his neck while her hand finally freed his thick cock. She stroked him slowly, feeling him throb in her palm. “I want you so badly it hurts.”

Damien yanked her blouse open, buttons flying, and pulled her bra down. He sucked hard on her nipple, making her cry out. His other hand slid under her skirt, finding her soaked panties.

“So fucking wet,” he growled against her breast. “You really have been dripping for me all day, haven’t you?”

“Yes,” she moaned, grinding against his fingers. “Please, Damien… fuck me. I need you inside me right now.”

He didn’t make her wait any longer.

He pushed her panties aside, positioned his cock at her entrance, and pulled her down onto him in one hard thrust.

Elena cried out, burying her face in his neck as he stretched her completely. He was so thick, so deep. He gripped her hips and started fucking her hard, the car rocking with every powerful thrust.

“Ride me,” he growled in her ear. “Ride your brother’s best friend’s cock like the naughty little slut you are.”

The car was filled with the sound of skin slapping, wet moans, and filthy words. Both of them were losing control, the danger only making them more desperate.

Elena moaned loudly, moving her hips desperately, taking him deeper with every bounce. The risk of someone driving by and seeing them made everything more intense.

“Harder,” she begged. “Please… I want to feel you for days.”

Damien’s hand came down hard on her ass as he thrust up into her. “You’re going to feel me for the rest of your life.”