Wetting The Bed Of My Best Friend's Brother

Emma’s POVI walked beside Zane toward his car, my nerves bouncing all over the place. I wished Maddie had just let me take a cab. Sitting alone with him in a car? Total torture.Then his hand landed on my lower back.My breath caught, and a chill ran straight down my spine.“You alright, Emma?” he asked, his voice low.I gave a quick nod without turning his way. My cheeks were burning, and I could feel the heat in my face. If he saw me now, he would know everything.Then came that low laugh of his.God, I needed this ride to be over.Luckily, my place was close. Just a few minutes and I would be out of the car and away from… whatever this was turning into.He walked me to the car and opened the door like a proper gentleman. I got in, slid across the seat, trying to stick close to the door like that would help. He joined me, started the engine, and the silence filled the space.“You still staying at the same place?” he asked as we got on the road.“Yeah,” I answered without looking at

Emma’s POVA soft moan slipped out as he kissed me, his rough hands moving under my shirt and sliding down my back. My whole body reacted; I had wanted this for so long. Maybe too long. But was this even right?His lips were fire. His hands moved lower, gripping my waist and pulling me against the hard bulge in his jeans. Then I pulled back, breathing fast.“This is wrong,” I said.“Is it? I’m giving you exactly what you want,” he said with a teasing smile.“I do not want to be just another one of your girls, Zane.”“Why not? We’d have fun. You want me, I can feel it,” he said, brushing his lips against my neck, making me lightheaded.“But what I feel… it is not the same for you, and we both know that.”“Wanting is wanting, Emma.”“No. I do not want to be used,” I said, stepping off his lap and putting space between us.I had imagined this moment too many times. But if I had him once, just once, it would wreck me. I could not wake up tomorrow and pretend nothing happened.I ran a hand

Emma’s POVThe sharp buzz of my phone dragged me out of sleep. I groaned, pulling the blanket over my head. Who in the world thought it was a good idea to ruin such a perfect morning? Without even checking the screen, I grabbed it and pressed it to my ear.“Hello?” My voice was still thick with sleep.“Since when do you sleep past nine?” Maddie’s laugh carried through the line.I blinked. “What time is it?”“Almost ten. Did some hot guy keep you up all night?” she teased, clearly enjoying herself.Her words hit me like ice water, and I shot upright in bed. My heart skipped. Maddie… if only you knew. A hot guy did keep me up all night, your brother. Unless… God, what if that had only been another one of my dirty fantasies about him?But I did not have to question it for long. A solid, warm arm, tattoo and all, was resting heavy across my waist. My stomach twisted into knots. Oh no. This was not a dream. It was real. I had actually slept with my best friend’s brother. That officially ma

Zane’s POVI was already on my way to Emma’s place, knowing exactly why she wanted me there. Part of it was because she needed me, and the other part was to keep me out of Maddie’s way while she was out with her date. Not that I cared, I had planned to see Emma tonight anyway. On the way, I picked up a bottle of wine, figuring she might want it.When I knocked, she opened the door almost instantly. “Did you miss me, beautiful?” I asked with a grin. “Not really,” she said, laughing. “Liar,” I teased, shaking my head.She stepped aside, letting me in. I shut the door, turned, and drew her against me. Her breath caught the same way it had last night when our bodies touched.“Why are you wearing so many layers?” I asked, tugging at the tie of her robe. “I was cold,” she said with a little shrug. “I can take care of that,” I murmured, reaching for it again.She swatted my hand away and shook her head. Seriously? She was the one who had called me here. I raised an eyebrow, waiting. “

Zane’s POVWe were heading out for Maddie’s birthday, a small gathering of close friends. Maddie, her new boyfriend Jackson, Emma, me, and a couple of others. Ever since Emma and I crossed that line a few weeks ago, I had not been able to stay away from her. A day without touching her felt like torture, and I knew she was just as hooked. We found stolen minutes whenever we could, sometimes even during the middle of the day, and from the moment it began, I had not looked at another woman. Around Maddie, though, nothing had changed. We acted like the same old friends, no reason for anyone to suspect a thing.Still, tonight made me restless. Emma never went out without looking incredible, and I was already imagining how she would walk out dressed, knowing it would test every ounce of my restraint.On the way to Maddie’s, I stopped for a few drinks, beer for the guys, wine for the girls. Her actual birthday was on Monday, but celebrating early felt right.When I reached the apartment, I le