Craving My Brother's Best Friend Novels & Stories

Just the mention of Thorne’s name makes my pulse spike and my heart skip. Fucking hell. I still hate him. Thorne Xandros was my brother’s best friend and the first man I ever have a crush on. But Alec always reminded me that Thorne is like our brother. He always smacked Thorne on the head if Thorne looked at me longer than he should. “She’s our sister, Thorne. Don’t forget that,” Alec always said to Thorne in situations like that. But I never wanted to be a sister to Thorne. I wanted something intimate.

he said softly. I froze, taken aback. Miles Thompson never apologized to anyone. Especially not to me. I narrowed my eyes, looking at him with deep suspicion. “What do you actually want, Miles?” I asked again, folding my arms tightly across my chest. “I don't want anything, dor—Ava,” he said, correcting himself. He stepped closer, and that familiar, playful mask slid right back over his face. He smirked down at me. “I’m just trying to make peace with my little sister's hot best friend.”

Helping plan my sister’s wedding had never felt so dangerous… or so addictive. And I was already craving the next “planning session” with my stepbrother.

He told Nathaniel he didn’t know how to tell her, not with college just around the corner. Nathaniel had listened, nodded, tried to give advice even though he himself didn’t know what love was supposed to feel like. They talked for a while, and then Ethan left. But Nathaniel wasn’t free yet. That same evening, he was supposed to meet Nigel—Ryan’s older brother—who worked at the Whitmore company. Nigel was a great friend, and had promised to show him a new game after work. Nathaniel had been late because of Ethan, but he still rushed over, hoping Nigel might still be around.

I murmured. She pulled away, glancing at the ring. "This is real diamond. You’re so lucky." I grinned. "By the way, why’d you say no first?" she asked. I groaned. Of course she’d heard that. "I always fantasized about it—just to see the panic in his eyes. And your brother had it," I admitted, feeling a little guilty. "You’re weird." Aaron reappeared, holding a glass of golden liquid. "Thought I’d get you a drink," he said, offering it to me.

This guy had been my one true brother all throughout school. “I've missed you.” I said. “Blech, you cheesy motherfucker,” he said and I punched him in the stomach and we both burst into laughter. “I've missed you too. I want you to know that I've decided to not come between you and Steph. And I want to stay in touch with you mate. So I truly hope, you won't break my little sister's heart because that would mean I'd have to kill you.” He said and I smirked.

SYDNEY I had a strange craving for ice cream. Not any ice cream. Mint with dark chocolate chips. It was my brother's favorite and I personally hated the taste. But now, I craved it as if my life depended on it. I thought I could hold in the craving. It was what I usually did when I craved things during that time of the month, but this was so much worse. This was persistent and so difficult to ignore. I sat back in my leather office chair, running a hand over my stomach, "I can already tell you're going to be demanding," I murmured, smiling down.

I have three step brothers and I want all of them to fuck me! It’s bad, I know. Dirty and shameful. But what can I say? My brothers could melt chocolate on their tightly muscled abs and I’d developed a raging sweet tooth. Older than me by a handful of years, they’d been playing center stage in my deepest, darkest fantasies since the moment I realized I could spark off something amazing by fingering myself beneath the covers at night.

Like I hadn't just been kissed breathlessly by the one man I knew I shouldn’t want. By the time we got home, I was a mess. My head was filled with thoughts I didn’t want, fantasies I couldn’t shake. And anger. Anger at him for starting something and walking away. But why am I hurting when he walked out on me? And why am I suddenly craving for my best friend's daddy this much?

I said to him proudly as he laughed loudly. “Wow, you are so fucking bored now. I can't imagine you talked to me that way after everything. I thought we were going to be together. I thought you would follow me. You don't know who you are picking over me. You actually think my brother Cyprus is going to treat you right? He wouldn't. He hasn't gotten what he wanted. Just like I had not gotten what I wanted that night. We are brothers. We have the same character. Come with me now, and let this all end,” he said so proudly.