Novel & Cerita My Best Friend's Brother

Brittany “Ohh…yes, right there.” I moan, throwing my head back in ecstasy as I ground my pussy on Andre's face or should I say…Mr DeMarco. As in, my best friend's dad. But in that moment, it doesn't matter who he is…it's how he makes me feel, or so I tell myself. His large hands come up to cage my thighs so I don't move around so much but that only flames the desire burning through my veins.

He let out a slow, quiet breath before speaking. “My relationship with my brother hasn’t always been good.” A bitter smile crossed his face. “I know I’ve hurt him more than once.” His fingers tightened around the steering wheel. “We’ve settled our differences now, but…” His voice grew softer, almost vulnerable. “I really want to be his best man.” His words caught me completely off guard. I lowered my gaze, feeling torn inside. Joseph was my best friend—I’d stood beside him through the hardest years of his life.

"I think I saw you earlier, at the court, talking to my, uh, my Dean." "You mean your husband! Your mate! Where is he, anyway?" Caleb replied, glancing past me. "And yes, you most certainly saw me earlier. My brother was giving me my marching orders!" He laughed then, and I couldn't help but smile. "No, seriously, my brother is my best friend in the world. I would die for him, and he would do the same for me," he added more seriously. "Hey, where is he anyway? Don't tell me he stopped for flowers and a bottle of wine, is that it? Always the romantic, that's my brother..." He laughed again.

Personal space, dude! I huff in frustration. "Dude, what the hell! I'm not! He's bound to one of my best friends and he's the big brother of another! He's just a good guy. Like a good brother should be!" I snark, hoping he gets the point... Not that that was fair. Knox is a good brother... Most of the time.

The situation does not wait for your will! Tell me about it too, but time and situations separated us." "Who do you mean?" she said, surprised. “My friend, my brother.” He sighed a little, then added, “I had my best friend, that companion who is with you at your worst, who knows what’s wrong with you before you speak, who doesn’t care if you don’t hurt! We had a hard time together but.” He stopped talking and he felt a lump

I squeezed my eyes shut and rubbed my forehead and temples. “He was the best brother anyone could ask for. He was my rock, he was my world. While other girls would drive every possible topic to their boyfriends, I drove every potential topic to my brother,” I started as the tears prick the back of my eyes and my breathing started to get heavy. I gave out a weak laugh when flashes of annoyed faces my old friends would give me whenever I brought my brother up pop into my head. He was good looking and my friends often call him “drool- worthy” at times but when someone brings the dude up a million times, people were bound to get annoyed.

“That would be so weird. Like, I don’t even know the guy, which is a bit odd.” “Why would that be odd?” “Because you’re my best friend in the world, so obviously, you should introduce me to your brother and let me get to know him too. It’s what friends do.” “Is it?” I wouldn’t have a clue. I’ve never had a close female friend before. Frida nods and places a hand on my shoulder. “It is.” I glance up at her dazzling smile, still uncertain. Stanley has never been a topic I’ve ever discussed with anyone before. But I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to have my best friend and brother hang out with each other.

Arggh… and it just has been quite a really long time since it was just us two. My brother just innocently came and stole my best friend. Well, he should thank the heavens, that it is him and not someone else. …maybe if things had worked out with Helios or Eros, I just might not be feeling this way... "Giving up so soon?" Ezli mutters

Nicdao, my best friend is the only person whom I considered my brother, my family. When we both passed the bar exam and called attorney. Mr. Jones, the son of my dad's best friend, he is the son of my Godfather. He came into our lives and became our best friend too. Finally, I had second brother and treated him like my own brother, he said with joy.

"And you can't choose whom I choose to love just because you're my brother." Vincent sucked in a huge breath. "I've been betrayed before, Morty! Do you know how hard that broke me? And for what reason? Because I was too good! Too good, Morty! There's no such thing as love-especially not from a fûck-ass guy like Klaus!" If there had been a wall beside him, Vincent would have punched it. "He's your best friend!" Morticia shouted. "That's the point! He was my best friend. My fucking brother, the one I trusted. He crossed the line. You both did!"