My Bestfriend's Brother

Chapter 4

Justin’s POV

I sat on the couch; I had been ready for at least half an hour. I surprised myself at how nervous I was, I had gone on a lot of dates, but

they all were just to the purpose of getting laid, I never really cared if the girl still liked me the next day, I could throw a few lines that

seemed to work on them all and coast thru the rest of the date. Tonight was different, I wouldn’t use meaningless lines on Emily and I knew there was

no sex at the end of this date; I had to take it slow. I needed to make a good impression on her as a date tonight so that she would want to do it

again. I sighed at myself as I realized how little actual relationship experience I had.

I heard Sarah’s door open and jumped to my feet to face them. Emily walked out first and my breath caught in my throat. She looked amazing;

she always did when she went out on a date, but this time she dressed up for me. Sarah followed her out and she looked good too.

“You both look great,” I said to them but unable to take my eyes off of Emily.

They both replied their ‘thank yous’ and both told me I looked nice and I went and opened the front door for them. They walked outside and to

the car and I couldn’t stop myself from watching the way Emily’s body moved as she walked from behind. I unlocked the car and Emily sat in the front

with me and Sarah sat in the back so Paul could join her after we picked him up.


Emily’s POV

I had to keep reminding myself to breath for the entire ride to get Paul, Justin looked so sexy in his black pants and white shirt that was

open slightly at the top. Once we had picked up Paul conversation flowed easily, we offered our congratulations and talk of weddings filled the car,

it was a lot easier to focus on the conversation instead of how nervous I felt then.

We arrived at the restaurant and everyone was surprised it was one of the best restaurants in town; Justin had made reservations and said

this night was on him. When we told him he didn’t need to do that, he said he wouldn’t take no for an answer, and he didn’t want anyone to worry

about how much things cost because this was his sister’s night and he didn’t care. I was glad he was trying to make tonight about them as much as I

was.

Justin came around and opened the door for me as Paul opened Sarah’s. He took my hand to help me out but did not let go of it after I had

gotten out. He moved his hand a bit to intertwine his fingers with mine and my stomach did a summersault and the little gesture. Sarah and Paul both

gave us a smile like you would give to a kid on their first date. I rolled my eyes at them and we headed into the restaurant.

Justin gave his name at the maitre d’s podium and they led us to a booth tucked away in the back. He held my hand all the way to the table

and then used it to help me slide in to our side of the booth and then sat down himself still without letting go of my hand. I hoped my hand wouldn’t

get sweaty, and felt like I was in 6th grade again at the thought. Only a few moments later the waiter brought our menus to us and he let go so we

could look at them.

Justin ordered an appetizer for everyone and a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon. It was my favorite wine, I couldn’t believe he remembered, and I

doubt anyone but me noticed. We all ordered and then went back to talking about weddings. Justin noticed when I had absentmindedly set my hand on the

seat between us and put his hand over mine. We intertwined our fingers again and he rubbed small circles on the back of my hand with his thumb. It

was a strange sensation it caused because it caused butterflies in my stomach and relaxed me a bit at the same time. We continued to talk while we

ate, and I enjoyed my wine, it helped calm my nerves.


Justin’s POV

I felt stupid for wanting to hold her hand the whole night but I enjoyed it more than I ever would have thought I could enjoy something so

simple. I hated having to let go of it for her to eat but as soon as she was done she put her hand back down next to me, and I was glad she enjoyed

holding my hand as well.

I could tell she was as nervous as I was, she drank a lot of wine, I was glad I remembered what she liked. I ended up buying 2 bottle of wine

because we went through the first quickly. I was hoping everyone was enjoying their meals, we had never eaten here because of how expensive it was

but tonight was a special night for a couple reason so I decided I didn’t care how much it was.

Weddings were almost all we talked about all night, but every once in a while Sarah or Paul would make a comment on how cute we were or

something like that on our first date, I could feel Emily’s embarrassment when they said something so I would steer the conversation back to

weddings. She was very cute when they were talking about wedding colors or where they could have it, I would just lean back against the booth and

watch her as she would lean forward toward Sarah and talk excitedly about it. I enjoyed simply watching her smile while talking to Sarah but I

enjoyed it more when I said something that made her turn her smile towards me.

We sat and talked for nearly an hour after we finished eating and I had paid the bill, until I asked if they would like to go dancing.

Everyone thought that sounded like a great idea, but I could see the nervousness intensify in Emily’s eyes. I hated that she was nervous but there

was nothing I could do about it, especially since I was nearly just as nervous.

I took her hand and helped her out of our booth but instead of taking her hand again I put my arm around her waist. I heard her breath hitch

just slightly but she leaned against me gently as we walked, however that could have been because she had a lot of wine.


Emily’s POV

When we stood up at the restaurant the sudden movement had made it suddenly clear how much wine I had had. And when he put his arm around me

it helped me walk but made my mind a bit cloudier. Luckily the cool night air helped clear my mind a bit, I needed to be careful not to have much, if

any alcohol at the club, what kind of impression would getting drunk make.

We got to the club, it was one we came to every once in a while, so I was not too uncomfortable here. We decided to get a table but Sarah and

Paul immediately wanted to go dance so Justin and I were alone for the first time tonight and I got nervous all over again. He leaned over and put

his arm around my shoulder.

“Have you been having a good evening?”

“Oh yeah, it’s been great, and I’m so excited for Sarah and Paul. Dinner was wonderful too, thank you.” I turned and smiled at him.

He smiled back at me, “Good I’m glad you liked it, I hadn’t ever been there before but heard good things about it.” His smile melted me and I

leaned back against his arm. “Would you like a drink or anything?” He asked.

“Oh, no not yet, I think I had plenty of wine, thank you though.” He laughed softly, but not in a mocking way. I had the feeling that he was

going to kiss me, but he didn’t.

“Would you like to dance?” He asked after a moment.

“Sure.” He took my hand and led me to the dance floor, I could see Sarah and Paul dancing and grinding together. I knew from past experience

that they would want to go home after not too long of that. Justin and I started dancing together at a short distance; I had danced with him like

this in the past when we just went out for fun before so I wasn’t uncomfortable. But then the music slowed down, and usually we would have stopped

dancing at that point, but instead he put his arms around my lower back and I slid my arms around his neck. There was still some space between us but

after a minute of dancing I moved against him. He tightened his hold around me and I laid my head against his chest. He started moving one of his

hands up and down my back slowly. I was attempting to gather the courage to lift my head and kiss him when the music changed to fast again. I could

feel his hesitation in loosening his grip on me but we separated some, and started dancing again, but not nearly as far apart as before. I was trying

to convince myself to kiss him during the next slow dance when Sarah ran over to us.

“Hey guys, I’m so sorry but do you think you could drop me and Paul off at his place?” She said looking sorry for interrupting us but I could

tell her and Paul were ready to go off and celebrate alone.

“Sure,” Justin started to answer, and then looked to me too make sure I was ok with it, I nodded slightly at him and we all headed to the

door.


Justin’s POV

We drove Sarah and Paul back to his place and dropped them off, I was a little sad not to be dancing with Emily anymore but oh well. After

they got out of the car I turned toward Emily. “Do you want to go back to the club, or go home?”

“Umm, I don’t care I guess, what do you want to do?” She answered, I could see she was getting a little tired, and since I was trying to take

things slow I wasn’t sure how good dancing was for that, I could still feel the way her body felt against me. It took all my strength to stay flaccid

while we danced.

“Well, it is getting a little late and it will take at least 15 minutes to get back to the club, should we just go home?”

“Sure, I am getting a bit tired.”

It took only 5 minutes to get back to the apartment and we were pretty quiet on the ride. She had started yawning a bit on the ride, I knew

that wine usually made her pretty sleepy and wasn’t thinking about that when I ordered it. As we pulled up to the apartment I looked over and her

eyes were closed, I decided it was a good idea we came home instead at that point. I parked and then went around to help her out of the car.

When we got upstairs she was yawning quite a bit but she didn’t let go of my hand to go to bed, she started to walk toward her room but took

me with her. She smiled up and me and said, “There, you walked me to my door.” She giggled at herself a bit and I could tell she was still buzzed off

the wine.

I smiled back and she looked up at me, and her face changed a bit, she looked like she was debating something in her head. She started to

move closer to me and I realized she was going to try to kiss me, I had been trying to keep myself from kissing her all night, to keep things slow,

and it had been so hard not to kiss her while we were slow dancing. But now with her there, giving me the green light I couldn’t stop myself if I had

wanted to, I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers.


Emily’s POV

I was trying to make myself finally kiss him, but I couldn’t do it, I was so embarrassed, until he leaned in and kissed me. When our lips met

the embarrassment and nervousness disappeared. The kiss was as wonderful if not better than I remembered. Without the shock and fear from the

previous kiss, I leaned into him wrapped my arms around his neck and parted my lips slightly. One of his hands went to my hip and the other around my

back. He slid his tongue into my mouth and I moaned ever so slightly and my tongue sought his. I could feel him beginning to get hard against me and

I pressed myself against him firmly and I felt his hand on my back press me into him as well. One of my hands slid up into his hair and pressed his

mouth against mine gently.

After a few moments I felt him stop pressing on my back and he started to move his mouth from mine, I sighed slightly at the loss and he

pressed his mouth to mine again and I moaned into his mouth. His hand pressed against my back again and he deepened the kiss once again.

We kissed again for a few minutes until I felt him trying to pull away slowly again. I concentrated on not sighing and back away as well. He

did not remove his hands from my body just stepped back slightly and my arms were still loosely draped around his neck.

“I had a good time tonight,” he started and looked down at me and I smiled brightly at him, he smiled back, and added, “I’d like to do again,

would you?”

“Yes, I would love to do it again.” I watched his mouth as he smiled even bigger and wished I were still kissing him. Before I realized I had

done it I had closed to space between us again and had my mouth on his. I felt his surprise but he tightened his hold on my back again and I felt him

grow even harder. I pressed myself against his erection automatically and this time it was him who moaned softly. After doing it I felt guilty, doing

that was like teasing him when I had no intentions of sleeping with him tonight, I moved back from him a bit and we slowly separated.

This time he pulled his arms away, “We should probably get to bed its getting pretty late and we both have classes and work tomorrow.”

I made a face at the thought of classes and work, but I agreed with him. I went to my room to get my towel and nightgown so I could go shower.

After my shower I crawled into bed and heard the shower go back on, I knew he was getting in and couldn’t help but think of him naked, and

then wondered if he had been thinking of me naked while I was in the shower. Thoughts of Justin naked and how good he felt against me wouldn’t leave

me so I had to satisfy the pent up energies and then finally fell asleep.


A/N:
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