In Love With My Boyfriend’s Brother

“Sky.”

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“I don’t know what to say. Well, I wanted to talk to you. I went to your apartment, but I couldn’t find you there.”

“What? Is he in New York? What do you mean?”

Katie interrupts me:

“Shhhh… Listen.”

“I can’t do this. I can’t live without you. I think Sarah realized that too. She told me that the way I look at you already gives everything away.”

He smiles witlessly. So do I.

“She said you’ll be fine, that I should be fine, and I can’t be fine without you.”

“I was such an idiot. I should have said I loved you too, or before you even said that to me. So I say it now, I love you Sky. Just… I’m sorry and come back to me?”

I don’t know if I can find a way to breathe normally again. I’m so happy it hurts inside.

Katie is vibrating as much as I am, she hugs me and we stay like this for a while.

I can no longer stay here away from him. But I have no way to answer because there is no phone signal here. I decide to spend the day here and leave early tomorrow so that I can pack my things and go straight to New York.

I haven’t called Yan, because I want to surprise him and hope that this time everything works out. I talked to Max and told him not to let Yan out of his sight. I know he is at the skate park and I will go there when I get there.

In the afternoon we head for the airport. The flight is delayed for three hours and when I finally get on the plane, it is already six in the afternoon.

After another three hours of flying, I arrive at my apartment around half-past nine. I leave my bags in a corner and go to take a shower.

By the time I get to the skate park, it’s almost 11:30. Only a few skaters are maneuvering on the track. Max tells me that he is inside, in the pool.

I walk down the hallway and see a door that says swimming. I open it slowly and just ahead, at the end of the pool, I see him. My heart speeds up even more.

He is in the pool, on his back with his arms supported, he didn’t see me coming and I realize it’s because he has headphones on.

He doesn’t even know I heard his voice mail, so he doesn’t wait here for me. I like this.

It’s amazing how fascinated I still am by his tattoos. I bite my lips.

I lift my T-shirt, pull it off my body, and get rid of my jeans.

I’m wearing the same lingerie as when I got under the covers with him that morning.

I walk over to the other part of the pool and he has his eyes closed and his head resting there. I stand in front of him. He opens his eyes kind of on impulse, looks at me, takes off his headphones, and says smiling:

“Sky?”

I smile back. I take a few steps forward and sit down next to him, who comes closer, faces me, and pulls me into the pool. We are laughing and he kisses me.

A slow kiss, where his tongue wanders across my mouth, making me realize how much I missed his mouth.

And his body.

And his hair.

And his touch.

He says between kisses:

“I can’t believe you are wearing this.”

I end up laughing because I know he knows it’s the “clothes” I met him in.

“You must be trying to kill me.”

He laughs my favorite smile and continues:

“I don’t have the strength to let go of you and grab a condom in the bedroom right now.”

I end up laughing and say:

“No need. I’m on the pill.”

He doesn’t say anything, just sticks his mouth on mine and kisses me with even more desire now.

I get rid of my bra because I want to feel his skin against mine. He enjoys me for a while as soon as I do that, and his mouth has a new destination now. And I love the way he moves his lips and tongue across my breasts.

My panties he finds a way to get rid of himself.

I want him so bad that every second hurts a little more, and I get rid of his shorts as well.

He holds my ass firmly, without taking me away from his mouth, lifts me on his lap makes my legs go around his waist, and penetrates me slowly. Reminding me how much I missed this too.

He pushes me further against the wall of the pool as he thrusts slowly, making me moan against his mouth.

He smiles at my lips and I want to bite them now, so I do.

I know I can’t scream out loud here, we’re not even in a room and someone could come in at any moment and that makes it even more exciting.

Having sex in the water is good.

Having sex in the water is wonderful.

Having sex with Yan… There is no way to explain it in words.

He is penetrating me slowly and deeply while saying:

“I can’t believe it… You’re mine.”

I smile and say after letting out a moan:

“Yes, I am.”

Then he changes his movements, going faster and deeper, and I don’t know how much longer I can take it.

He stays like this for a few minutes, until we orgasm almost at the same time.

My body is made for him.

He releases my legs that are trembling and we are laughing, but we go back to kissing for a while longer.

I say after a while:

“I’m cold.”

He laughs, pulls away, and says:

“I’ll get some towels and let’s go to my room.”

I don’t think it will end here.

And I love that idea.

We are in Yan’s makeshift room. The same one he stayed in after he left Matt’s apartment.

He is putting our clothes on the bed. I’m looking at him.

He stops for a moment, bites back a smile, and says:

“I love it.”

I question:

“What?”

“That you still blush when you see me with my shirt off.”

I pout and say:

“Silly”

He comes to me, hugs me, and says:

“And you love me.”

I look into his eyes and say seriously now:

“I do.”

And I kiss his cheek and say:

“I love here…”

Your neck

“I love here…”

Your abdomen.

“Here too…”

He holds my shoulders, makes me look at him. I’m smiling, he’s not.

He just says:

“Have you ever had sex under the shower?”

He is showing me the way to the bathroom in the bedroom. I just smile and say:

“Not with you.”

He smiles and says, taking me in his arms:

“You’re getting sarcastic.”

I hold my hands tightly around his neck and say:

“I learned from the best.”

He looks at me laughing even harder and I say:

“Let’s get in the shower soon.”

…

I am sitting on bleachers, while Yan is doing tricks on his skateboard. It’s late and the other skaters have already left.

I just sit there and enjoy him. He looks happy, I am happy, I have never felt this good before. It’s as if I always needed something and didn’t know what it was.

Well, it was Yan, now I know that.

He approaches me and stands in front of me for a while. He holds his skateboard sits down next to me and says:

“I think I’ll stay in New York.”

I say jokingly:

“Really?”

He smiles and says:

“Yep. Now I have the best reason in the world to stay here.”

I smile.

After a few minutes while Yan has his arms around me I say:

“What about Matt? What are we going to do?”

Yan looks at me seriously like I’ve never seen him do before and says:

“Let’s give him some time first. Then we’ll talk.”

“Okay.”

He kisses my hair.

“Now let’s go to sleep, at least for the rest of the night.”

I end up smiling.

He looks at me, biting back my favorite smile, and kisses me.

I don’t think we’re going to sleep, but I’m dying to find out.

The end.