How To Fall Out Of Love With Your Brother’s Lover

That Night Recap

Raf never saw me the way I saw him. Before I knew who he was to Lucas, I had always admired him. The way he commanded respect by just his aura, how heads turn when he walks into rooms.

But after finding out his affiliation with my brother that feeling and attraction completely disappeared. Or so I thought .

But here I was standing in front of the one thing I know I shouldn’t want, about to do the one thing I shouldn’t do.

“Help me, Mia.” Just his voice, and that was all it took for everything in me to go quiet.

What I was seeing hands down beats going out for drinks with my colleagues.

His shirt was unbuttoned and my gaze lingered to the sharp lines of his shoulders.

The slow rise of his firm chest, sculpted in a way that spoke of discipline. A defined line of muscle ran across his torso. His abdomen was tight.

The quiet strength in the way he stroked himself. The way his d**k got harder with each hand movement. The up and down motion that he kept at, while his legs were spread, as he sat in an upright position. He didn’t even realize the effect all this had over me.

I swallowed… this wasn’t the version of him I was used to.

His Eyes—gazing at me with so much intensity that It sent chills down my spine. But at the same time there was this calm troubled aura I could perceive,

On the sleeve of his shirt, which he folded but was getting loose now, I could see blood stains. Did he get into a fight? I thought.

“Help me Mia— I need this out of my system.”

“Sorry… What did you say?”

I walked towards him, standing close to the desk.

“Help me,” he said again. Still going at his d**k and staring at me.

His entire d**k in my field of vision wasn't really part of the things i expected to see today.

“Okay I dont know whats going on but you're scaring me. Could you at least stop— please stop doing what you're doing, it's improper letting me stand here and watch you.”

“Whatever's going on we can talk about it and I promise what i saw tonight is never leaving this room, you don’t look okay,” I said, softer now, “we can talk—“

“No.” The word was firm. He removed his hand from his d**k and tried to adjust and zip his trousers, he stood up and immediately staggered.

I rushed over to hold him up, holding his arms, “Rafiah what's wrong? Are you drunk, did you take anything, do you wanna go to the hospital?”

“No no Mia.” And then there was this push and pull force i felt.

He grabbed my arms and pulled me close, like he wanted to do something but was holding back, my back brushed against the desk.

Like he was under some form of control. At this point our faces were inches apart.

I pushed back and he pulled me even closer

“Rafiah we shouldn't— we shouldn't.”

Staring deep at my eyes like he was searching for my soul, his face looked intense he pulled his face closer to mine. Close enough that I felt his breath, close enough that my thoughts stayed slipping.

A soft peck on my cheeks, and then my lips.

“St— stop, wait.”

He didn't hear me, or maybe he didn't want. Feeling his tongue against mine felt really good. It felt deep, intentional, raw. Like he wanted to eat my lips and face, it started going fast, he was kissing my lips, my face, completely ravaging my mouth.

He lost total control of himself and I let him have his way…why?…I have no idea.

It felt wrong but it felt good. Was this what he meant by me helping him? Is he drunk and needed to use me to c*m or something.

He turned my back towards him and continued caressing my body. Kissing my neck, grabbing my ass and titties from the back, grabbing my hair, I let out a light moan.

The warmth of his breath touching the nape of my neck felt so good. He turned me back around and looked at me. That stare that completely breaks all my will power.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked softly.

That was the moment I should’ve walked away. I didn’t. I suddenly couldn’t talk.

“I want to help you.” I finally said. “I don’t know what's wrong with you but i wanna help.”

That was all the permission he needed. Something shifted, his eyes darkened.

He grabbed my lips with his, rummaging, biting, and kissing me so hard I was losing my senses but I didn't want him to stop. He unzipped my dress with one hand while his lips were still on mine.

Pulling away, he stared at my now semi naked body. I was wearing a black bra and a nude and black colored thong. It wasn't a set lingerie, but they paired well together. And honestly I couldn’t be happier about the choice of undies I picked today.

“Arghh i want you so bad Mia!”

Putting me down on his chair he kissed my neck, my breast, alternating his hands and lips on my left and right breast. “I moaned,” slowly.

“Look at me.” He said.

I obeyed.

He kept sucking my boobs and making eye contact.

My thighs were dripping at this point. Everything about his touch felt so good, I hadn't felt like this in a long time.

No! Dave never made me feel like this.

He kissed my tummy and placed his hands on my thighs spreading them open, I moaned even louder.

He kissed my thighs and placed his hands in between them touching my panties

“f**k Mia— you’re dripping.”

He shifted my pants now exposing my p***y. He gently touched me, fondling with my clitoris

I grabbed his hair.

“Raf , don’t stop…”

He pulled back, and stared at my hungry eyes, I was hungry for his touch. “I need you now Mia.”

He pulled me up, standing while he sat on the grey couch that was placed at the east end of his office.

“Take it off,” he said.

I didn’t ask what, I knew what he wanted me to take off.

I pulled down my panties and left my bra on.

He pulled me onto his body, unhooking my bra with one hand and unzipping his trouser with the other freeing his huge throbbing d**k. I gulped.

He placed me onto his d**k and i let out a little cry

“f**k, Mia, you’re so wet, so sweet,” as he thrust into me. He thrust deeper the second time but slowly like he was trying to hold back and not hurt me.

He felt like he wanted me badly but was holding back.

“Raf I want to help you.” I said again, holding him tight this time. And that broke the ice. He took me, not carelessly but like I was his survival.

He raised me up slamming me hard against his d**k. With every thrust I could feel myself slipping. It was painful, but I enjoyed the pain.

I was so wet and my c**t kept gliding across his d**k. Instinctively I took over. Grinding and pushing myself back and forth, I felt myself losing every sense i had, the pleasure was intense, I liked it.

I didn't know what had taken over me but Raf had broken a certain type of wildness that I never knew I possessed. This wildness and the need and moans of Raf completely filled the room.

I started feeling liquid forming inside me, like I needed to pee. “Raf,” I said, almost out breath, “I want to pee, we need to stop.”

He didn't stop, instead he quickened the motion and his need grew even stronger

“Mia you’re gonna make me c*m—f**k you're so sweet.” He said holding onto my hips and thrusting into me with so much hunger.

I felt like an electric surge went through my body, and a wave of shock swept through me, this sensation was something I had never experienced. I felt water rush out of my p***y and my entire body went numb, my entire body was shaking. I had never experienced anything like that.

Did I just have the big O?

Raf’s eyes went wild. With each thrust his d**k grew bigger and soon he collapsed on my neck holding me tight as he let out a loud moan.

I could've sworn he held on to me for 10 more seconds after that. The room went quiet. I was sitting on my brother's lover, and he was getting soft inside me.

Damn..Who would’ve thought.

My brain started functioning properly again and I knew I needed to get out of there. But Raf suddenly pulled away first.

I stood up from his body and started rummaging for my panties and clothes.

“So you're a squirter?” He finally said.

“A what?… I’ve never experienced anything like that before, i wouldn't know.” I said shyly.

He stood up and staggered again like he was not in full control of his body still.

“Raf are you okay?” I said rushing over to help him gain balance.

More Clarity also came to him at this point, and his expression shifted. He went back to being the distant controlling boss.

“You shouldn’t have been here Mia.” His once vulnerable face had turned stern. He let go of my grip, standing, he straightened his clothes.

“Don’t stay out too late. The company’s not safe at night.”

Before I could respond he walked out of his office.

I stood there puzzled, hurt. What the f**k just happened?

***

“Mia, Mia,” Onika yelled out. I was suddenly snapped back into reality. The room blurred for a second before it became clear. Flashes of cameras and light filled the entire room. Looking down, I saw him, Dave, smiling on one knee, a ring in his right hand that had a shiny diamond on it, for what felt like 10minutes now, with a big bright neon sign on the wall that wrote the words,

Will you marry me?

Everyone was watching, cheering, but all I could think about and see was him, not Dave, Raf.