name."
I licked my cone, before sighing heavily. "It's to prove that he's any man. He could be anyone. Tyler Durden is just the same asshole hot shot who every man aspires to be. The real guy with the layers and the problems is so much more interesting."
Seth continued to shake his head as he finished his cone. "Yeah. Because if you had the choice to date Edward Norton's character or Tyler Durden, you'd really pick Norton."
"I would," I said honestly. "Durden scares me with all his radical beliefs."
"And Norton's schizoid behavior doesn't?"
By this point, I was so frustrated that he couldn't agree with me, that I just spit out the first thing that came to my mind. "Just because you have a man crush on Brad Pitt does not mean I'm going to cross over to the dark side and fall in love with Tyler Durden." Seth's mouth opened to protest, but I cut him off. "And you know what else?" I asked, but didn't wait for a response, before I took my vanilla ice cream cone and shoved it in his face, thus winning the argument in my opinion.
Seth's mouth opened in surprise and I just smiled at him.
"You're going to pay for that," he whispered, his eyes narrowing.
"I hope so," I whispered back. Then, to cut him off again, I leaned forward and licked the ice cream off the side of his face. As I began to pull away, he grabbed my face and kissed me right in the middle of broad daylight. Granted, we were in his car, but anyone could have seen us.
"I think we better go back to your apartment," I whispered.
Seth didn't even try to disagree.
The moment we stepped foot in his apartment, I was in Seth's arms. He kissed me deeply as we somehow managed to make it through the living room, down the hallway, and into his bedroom.
When I was safely on his bed with him hovering over me, he finally spoke. "I know we should take this slow," he said, "but whenever I'm with you, it's like that logic just flies out the window."
"I look at it this way," I said, taking his face in my hands. "We've been taking it slow for the last ten years. We're making up for lost time now."
Seth seemed satisfied with that answer because he kissed me again. When his tongue touched mine, I moaned loudly, thankful that my brother was at work. If anyone were to interrupt us at that moment, I probably would have killed them.
When Seth's lips traveled down my neck, I laced my fingers in his hair to bring him closer. "I've wanted you for years," I confessed, closing my eyes to enjoy his ministrations.
"I've wanted you twice as long," he whispered, lifting up my shirt to touch my stomach.
"So what do we do about that?" I asked.
Seth lifted his head and looked at me. "There's only one thing that I can think of," he said simply. "But if you aren't ready, I understand. Pushing you is the last thing that I want to do."
Tugging at the hem of his shirt, I pulled it over his head. "I'm ready," I said softly.
My response was met once again with his lips against mine. This kiss was softer, however, less demanding. It was a kiss that stated that we'd been tiptoeing around this long enough and it was time to do something about it.
And suddenly, I couldn't tell where he ended and I began. His lips were everywhere as my fingers trailed over his back. My shirt and bra quickly joined his on the floor and were replaced by his mouth and hands. My breathing hitched up a notch when he took off my shorts and hooked his fingers in my panties, pulling them down at the same time. As I lay fully bare in front of him, I felt myself try to cover up the best I could, but he took my hands and placed them over my head before he glanced over my body from head to toe.
"Perfect," he whispered, his lips landing on my neck.
And then I was unbuttoning his shorts and yanking them off with his boxers. I'd seen naked guys before. I did, after all, go to college. I lived in a dorm that had Porn Parties on a weekly