Halley watched Evan’s eyes go wide with shock and desire. A little laugh bubbled up and out of her. It felt so good to see that look on his face, to know that he wanted her just the way she wanted him.

Finally, after all these months she was going to have him.

Only he wasn’t doing anything, he was just standing there, eyes rolling up and down over her as he looked his fill.

What the hell was he waiting for, an embossed invitation?

“Do something,” she said, feeling a tinge self-conscious standing there like a topless waitress.

Evan gave her a lusty smile. “You’re always so damn impatient.”

There was no point in arguing. He knew her well. Halley put her hands on her hips and frowned at him, wondering if she were going to be forced to grab his crotch to goad him into action.

It felt suspiciously like he was teasing her, which he should know she wouldn’t like.

“I’ve been waiting a long time to see you. I want to look awhile first.”

She applauded the sentiment, but couldn’t he touch her first, then look later? She had actually asked him out loud to fuck her, envisioning he would throw her up against the wall and do just that. Now she felt like she didn’t know what to do with her hands.

He pulled his phone out of his pocket. She narrowed her eyes at him, not the least amused. “Evan, put that down. You said you were going to touch me.”

He pressed the button, taking another picture. Halley felt her face burn, part annoyance, part mortification that she liked what he was doing. He looked so pleased, so eager, that she changed her mind about rushing. They hadn’t talked about tomorrow, and he had basically said today was it. One day to be with Evan, to let him explore her and to feel this fevered arousal.

It emboldened her. With a little smile, she ran her fingers through her hair and wet her lips.

Evan’s breath caught. “Very sultry, sweet stuff. I like it. Now let’s take your pants off.”

“Why?” If he could tease, she could return the favor. She tossed him a faux innocent smile, arching her shoulders back and resting her hands on the back of her waist.

A little rough laugh ripped from him. “Why? Because I want to see your beautiful body, that’s why.”

He took a step towards her. “I want pictures of you naked, wanting me. Then I need your pants off so I can drive into you so long and hard and deep you can’t see straight.”

Oh. That about summed it up then. Halley closed her eyes, need crashing over her, fiery desire making her body ache. Her breasts were heavy and tender, her nipples painful under his steady gaze.

How intriguing and bizarre that she didn’t know this side of him. This bossy sexiness.

She wanted to feel nothing but this passion for Evan, to sink into the past and the future blended together in this perfect moment of right now. No worries, no reality, nothing but the way Evan could strum and pluck her body until she was singing with satisfaction.

Eyes still screwed shut, she licked her already moist lips again. Hot breath spilled across her belly and his hands fell on her waist, brushing her hands aside. Startled, her eyes flew open and she watched Evan go down on his knees in front of her, setting his phone on the floor.

“Let me take them off for you,” he said, before his tongue slid across her skin above her waistband. She shivered at the warm wet tickling sensation and reached for his shoulders.

His breath came faster. So did hers. When his tongue dipped into her belly button, hot desire shot through her, yanking a groan from her lips. His fingers fumbled at the clasp of her pants while he nipped at her skin, tasting around the edges of her navel, sliding up to nibble her side.

The top of his head brushed her breast, teasing her with light feathery strokes of his hair, first on the underside, then across her nipple. He continued to fumble with her jeans, his jerky movements tugging her a little left and right.

“Damn it,” he said, his teeth clenched.

Halley tried to pull back away so she could hear him better, but he held her by the bunched front fabric of her pants. “What’s the matter?”

“I can’t get these freaking pants undone.”

“There’s a little hook and eye clasp, a metal thingie. See it?” Leave it to her to wear pants that were the modern-day version of the chastity belt.

A lesser man would have given up. Evan brushed away her fingers when she tried to help.

“No, I’ll get it.” The metal gave way with a pull that pretty much assured her he had torn the thread and the eye was now dangling from the hook, useless.

“Oops, sorry.”

The jeans didn’t matter. What mattered was that she was burning with need and he wasn’t doing anything about it.

He pressed a kiss onto her hipbone, his finger playing with the zipper of her pants, drawing it down then back up again. “Stupid thing was too small for a man’s fingers. Not very user friendly.”

It made her laugh, soft and low, as she ran her fingers across the top of his head, smoothing his unruly hair back into place. “They’re women’s, so men’s fingers don’t factor in.”

The zipper went all the way down, and stayed down.

His hot breath against her made her squeeze his shoulders.

A damp kiss fell onto her, the heat pouring through her sheer panties and right to the center of her desire.

“Evan,” she moaned, rocking forward. His mouth still on her panties, kissing and nibbling, Evan yanked her pants at the bottom and dragged them down to her thighs.

Halley couldn’t bother to push them further down, or move to step out of them. She was caught beneath Evan’s mouth, lost in a desperate wave of longing, as she gasped under his assault and pushed his head hard against her.

Teeth grazed the gossamer fabric of her panties. He gripped the satin side straps with his hands, twisting them around his index fingers, pulling the fabric still caught in his mouth taut. Then before she could even react, he had ripped right through the front with a sharp jerk of his head.

“Ohmigod.” She threw back her head and swallowed hard, want pulsing between her thighs where she was swollen and moist with need.

This was Evan. Her best friend.

Tearing her underwear off of her.

“Sorry, I ripped these too,” he murmured into her thigh.

“No worries,” she managed to pant.

A cool breeze rushed across her as he leaned back, away from her. She stepped out of her pants and shoved them aside. He bent over and retrieved his phone with a wicked grin.

“Oh, no. Don’t you dare.” Alarmed at the thought of herself naked on camera, Halley started to edge to the side.

Evan’s thumb slipped through her sacrificial panties and circled her clitoris. She ground to a halt.

“Don’t take any pictures of this.” Her words were unnecessary, since Evan’s hand had gone slack again as he concentrated on stroking her.

“But it’s so nice-looking.” His lips tickled her inner thighs as his thumb moved around and around until she was dizzy and weak with desire.

Then his thumb slid inside her, and back out, wetting her clitoris with the dampness of her arousal. Halley felt her legs wobble as she groaned.

“I think I’m going to fall down.”

“Back up.” His thumb went back to its seductive circles, while his tongue started trailing across her inner thigh.

He was insane if he thought she could move. “I can’t. My legs don’t work.”

He glanced up. She didn’t trust that gleam in his eye.

A large rough hand landed flat on her belly. Then he pushed her.

Halley stumbled backwards and landed flat on her back on his bed. As she thrust her tangled and spread-eagled legs together, she rationalized this was another time she should be grateful for her mid-sized breasts. A larger woman would have a black eye right now.

“I can’t believe you pushed me.” Actually, she could. Evan had tossed her in pools, pushed her in mud and had tied her shoelaces together once. But that had been when they were just friends. Now that they were naked, it seemed like the rules should change.

Obviously not. And she was the only one naked. He was still wearing his shorts.

“You said you couldn’t move. I was helping you out.” He leaned over her.

Two could play this game. Halley lifted her foot and pressed her toes against his erection to stop him. “What are you doing?”

He shot her a look of disbelief. “I’m going to kiss you like crazy.”

He tried to shove her foot away, but Halley squeezed her toes, gathering some of his shorts and a little bit of what was underneath.

“Halley, you’re squeezing me.” He froze, clearly afraid to move and possibly cause damage.

Halley knew she wasn’t hurting him. Yet. But it felt good to have him at her mercy for a change. “Oops. Sorry.”

Evan placed his hand on her foot and shook his head. “Hey, you’d only be hurting yourself, you know. Well, you’d be hurting me. But you wouldn’t get to experience full on fucking. You asked me to fuck you.”

Geez, he was right. She dropped her foot like a hot potato, not wanting any accidents. She wasn’t leaving this apartment without getting an orgasm. And not some little after-the-fact token gesture orgasm. She wanted one with him inside her, long and slow with her nails dug in his back.

He smiled knowingly and put his hand on either side of her shoulders. Halley pushed on his chest to prevent him from lying on her.

“Hold on. Let me get my panties off.”

Evan sat back to give her room. Lifting her ass in the air, she played with the waist of the shredded panties, sliding them down several inches, then back up.

“Maybe I shouldn’t take them off. I might get cold,” she teased.

He was staring at her with a mix of fascination and pain. “Very funny. It’s eighty-five degrees in here.”

It was true. The blinds were closed, but the midday summer sun was heating the room up. There was a thin layer of sweat on his chest and shoulders, and she could smell a faint salty heat rising off of him. It was masculine and sexy and made her damp between the thighs.

Her skin felt flushed too. Hot and tingling, her hair heavy and damp on her neck.

Evan’s hands gripped the sides of her panties, pushing her aside. “Besides, these things wouldn’t keep an ant warm. There’s nothing to them.”

It was nice that he had noticed.

His head bent over her breast. His fingers caressed over and beneath the straps of her panties. His lips came close to her nipple, so close that she felt his breath hitch, but he didn’t touch her. All teasing was forgotten as her body responded, aching and throbbing for him. Halley arched her breast up to meet his mouth.

Evan edged away. His fingers slid back and forth, as he dragged her panties down halfway, then stopped. She could see him staring down at her, his thumb rubbing across her curls, skirting her clitoris, while his mouth still hovered tantalizingly close to her nipple.

She wanted him to touch her, anywhere. She could hear her own ragged breathing, loud and fast, and she snaked her fingers down to claw at her panties, desperate to shove them off.

Evan took her questing fingers in his own before she could push the panties down, and he held them tightly against her hips, pressing her fingers into her flesh. She squirmed and tried to tug her hands loose.

He pressed against her mound with his cock, with so little pressure and so briefly that she groaned in frustration. She wrapped her legs around his and tried to pull him back down, but Evan shook her off.

“Not yet.”

When? When the next ice age came through? Halley was about to complain when he bent his head down and plucked at her nipple. She cried out.

He pulled back.

“More,” she panted.

This time Evan bent down and licked all around her nipple with his tongue, wetting her and circling her until she wiggled back and forth, trying to force his tongue onto her. His hands held hers harder, holding her arms down tightly by her sides, so that she couldn’t move.

He felt big and hard leaning over her, and she forced her eyes open long enough to see him sweep his gaze across her chest and down her abdomen. He drew in a deep breath before dropping his mouth to her breast again.

This time he pulled her nipple in hard, and pain mixed with pleasure.

“You taste so good,” he said, as he licked her. He lavished his tongue all over her nipple, around and around until she thought she might explode just from his wet movements.

Her panties were barely covering her, twisted and rolled and caught between her and him, and it added to the excitement, to the decadence of what they were doing.

As he pulled her nipple deep into his moist mouth, thoroughly wetting it, she moaned.

“Evan.” She tried to rip her hands out from under his, but he still held her, more from his weight bearing down on her than from any effort on his part.

He pulled back from her chest, tugging her nipple out with his mouth before releasing it. “You like that?”

No, she always moaned and panted whenever she detested something. “I like it better when you don’t stop.”

Evan liked that better too, though he had to admit it was a turn-on to tease Halley a little. Of course, in teasing her, he teased himself, and her breast tasted so salty and eager, he just wanted to keep going.

“Then I won’t stop, sweetheart. I’ll just suck and suck until you can’t stand it anymore.” Evan trailed his tongue along the underside of her breast. “How’s that sound?”

That strangled whimper from Halley could count as a yes.

Evan didn’t wait for further verbal confirmation. He took Halley into his mouth, rolling his tongue around the sweet hardness of her nipple. He had been wondering how she would feel beneath him, he had been dreaming about tasting her, and now that he was, he was fighting hard for every ounce of control.

Her hand ripped free of his hold, and reached up to grip his shoulder, squeezing and scratching along his flesh as she made little encouraging gasps. Evan didn’t need encouragement. He was reveling in every stroke of his tongue, every inch of her soft warm flesh in his mouth, and everything rational was skittering away from him, lost in agonizing need.

He switched breasts. Halley groaned.

Her tight smooth thighs had clamped around him again, grinding her rounded mound against his all-too-eager cock, and he struggled to force himself to move away. But every time he leaned back an inch, she rose upward, meeting him again.

Giving up the battle, he let her bump against him, and he concentrated on breathing. It was a hell of a challenge.

Halley’s grip was getting tighter, her back arching further, her cries louder and more ragged. Evan lapped his tongue back and forth over her, brushing his thumbs along the underswell of her breast. He could feel her orgasm closing in on her.

“Touch me,” she begged.

“Where?” Evan pressed his thumb into her belly button. “Here?”

“No.”

“Here?” He brushed her wet nipple.

She groaned. “No.”

Halley was in delicious agony. Every part of her body ached and throbbed, begging for Evan to stroke, taste, slide in wherever he could and pleasure her.

“Touch me,” she said again shamelessly, finally pulling her other hand free of his heavy hold.

With both hands, she went straight for his hair, tugging and urging him downward, trying to force him to suck harder, touch her between her thighs, anything to release the ache inside her. She was strung too tight, tense and violently needy, vibrating like an electric toothbrush.

Evan pulled his mouth off of her again, obviously not the least bit intimidated by her desperate aggressiveness. A slow grin crossed his face.

“I like to touch you, Halley, ” he said. “So fucking much.” He put his lips on her nipple, lightly closing his mouth over it, hot breath dancing across her.

She squeezed her eyes shut and gasped. When he laughed, she could feel it. His mouth wrapped around and sucked, but the muffled sound of his pleased laughter wafted up to her.

His lips, tongue and moist inner mouth vibrated around her, onto her tight sensitive nipple. As Halley glanced down in agony at Evan’s caramel-colored hair falling into his eyes, she came hard.

With nothing touching her but his thigh resting against her, the orgasm was painful and throbbing, her clitoris swollen and in need of release. Shuddering, Halley let out a cry and went still, riding out the waves of tight pleasure.

Evan pulled back and gaped at her, his lips shiny and wet. “Holy shit. You just came.”

Unable to speak, she nodded.

“Damn, that’s sexy.” He buried his face in her navel and dipped his tongue into her belly button.

Her shoulders relaxed a little and she stroked his hair as her body settled.

“Thanks,” she murmured. New desire was already building as his tongue delved into her, but it was less urgent, more sensual this time.

Halley suspected she had needed to take the edge off, and could now look forward to enjoying Evan even more thoroughly. “I think I needed that.”

He dropped a warm kiss on her abdomen. “What are friends for?”

Not for sexual gratification, she was pretty sure, but if he didn’t mind, she wasn’t going to stop him. She laughed. “Usually not for this.”

Now he was stroking her inner thigh. “I think we’re onto something here.”

As he tugged her panties down past her thighs, she murmured, “Or we could be making a huge mistake.”

He stopped pulling, her panties around her knees, and looked up at her. “Hey. I love you, you know that. I’d never hurt you, Halley.”

“I know.” He wouldn’t hurt her on purpose anyway. And as long as she told herself this was all about sex, with a man she could trust above all others, she would be okay. If she went and started imagining this was more than enjoying each other in a spontaneous day in bed, then she would be in trouble.

“Should I keep going?” he asked, thumb caressing her knee.

His breath landed on her inner thigh.

Did a bear like some freaking honey? If she’d already gone this far, she might as well get the full treatment.

“Yes, keep going.”

“Thank God.” He took her panties in both his hands, and yanked them down hard to her ankles.

He tossed them over his shoulder as she lay there stunned in a pool of wet paralyzing lust.

“You’re not going to need those anymore.”

“Ever?” she said, hopeful.

“Not for a long time,” he confirmed, his brown eyes so dark with desire they were nearly black.

“You’re not going to need these shorts either.”

Sliding next to him onto her side, Halley trailed her fingers along his waistband, pausing at the button of his khaki shorts. She glanced up at Evan. He raised his eyebrows up and down.

With two hands, she popped the button. The grin fell off Evan’s face. She bit down on her own grin, then unzipped his shorts.

Evan gave a sharp intake of air.

Halley slipped her hand inside his shorts, under his boxers, stroking his hard flesh and tugging lightly on the springy hair there. Evan was breathing hard, a sound that emboldened her, raising her own desire another aching notch.

Her fingers enclosed around him, holding the warm satin length of his erection in her hand, feeling the pulse beneath the skin.

“Halley.”

She saw his eyes were half closed, his chest inflating and collapsing like an accordion. He looked like a page from the calendar she had hung in her locker at school when she was sixteen. A gorgeous bare-chested man with his pants unsnapped.

Only he was real. He was hers right now.

An arousing thought came to her. Her eyes landed on the phone Evan has discarded at the foot of the bed.

Giving a little squeeze to his dick, she let go and pulled her hand back. Evan gave a groan of disappointment.

Bending over, she retrieved his phone and stood up, pointing it at Evan’s chest.

He sat up. “What are you doing with my phone?”

“I’m going to take a picture of you. Use it as my screen saver.” Halley gave him a cocky grin. “What’s your password?”

Though he looked amused, Evan’s hands twitched like he was fighting the urge to cover himself with a blanket.

“Put the phone down.”

She laughed. “No. Tit for tat, Evan. I could probably guess your password, by the way.”

“No, you couldn’t. But Tit for tat, huh? But don’t go showing your girlfriends my junk.” He gave her his password.

“Oh, are you shy?” Halley tilted her head, fully aroused and enjoying herself. It felt good to be free like this, the only tension in her body sexual. Being with Evan was different than being with any other man. With him, she was still herself. They could tease and play like this, just like they always had, and it was because of their friendship.

With the added bonus of red-hot desire.

She entered his password and tapped the camera. “So you don’t send unsolicited dic pics to women?”

“Unsolicited? No, of course not. Good morning, here’s my cock isn’t my style. But since you’re asking so nicely right now, take as many as you want. I’ll blow up your phone for the next week, driving you crazy.”

This could backfire on her. “I’ll be sure to get a variety of shots. I do like your biceps.”

Evan smiled and popped his arm up, flexing his bicep with mock arrogance. “You like my muscles, sweet stuff? I’ve got a muscle you’ll really like.”

Boy, did he ever. His cock was thick against his boxers, and this time Halley wasn’t so startled as she was eager. It was time to put that crazy looking thing to good use.

Her mouth went dry as she studied him on the screen, about to suggest they do just that. Then Evan made the muscle in question flex, winking up and down at her. Halley went wide-eyed and nearly dropped the phone.

“Ohmigod!” After a startled second of silence, she started laughing so hard a snort threatened to emerge from her mouth.

“You think that’s funny?”

He clearly did too, since he was grinning like the village idiot.

She nodded, unable to speak.

Then Evan’s eyes dropped to her chest, and his grin turned lascivious. “Keep laughing all you want,” he said.

Heat rushed through her cheeks. She had forgotten she was totally naked. Everywhere naked. Not-a-stitch-on naked. Well, she hadn’t exactly forgotten but she hadn’t thought about the implications of naked laughter.

Laughter probably created a lot of movement from his point of view. She pictured buoys bobbing up and down in the surf. Or in her case, significantly smaller twenty-ounce Coke bottles.

To emphasis his point, Evan made himself flex again, resting back on his locked arms. She refused to laugh again, even though it was hilarious. Only she was trying so hard not to laugh, that a snuffling sound emerged from her nose and mouth. “You’re very talented.”

Evan said, “I have all kinds of hidden talents. Until now you’ve known my sense of humor and my nice-guy side. I have a rougher side.”

Before today she would have scoffed at that. But Halley was intrigued. Aroused. Yearning for him.

If he could make her come just by sucking on her nipples, what else could he do?

Her thighs slid against each other restlessly, the hot dampness between them about to become embarrassing without panties on. “Why don’t you show me your many talents?”

Evan took his phone from her and tossed it onto his nightstand. “I hope no one sees I have naked pictures of myself on my phone. That’s such a douchebag move.”

“You can blame it on me.”

“I will.” Then he startled her by smacking her bare ass.

She jumped at the mild sting. “What the hell?”

“Bad girl. Coming over here and driving me fucking crazy.”

At this point she wasn’t even sure who had started what. But she was willing to take the blame. And the punishment. “I can’t even say I’m sorry. Because that would be a lie.”

He gave her a cocky grin. “Damn straight.”

Halley walked towards Evan, climbing up onto the bed, debating whether she wanted to be on top of him or beneath him.

First.