- Lucy -
I couldn’t take my eyes off him as he stood over me, his swollen dick nearly bursting out of his pants. I couldn’t believe his body was having that reaction to me.
He smiled at me. It was a soft smile, a safe smile. A total contradiction to the imminent danger I felt when I stole another glance at his raging hard on.
He wrapped his fingers around the edge of his shirt and pulled it over his head. The dim light from the city outside cast shadows in all the right places on his toned chest, and I wanted to touch him, to drag my fingers over the ripples of his skin, to run my hands through the tease of hair on his chest.
Normally when I went home with guys, I was aggressive. I was the kind of girl that could get a guy’s belt off one handed and without looking, the kind who was always in a hurry, but I didn’t recognize myself in this situation.
And I didn’t recognize Aiden, who up until now was the most familiar person in the world to me. I was paralyzed with desire as I watched him pull his belt loose. I pursed my lips as he unzipped his jeans and pushed them down around his ankles.
“Wait,” I heard myself say when he hooked his thumbs in his boxers. “Not yet.” I wasn’t ready. The size of him contained in his boxers was already too much for me. I was afraid I might have a heart attack if he showed himself to me. It would be too real then. I wasn’t ready to have the image of my best friend in all his naked glory burned onto my eyes.
He nodded and knelt down on the bed beside me. “Give me your hand,” he said.
I raised it, and he held my wrist, pressing my hand against his swollen dick. I could feel it pulsing through his boxers and when my fingers draped around his girth, I felt a gush in my underwear.
“That’s what you do to me, Lucy. That’s why I can’t take no for an answer.”
I swallowed.
“And now I want to see what I do to you.”
My eyes went wide.
“Okay?”
I nodded, but where the strength to do it came from was a mystery.
Aiden lowered himself down over me until he was on his elbows with his strong arms framing my face. Then he kissed me again, and just when I thought he was going to stick his tongue in my mouth, he grabbed my bottom lip in his teeth and pulled it, making my guts clench like a fist.
I could feel his hardness throbbing between my thighs, making it impossible for me to take anything but the shallowest of breaths. And in an attempt to breathe better, I snuck my hands between us and unhooked my belt.
But it was no use. Because a second later, I felt his hands slide up my thighs, dragging my dress up my body.
First I felt the air hit my legs, then my stomach. Then I watched him crane his neck back and feast his eyes on my chest as the thin fabric of my dress gathered under my arms.
He lowered his head and whispered in my ear. “Are you ready to show me your two best kept secrets?” he asked, sliding his hands under my back.
“It’s in the front,” I said.
A smile spread across his face as he shifted his focus, concentrating on the clasp between my breasts. As soon as it came loose, he covered my chest with his hands.
It felt amazing to have him touch me there, and it frightened me how much I liked it. And that was before he lowered his mouth to my nipple and flicked it with his tongue.
I little sigh escaped as the heat of his hands and mouth rippled through my body.
“Fucking perfect,” he said, almost as if he were speaking directly to my breasts before sucking my nipples one after the other, like he was having trouble deciding which one he liked better.
Then one of his hands disappeared from view, and I felt it find the warmth between my legs.
“Your panties are soaked through,” he said, pressing two fingers against the outside of my lacy thong.
My chest tightened as he touched me.
“You’re so wet for me,” he whispered. “Goddamn it, Lucy.”
My breasts rose and fell with my breath as he snuck his fingers inside my underwear, dragging them along my dripping clit. I pursed my lips. There was no going back now. My best friend had his hand on my pussy, and there wasn’t enough strength in my legs to run if I wanted to.
And then he pushed his fingers inside me, growling as I tightened around him. I felt myself gush into his hand as my back arched against my will.
He churned my insides until I was as hot as melted butter, groping my breasts with his free hand.
“Do you like that?” he asked under his breath.
“Yes,” I whispered.
His warm breath was on my ear. “I’m just getting started.”
He moved down between my legs, hooking his fingers around my thong and sliding it down around my ankles. Then he crawled back over me and pushed some hair out of my face. “I’m going to kiss you again now, Luce, and I’m not going to stop until you come in my mouth.”
My lips fell apart but no noise escaped as I watched him scoot down between my legs, looking up at me as he moved down to lick me for the first time.
I felt my whole body tense up.
And when he closed his eyes and buried his tongue inside me, I let my head fall back. There was nothing but the sound of him lapping at my wetness, and I couldn’t quiet myself anymore. I had to find a release for my pleasure before I burst, and I let out a high pitched moan he was never meant to hear.
The sound of my satisfaction only made him speed up until I could feel his greedy tongue running rings around my swollen clit.
“I’m gonna come. Oh god. Aiden I’m- I-” My whole body jolted.
He wrapped his hands around my thighs, locking his head in between them and drinking me greedily as I spasmed, eating me with so much enthusiasm he might’ve bitten the hand of anyone who tried to pull him away.
When my body gave its final jerk, I felt him lick me once more like he was zipping me up with his tongue. I didn’t have the energy to open my eyes yet, but I welcomed the gentle feeling of his kisses on my inner thighs.
And as he raised his body above me, I opened my eyes halfway and noticed that his face was wearing a stupid smile. It was so surreal I was sure I’d simply had the most vivid dream of my life.
I lifted a hand to his cheek. “Aiden.”
His lips shone in the dark from my wetness. “What?”
“I want to feel you inside me.”
He rose into the kneeling position and pulled his boxers down.
His dick sprang up like an arm, and I nearly gasped at the sight of it.
He shifted his weight until he was out of his boxers and lowered himself over me again.
“If it hurts,” he said. “Tell me and I’ll stop.”
I thought he was exaggerating, that he’d just been fucking too many girls who were unnaturally skinny all over, but when I reached down and grabbed him, I was genuinely intimidated. My hand could barely get around him, and I worried my pussy would fare even worse.
But at that point, there was no going back. I had to know him that way. Not just to satisfy his pleasure, but for my own curiosity.
“Just shut up and fuck me,” I said, feeling powerful with his dick in my hand. I guided him to the wet pool he’d made between my legs and braced myself.
I thought he would just plunge into me, but he didn’t. He tortured me by going inch by inch, and then when I was sure he was all the way in, by going inch by inch twice more.
By the time I felt the base of his shaft against me, he’d pushed all the air out of my lungs and my mouth was hanging open.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
He was so deep inside me I had the sudden urge to laugh, but I was worried I might actually injure myself. “Uh-huh.”
“I can feel you pulsing around me.”
“And I can feel every inch of you,” I said, dragging my fingertips down his chest. “And nothing else.”
He kept his eyes on me as he pulled his hips back and thrust himself in again.
Over and over, he thrust into me, watching the expression on my face while I tried to decide if it was worth letting him tear me open to hit me so deep.
And soon he sped up. And I could feel his heavy balls smacking against me, and it was so wrong, fucking my friend like this, liking it this much. But the warmth from my center was radiating to my fingertips, and it wasn’t so much that I wished he would stop, but rather that he never would.
It wasn’t long before his offer to be gentle was clearly off the table as he lifted my legs straight in the air and raised up on his knees so he could fuck me at speed, laying into me and holding my legs together against his chest, growling in a way that made me feel sexier than I’d ever felt before.
And as he held my ankles in the air, I looked up at his face suspended between them and watched his jaw clamp shut as he slammed into me for the last time, pumping me full of everything he felt for me and destroying our friendship forever.