When I open the door, Ivar’s flopped out on the bed with his shirt partially unbuttoned. His muscled chest and broad shoulders make my core clench, but I try to ignore it and get in beside him. I realize the overhead light is still on, so I bounce up and turn it off.
The curtains are open and the moonlight is pouring into the room, but I can’t be bothered to get up and shut them. I’m acutely aware of Ivar behind me, trying to steady my breath and act normal. It shouldn’t matter that we kissed and slow-danced, or that his arms were around me at the party. It was all for show. This is reality.
“Juni.” His voice is deep and it makes my chest flutter.
“Yes?” I hold my breath.
“You’re a really good dancer.” He says.
“I know. So are you. Almost as good.” I roll my eyes even though he can’t see me.
“You’re a really good kisser, too.” His voice is quiet.
I wait for a second. “So are you.”
He edges forward behind me, so his hand is on my waist. His breath is hot against my neck. Every nerve in my body feels like it’s waiting for something to happen.
His lips press against the back of my neck and my nipples harden instantly. I take his hand and move it upwards so he can feel them and he groans. His fingers work my breast under my T-shirt as his mouth moves against my neck. I drop my hips back and his hard cock presses against my butt.
His hand moves under my T-shirt and all the pent-up desire I’ve felt for him breaks free. I pull my T-shirt off so I’m just wearing my panties and turn around.
“You are fucking gorgeous.” He says as he trails his fingers across my puckered nipples and along my belly, outlining my curves. I unbutton his shirt, fumbling with the buttons in my haste to get it off as quickly as I can. His chest is big, broad and muscular, and I run my hands across it, the way I’ve imagined doing so many times before.
He lowers his head to kiss from my neck to my breasts, licking and sucking each one until I’m moaning for him not to stop.
“I’m not going to stop.” His big hands slide along the side of my waist to pull my soaking panties down my legs. He parts my thighs, kissing slowly upwards until he reaches my drenched pussy.
He exhales. “You are so wet.” He slides one finger and then another inside me, while his tongue licks around my clit. I raise my arms over my face, but he pulls them down. “Let me see you, beautiful, it’s such a turn-on.”
His insistent tongue finds my clit and licks in a steady rhythm, over and over, while a wave of pressure builds inside me. Tingles radiate out from my clit, through my pussy and across my body as the surge becomes stronger. Suddenly it overwhelms me and I clench against his finger, coming again and again.
I lie there for a minute, steadying my breathing before I sit up and pull off his pants. His gigantic cock springs free and I stare at it for a second. I know it will feel so good inside me and I greedily straddle him, pushing him down on the bed. I’ve waited so long for this that I can’t bear for him not to be inside me for another second.
I angle my pussy over him as I push myself down over his huge girth, pausing as he enters me. I slide slowly down as he groans, his hands on my hips to support me. I’ve never felt this complete, this whole, and I never want it to end. We pause for a moment, his cock throbbing inside me.
I begin to slide up and down as he grips my hips. Both of us are moaning with the intensity of every movement. The pace starts to accelerate and he begins to move upwards, my breasts bouncing with each thrust. Warmth starts to build all over my body as the thrusts get faster, his thumb stroking my clit until I come with a shout. He keeps thrusting, over and over, until he calls out my name and fills me up with his hot cum. He stays wrapped around me as our breathing slows, stroking my hair.
Despite the tiny bed, I’m so blissed out I fall asleep almost instantly.
I wake up in the morning to the sound of drilling. Cursing, I get up and outside the window a construction worker raises his hand apologetically. They appear to be resurfacing the concrete outside.
Ivar is gone. I knew it.
Now I’ve ruined our friendship with one night of bliss. One night I’m never going to forget.
Was it worth it?
ChapterSix
IVAR
I’ve called Juni twice and there’s no answer.
So I text her. Maybe she’s still asleep.
Gone to meet Lucas Slate for breakfast at a restaurant he owns. He contacted me and wanted to talk. Taken car, wait for me at the hotel. Please stay in bed, naked. Can’t stop thinking about last night!
I want to add some kisses, but maybe she’ll think it’s cheesy.
