Reluctantly, my eyes open and I bring them back to his.
God, I’m so turned on right now—and by my best friend, of all people. All reason has vanished and I can’t focus on anything aside from his voice and the way our eyes have interlocked in such an intense gaze. We’re experiencing each other in different ways tonight and I’m mesmerized by the way my best friend's lips move every time he talks and the way the blue of his eyes become a deep sapphire.
“I bet you’re soaked. How wet are you, Smalls? Dripping?” Afraid to make any movements, I sit there breathing heavily as a sly smirk crosses his face.
“I can tell. Keep going. Slide one finger in and then another. Give your cunt exactly what it wants. Play with it. Faster, Mia.” Nate’s arms are planted on the end of the bed, staring at me the whole time with an intensity so fierce, so consuming, I can’t look away.
“Now, once I know she can’t handle the ache any longer, I’d have her sit on my face. I’d need to taste her. I’d need her riding my face, getting as messy as she pleases.”
I swallow hard, rocking myself against my hand, picturing what I shouldn’t be, but can’t escape from.
“I wouldn’t forget about her breasts either. I’d make sure to play with them too. Gently squeezing as she rides me. Use your other hand and play with your nipple. Does that feel good?” His voice is low, almost a mumble. The silence in here makes my cries and whimpers sound so much louder, but I do as he says, bringing my hand up my shirt, pinching my nipple.
“Scream if you need to. I’d want to hear my girl scream.” My chest is pounding, and I can barely breathe.
“Fuck, Mia. You look so hot like this. I bet you taste so fucking sweet too.”
Oh my God, this feels good.
“Now, stop.”
“W–what?” I breathe out. I’m so close. Fuck, I’m actually so close and he says stop?
“The buildup…” He walks closer to my side of the bed from where he was standing by the edge. His mouth comes dangerously close to my neck as he breathes words into my ear. “The buildup is what makes you come. Hard. You were close, weren’t you?”
My head nods up and down ferociously.
“Good.” His lips lift to the left in a grin.
“You can start again in a minute,” he says, reaching on the nightstand and grabbing the vibrator.
My eyes go wide at him as I watch him power it on.
“Put this vibrator right on your clit and let me see you ride your hand until you fucking come for me.”
I’m never going to be able to see Nate in the same light after this. My heart pounds as I rock against my hand, trying to keep my eyes on Nate while also desperately trying to think of someone, anyone, other than my best friend.
“Does that feel good? Let yourself go. It’ll feel even better,” he whispers, this time directly into my ear, sending my body into shock as I feel his warm breath against my skin.
“Oh God,” I cry out, my body shaking frantically as I come hard. Harder than I think I’ve ever been able to and he didn’t even touch me.
He didn’t even touch me and I saw fucking stars.
Fuck, I want this feeling again. It was pure ecstasy. His words. His voice. It’s a side of Nate I never expected to experience, but I just did. I should be freaking out. I’m sure I will in the morning. But right now, all I feel is so satisfied.
“One day, that’ll be my name you’re screaming,” he says in my ear before walking away.
He steps away from the bed and comes back with a towel and hands it to me before he reaches for my shorts and also hands me those. I slide them on before getting up to use the bathroom and by the time I get back, Nate’s already passed out on his side of the bed as if what we just did wasn’t crossing a huge line in our friendship.
The events of last night were the last thing I ever expected. Mia thought I was asleep, but as soon as the door clicked shut, I rolled over and realized that she left the room. I laid there for a moment, contemplating giving her space, if that’s what she was looking for. But when I heard a humming noise, I knew what was happening on the other side of that door and considering I’d bet I was the reason, I wasn’t missing it.
Seeing Mia in that state was a fucking marvel. She looked like a goddess on that bed, spread out and touching herself, using my words to make herself come. I’m still fucking stiff just from being in the same room as her last night while she did that.
I barely slept last night, but it was worth it. It was the small sign I needed that there’s potential here. Maybe she thinks this isn’t so far-fetched after all.
“I’m helping your mom and sisters set up for their party tonight.” Mia’s dainty fingers grip the zipper of her jacket as shepulls it up. There’s no discussion of last night, and honestly, I don’t expect there to be. She needs time to process it all and I’m not going to force anything.
“Sounds good. I’m going fishing with my dad.”
