Even though I know I shouldn’t keep going, I can’t stop myself. I thrust harder, faster, the friction between us building.
“You’re driving me crazy, Penny.” I lower my forehead to hers as I thrust. Our linked hands grow tighter, her fingers pressing into the back of my hand. “I know, in the back of my mind, I shouldn’t be doing this, I shouldn’t be touching you, let alone rubbing my cock along your pussy, but fuck, I can’t take it. I can’t handle you walking around here, in practically nothing, flaunting the body I’ve been craving for months.”
“Yes,” she whispers as she hooks one leg around mine, bringing her closer to the friction between us. “More, Eli.”
My name, rolling off her tongue like that, unleashes something in me.
I’m now thrusting frantically, and nothing could stop me at this point.
Not one damn thing.
Her breathing increases.
My groans become more intense.
And as I keep pace, I hold my breath, afraid I’m going to miss one moment of this if I search for air. Because this feels like a dream, like this can’t possibly be real. I’ve thought about this, over and over, having her in my arms, feeling her, searching out a release with her.
I’m afraid if I blink, it will all disappear.
But when I hear her feral cry fall past her beautiful lips followed by her legs clamping tightly around me, I know this is real.
Every last second of it.
And I soak it all up.
How she clings to me.
The sounds of her moans.
The way she wets my boxer briefs . . .
It’s all I need to bring me to the precipice.
I move my covered cock over her, faster and faster until my balls tighten and I climax. All of my pent-up frustration is released as I groan in her ear, riding out my orgasm until my body is completely sated.
And that’s when I realize what I’ve done.
“Fuck,” I mutter as I slowly lift to look her in the eyes. “Fuck, Penny. This was not supposed to happen.”
“Why?” She challenges me with a chin tilt even though her eyes are still heady with pleasure.
“Because we’re only supposed to be friends.”
At that, she scrunches her eyes shut, pulls at her hair, and growls.Yep. Growls.
Oh, fuck. She’s not only hurt but angry now too.
“Don’t. Give. Me. That. Crap. There is something else, and you’re not telling me. What is it?” When I don’t answer, she says, “Is it Pacey?”
I glance away, not confirming, but that’s all the answer she needs.
“I knew it.” She releases my hands and slips out from under me. “You know what, Eli, just forget this happened.”
“If only it were that easy,” I mutter.
“What?” she asks when she whips around.
“It’s not that easy, Penny. I can’t just forget this happened because I know I’ll relive this moment for months.”
