I hadn’t seen him scared before. He was always the bold one, providing me with the confidence I needed in any situation. But tonight, I knew I would need to step forward and lead. He was never going to cross the line we had been teetering since the night he arrived.
I just hoped that his fear wasn’t because he didn’t want this, but like me, because the sheer need coursing through our veins was petrifying.
Pushing all self-doubt aside, I raised the sheet and took in his equally naked form.
My mouth went dry at the ferocity of need I felt at seeing him in such a way.
Thicker than I ever imagined, he was breathtakingly hard, his arousal calling for me in a primal way.
I wanted him to stretch me, fill me and curb the ache only he could and with that thought, I slowly pushed up and flung a leg over him, straddling his hips, my mouth inches from his own.
“You know the safe word,” I reminded him before my mouth was on his with the longing a fortnight without his touch and a lifetime of wanting it had elicited.
Jack
Chapter 12
Iwasdreaming.Therewas no other explanation.
I was going to wake up with very sticky sheets and a raging boner after conjuring my wildest fantasies. Because the reality of Winter on top of me, her bare pussy sliding against my equally bare cock was too extraordinary to believe. Minutes ago I’d been aggressively close to cuming to the recollection of the taste of her on my tongue. The way she came undone, her pussy squeezing my fingers as she undulated with pleasure. And now, here she was, the redolent hints of strawberry, citrus and sea salt clouding the room.
Realising I was reciprocating in kiss only, frozen in fear and terrified I would burst the illusion, I ran my trembling hands up and down her back, groaning with the realisation that she really was here.
She was in my bed. On top of me in her most pure form.
She kissed my cheeks before nipping at my jawline and I gripped the sheets underneath me, an erogenous zone I hadn’t before known unlocked. Her full body was warm against my own, the sight of fucking perfection as she moved down my chest, my eyes closing as I focused on the feel of her against my skin.
She paused, lightly outlining the shape of my tattoo, tenderly pressing her lips to each cardinal point before slowly making her way down my body.
The guttural growl from my chest was unstoppable when she took me in her hand, her tongue darting out to lick the pre-cum leaking from my insatiable cock at the sight of her. The view of her lips parting around me was a detail which would be forever imprinted in my mind as she swallowed me deep.
A vision I’d created for years in various situations. Win sucking my dick behind a tree on the way home from school. Taking me in her mouth under water in her pool, or in the backseat of my car anytime we were in there together. Only now it was actually happening I’d given her no justice because the reality was so much better.
“You have no idea how fucking sexy you look right now.” I told her, knowing there was nothing she loved more than affirmations. And providing them also sent a thrilling rush through me as her pupils dilated.
Her resulting groan as her other hand moved down between her legs was breathtaking and I pressed up onto my elbows, desperate to see her touching herself.
She lashed her tongue around my shaft, looking up at me often for reassurance or guidance, I wasn’t sure. The sounds of her mouth sucking and taking were etched in my brain.
“Come here,” I commanded before I ended this all too soon. Being around her gave me a perpetual state of blue balls and seeing her naked, in my bed,with my dick in her mouthmeant I was teetering on the edge.
I moved aside, pointing to the sheets where I was just laying and watched as she sensually filled the space with her lithe movements. I wanted to make this last. To map her body before spending hours bringing it to life with colour, but there was no chance that was going to happen today.
Because I was about to have what I’d wanted since I first noticed Winter. Despite trying to ignore our molecular chemistry, I was about to bring to life every single one of my hidden fantasies.
Reaching for the hand she’d had between her legs, I slowly sucked her arousal off each of her fingers. Savouring the taste of her skin and the hooded gaze of her eyes.
The most beautiful woman I’d ever known – the only woman who really knew me.
“I’m going to fuck you. And I want to take my time but I won’t be able to, not tonight – because you make me crazy, Win.” I admitted, moving on top of her and nearly drooling as her legs spread open for me.
I knew she was on birth control and had never slept with anyone unprotected. The same as she knew I never had because until recently we were the closest of friends and it was a topic we haphazardly discussed at some point. As I lined myself up with her slick entrance and pressed inside, I knew above all else, this didn’t feel cataclysmic just because she was my friend – it was because she was my everything.
She tipped her head to the side, watching me enter her for the very first time, the same way I couldn’t look anywhere else.
With each inch, her body tightened, bringing me home in an indescribable way and once I reached the hilt, our bodies were connected in every way possible. I looked deeply into her eyes, mentally photographing the pleasure and beauty of a naked and ready Winter in my bed. I catalogued the sight of her lavish tits rising and falling with her breaths, the deep red of her mouth, the curve and contours of her body aligned with mine.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” I said, our breath mingling as she bit at my lip. A confidence in her I’ve never seen before.
