Best Friends Forever

“Is that a steam shower? Seriously?”

“All the nozzles money can buy,” I answer wryly.

Darting back into the bedroom, she swings around the perimeter, checking out each of the furniture pieces that I selected.

“Did you have these built?”

“There was a factory built in the 1800s, so it was basically like a solid maple monument. When we took down part of it, I reclaimed these amazing eighteen-inch wide pillars, and had some craftspeople build these pieces. You like them?”

“Are you kidding me? I love them! I dream about getting to put together stuff like this!”

“What’s stopping you?” I ask, genuinely curious.

“Oh, the usual,” she answers with a modest shrug. “About a million dollars. I will get there one day.”

“I know you will.”

She smiles thinly, turning toward me and taking a deep breath, pausing for a long time. Those almond eyes, how they stare right into the middle of me. I’m helpless when she looks at me like that. Whatever she wants to know, I want to tell her.

“I really can’t thank you enough,” she says in a low murmur as she takes a few slow steps toward me. I watch her bare toes trace lines in the carpet.

“Penny, it’s good to have you here,” I answer honestly, realizing how direct I’m being. Usually I would act with a little bit more forethought, but with her all I can be is honest.

My pulse begins to race as she nears me, wondering how close she’s planning on getting. The closer she gets, the harder it will be to pull away.

Chapter 14

Penny

Dragging my toes on the silky carpet, I feel alive, buzzing with excitement. This has all just been so utterly perfect. Everything else in my life has been such a ridiculous amount of struggle. Sometimes I ask myself, what if I just stopped struggling? What if I just followed where nature led me?

Well, I’m going to do it now.

My hands slide first over his chest, so broad and firm now, thick with muscles. His shoulders fit against the hollows of my palms perfectly, encouraging me to explore further.

When I glance back up into his eyes, I can almost see what he is thinking. This is good. This is so good.

Pushing up onto my toes, I slide my hands behind his neck just as his mouth covers mine. His lips are firm and confident, gently sucking against my mouth, his hands pushing up against the back of my head.

Before I know what’s happening, he’s lifted me off my feet, carrying me across the room to the bed. My fingers twist against the button fly of his trousers. I slide them over his hips as we both tumble over each other to the center of the mattress.

His scent fills my sinuses, overwhelming me with memories. It’s like this younger version of him has been waiting inside a secret room in my mind all this time, eager to be released. Now here he is, only better. Thicker, stronger. Overwhelmingly sexy as he kisses a line from the corner of my mouth down over my breasts, swirling his tongue across my nipples, kneading my curves in his hands.

It’s intoxicating.

His mouth trails down over my body, kissing and nibbling and teasing me. Squirming, I weave my hands through his hair as his tongue swipes my pussy as he kisses one thigh and then the others. His hands slide under my body and knead my ass cheeks as he circles, getting closer and closer to my clit. My hips strain upward to meet his mouth, and he plunges his tongue between my folds, making me writhe. I hear myself panting. It’s been so long since I wanted this, since I trusted anyone so much to let this happen, and now it’s overwhelming in the best of ways.

But I want more. I want him inside me.

Luckily, he senses this, and when he surfaces he gives me a sexy, crooked smile before he leans to one side. I love the feeling of his fingers ag

ainst the backs of my knees as he then opens my legs, positioning himself between them. He slides a hand behind my lower back and lifts my hips off the mattress to enter me smoothly, hilting himself in one swift motion. Rocking against him, I cross my ankles behind his firm thighs and pull, wanting to have him all inside me, wanting to be obliterated under his weight. Just for a moment, to be blown away, consumed.

We smash together, grunting shamelessly, tasting and testing every part we can reach. It’s as if we are young again, but with these different bodies. Our tempo increases, perfectly synced, until we finally climax. He explodes with his cock so deep inside me I can feel my pussy clasping all along his length. He grunts and stiffens, waiting for me to finish before pulling out and cumming on my belly.

With a sigh, he lets his weight fall against me, pressing me deep into the mattress. Though I can barely breathe, I don’t want to move. All I can hear is his heartbeat, his breath, obliterating anything else in the world.

For a little while we lie there, wordlessly enjoying the afterglow. He wraps his arm around my shoulders and pulls, burying his nose in my hair.