Leaning down, I kiss her. “Is this going to ruin our friendship?”
She becomes quiet. “I think we’ve already gone too far,” she finally murmurs.
“This was always beyond friendship for me,” I tell her.
She’s quiet even longer this time. To the point I start to regret what I just said. “Me too. I just—I didn’t want to admit it. To you. To myself.”
I touch her hair. Slip my hand between us to touch her between her legs. She’s still so wet. Hot. “I want you.”
Hayden nods. “I want you too.”
“We do this, and I’m more than just your friend, Hayden.” I begin to stroke her, and she sucks in a harsh breath.
“O-okay.”
I roll her over so I’m on top and she opens her eyes when I don’t move, her brows lowering. “What are you doing?”
“Looking at you.” Savoring this moment. Studying every detail so I don’t forget the night I had sex for the first time with the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met.
Twenty
Hayden
Tony grabs a condom from the new box and slips it on, me watching in quiet fascination the entire time. We kissed and touched. Rubbed against each other until it started getting into what I call the danger zone and I asked him to put on a condom. You know that point where he’s rubbing his cock against you, and every once in a while, it kind of slips in. Like oops, look what I did?
Yeah, that’s the danger zone. And while I’m on the pill, I’m not about to get an STD—I don’t care if he claims he’s a virgin, I totally believe him, but I’m not taking any chances. I’m all about double protection.
No babies for me. I saw that cute little baby earlier and those cute little babies who are her parents. No thank you. Sometimes I’m not even sure if I want to have children.
Tony got all serious a few minutes ago. Talking about how we’re beyond friends. I agreed with him. It’s always felt like that between us. I’m the one who pushed him away, who insisted we were friends and nothing more. I was fooling myself. Trying to convince myself we couldn’t be anything else.
But he just proved me wrong. And I’m now lying here, watching him slip that condom on, my entire body tingling in anticipation of having him inside of me. I only just came what…fifteen minutes ago? My body is already raring to go.
This is how badly I want him.
He kisses me, and I drown in his taste. He presses his body on top of mine and I welcome it, wrapping my arms around him and holding him close. He’s so hot, and so hard. Everywhere. Not an ounce of fat on his body, where I worry that I might be a little soft in a few places.
He doesn’t notice. Or if he does, he doesn’t mind. That’s another thing I’ve learned. Women worry about their bodies when they get naked for a man for the first time, and men could give a shit. They’re so eager with sex on the brain, they don’t see the flaws. They only recognize the good stuff.
Tony has plenty of good stuff. Like his thick cock between us, nudging against my pussy. I spread my legs, and he settles in between them, lifting up so he can slide his hand in between us. He grabs hold of the base of his cock, guiding himself inside of me, and he slowly pushes inside.
“Oh fuck,” he whispers harshly, and I lift my hips, sending him deeper. “Jesus.”
I open my eyes to find his tightly closed as he’s braced above me. I know it must feel good. He looks positively pained.
And he’s not moving.
I lift my hips again, trying to give him a hint and he remains still, his eyes cracking open. “Afraid if I move, I’ll come.”
“You won’t.” I reach up and touch his cheek, my fingers streaking down the side of his stubble-covered face. “You already came once.”
“And I feel close to coming again.” He shifts his hips forward, sending him deeper and I close my eyes, arching my body beneath his with a moan.
He’s fully inside me now. I can feel him. Throbbing. Hot. He’s large. Maybe the largest?
Okay, yes. He’s definitely the biggest.
We start to move together, finding a rhythm. He breathes deep, trying to control himself, and while I appreciate him doing this, considering he is trying to make sure I find my pleasure too, I also want to see him lose control.