The Best Friend (Red's Tavern 1)

“I just took a shower,” I said. “How do you always smell so good? Fuck, Ev, just being around you in the damn kitchen practically gave me a hard-on.”

“It did?”

I ran my fingers down his back. “Yes. I’ve… Christ, it’s been so hard forcing myself not to think of you like that for these past couple of weeks.”

It was an understatement. It had felt nearly impossible.

“I had no idea,” he said. “I thought I was the only one having to constantly hold myself back.”

“You really have no clue what you do to me, do you?” I said.

He paused, one of his hands on either side of me, pressed against the mattress. He looked down at me, searching my face in the near darkness. “I know what you do to me.”

I squeezed my fingers against his hips. “I want to do a whole lot to you, Ev.”

“Oh yeah? What are you planning on doing to me?”

“I’ll show you once you take these fucking pants off,” I said, tugging on them.

“Don’t have to tell me twice,” he said, immediately reaching down and unzipping them. He tugged them off in one fluid motion, along with his underwear, so that in another moment he was completely bare from the waist down. I helped him peel off his t-shirt and then I had Evan naked underneath me. I wanted to devour him.

Something about spending the last two weeks resisting him made it impossible to resist him now. Every other time I’d been this close to him, I’d been trying to go slow. I’d been so concerned and caught up in my own thoughts.

Right now, none of that fucking mattered to me.

I wanted him. And I was going to take what I wanted.

“Fuck,” he hissed as I flipped him over so that his body tipped back onto the bed. I got up and tugged off my sweatpants, my cock bobbing free and hanging heavy between my legs.

“C’mere,” I said, reaching out and tugging him off the bed until he was standing.

“What are we—” he started to say, and then I spun him around so he was in front of me, the front of my body pressed tight up against the back of his. I ground myself against him, my cock sliding against the cleft of his ass, and the moan I dragged out of him was worth every second.

“God, I want you so badly,” I growled near his ear. I pushed him forward with my body, walking him over to my big oak desk on the other side of the room. It was mostly empty, and I hadn’t set anything up on it since I’d moved in.

“Put your hands down here,” I said. I ran my hands down to the tops of his, and I firmly pressed them flat against the surface.

“Holy fuck,” he whispered, pushing his ass back into my groin, wiggling it just a little.

“What?” I said, kissing the back of his neck, moving forward until I could take his earlobe into my mouth.

“Nothing,” he whispered, a shudder moving through his body.

“Nuh-uh,” I said, my voice low. “Tell me.”

“I just want you to fuck me so badly,” he said quickly, his voice a hoarse whisper. I groaned, pushing my cock up against his ass again. “I know you’re probably not ready for that, and I know we need to wait until we have everything we need, but—”

“I’m going to fuck you bent over this desk,” I said.

“But—” he said.

“Stay here,” I told him. I sucked one last kiss against the side of his neck before heading back over to my nightstand and grabbing the tiny bottle of lube and a condom that I’d bought last week. I hadn’t even had a reason to buy them, but when I’d walked by them in the store, it was almost a compulsive purchase.

I was so fucking glad I had them now.

The desk was positioned right below a big window, and as I walked back over, I couldn’t help but stare at Evan’s silhouette in the dim light coming through the slats. He’d done exactly as I’d told him, keeping his hands flat on the desk, and his body looked fucking irresistible. Milky smooth skin, with curves in all of the right places.

It was overwhelming, actually. I paused for a moment, not really able to process that I had my best friend right here, and he wanted my cock as badly as I wanted to give it to him.

“I fucking love you,” I said simply. I stood alongside him, running my palm over his ass, and he turned to face me.

I tipped his head backward and brought my lips to his, kissing him softly and slowly. It was hot as hell to tell Evan what to do, and make him bend over my desk for me, and play the role of being in charge… but this was also just as good, and maybe even better.