My Best Friend's Boyfriend

I’d never give him up.

We slid to the shower floor and I settled between his legs. I wanted to taste his cock. I wanted to feel him pour himself down the back of my throat. I wrapped my lips around the tip of his dick and slid him back as far as I could take him, gagging around his girth. Our fingers threaded together. His thighs jumped at my ministrations. I swirled my tongue around his cockhead and lapped at the precum dripping from his thickness. I slowly bobbed my head. I gripped his hands tightly as he began to thrust his hips. I remembered everything he had taught me, how to relax my jaw and how to get my tongue out of the way.

And I was rewarded with the taste of him as he spilled down my throat.

“Ava, shit. Holy fuck, yes. So good to me. Oh.”

His sounds blanketed my body as I swallowed every drop of him down, careful not to waste any of him. I ran my tongue up the underside of his dick, then released him with a pop. When I did, he pulled me toward him and crashed our lips together.

“Now it’s my turn,” he whispered.

He kissed down my body, lapping his tongue at my engorged nipples. I jumped and whimpered, my pussy juices dripping down my ass crack. Steam blanketed our bodies as he tossed my legs over his shoulders. His fingertips parted my folds and exposed me to the lecherous heat of his pulsing breath. I closed my eyes and braced myself, readied myself for the beautiful strokes of his tongue. I groaned when his lips fell on my clit.

“Oh, Logan.”

He lapped thick stripes up my dripping slit as my heels dug into his back.

“Oh, yes,” I whispered.

He slipped one finger into my throbbing pussy, then two. I slowly rolled my hips against his hands, taking my time with every sensation that ran through my body. Fire heated my gaze and electricity swirled my mind. Goosebumps ricocheted along my skin while my toes curled. His pinky traveled down the slope of my ass. He teased my soaked, puckered hole. When he pressed his finger into my ass, I almost flew through the roof.

“Oh, shit!” I exclaimed.

“There it is,” Logan groaned.

“Holy fuck. Oh—oh my gosh.”

“That’s it. Let it go, Ava.”

“Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.”

“Mmmm, so divine for me. Let me hear you. Let me hear all of you.”

I bucked wildly against his face. I reached down and fisted his soaked tendrils. I ground my swollen clit into his lips as his fingers filled my holes. It was all too much, and yet it wasn’t enough. My heart slammed against my chest so hard, I thought it would break my sternum and come tumbling out. I’d never felt so fulfilled, so full in all my life. The sensations were indescribable, and I fell over the edge before I could catch my breath.

“Mmm. Yes. So tasty, Ava.”

My jaw unhinged to cry out, but no sound emerged. Pleasure pinned my body to the ground as Logan’s tongue rested against my clit. I moved against it even though I was unaware of my own movements. I shook against his face even though I was no longer in control of what I was doing. My jaw quivered. My hands cramped. My toes curled so deeply, my thighs hurt. My back collapsed against the shower floor, and I panted for breath, my heart racing a thousand times a second.

Then Logan appeared in my vision.

“I love you so much,” I whispered.

Tears crested my eyes and ran down the sides of my face as a soft smile crossed his lips.

“I love you too, Ava.”

His lips came down to meet mine, and in that moment, his cock slid effortlessly against my swollen walls. I lifted my hips to meet him, to greet his entrance into my body as his hands found mine. Our fingers threaded together, and he pinned my hands above my head. Our eyes connected and I saw my reflection in his gaze. His beautiful, steely gaze that held my entire world.

“I’ll never let you go,” I said breathlessly.

“I’ll never give you a reason to,” Logan said.

His hips rolled against mine, our eyes never wavering from the other’s. I locked my legs around him and met his hips thrust for thrust, our breaths mingling together. I dug my nails into the tops of his hands. His cock filled me and stroked my walls in ways I had come to adore. He filled me completely, perfectly, in every way that mattered. And as my lips connected with his, I felt all his love pour over onto my body.

He slid his arms behind my back and pulled me into his body. He sat back on his heels, holding me in his lap as I clung to him. Water drenched us, soaked our hair and covered our bodies. His hips snapped up into mine as I helplessly hung there, my nails digging into his back. He grunted in my ear. Growls rumbled from his chest. I gasped his name and whimpered for more, needing him closer than I’d ever needed any other person in my life. He stood and pinned me against the shower wall. Our lips connected as his thrusts became pounding. My tits jumped against his chest, and my entire body shook at the electricity running through my veins.