It’s one that has the potential to change the trajectory of our entire friendship.
6
Easton
Air gets wedged in my lungs as my attention remains locked on hers. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything more in my life than I want Sasha. But she has to want it, too. This can’t be something she feels forced into.
Unable to resist exploring more, my fingertips slip beneath the waistband of her jeans in order to graze the soft skin beneath the material. This isn’t the first time I’ve laid hands on Sasha, but there has never been this level of intimacy between us. The feel of her, the breathy little sounds that escape from her are nothing short of addictive.
I want more.
No...I want everything.
Every sound. Every burst of pleasure.
I want it all.
“All you have to do is say the word and we’ll stop.” I force out the rest. “I’ll leave, and we’ll forget this ever happened.” When she remains silent, the tension ratchets up inside me to unprecedented levels. In the past, when I’ve fooled around with a girl, I didn’t care if she put the kibosh on what we were doing because I knew there would be another female waiting to take her place. What’s happening here couldn’t feel more different. This matters. She matters. “Is that what you want?”
My fingers still as I wait for her response.
When she shakes her head, the thick tension that had gathered in my shoulders evaporates as relief surges through me.
“Say the words,” I growl. “I need to hear them.”
“I don’t want you to leave, but than doesn’t mean I’m not scared.”
“I know, baby. I promise everything will be all right.” Even though I have no way of knowing if that statement is true, I’ve never been more certain of anything in my life. It’s crazy the way your eyes can be opened and everything around you is suddenly different, never to be the same again.
This is one of those moments.
Wanting to reassure her, my fingers slip from her jeans. I move over her upper body, caging her in so that my mouth can settle on hers. The moment our lips collide, she opens, and my tongue delves inside. This time, there is no hesitancy. And that is such a fucking turn on.
I nip at her lower lip before drawing the plump flesh into my mouth. A whimper escapes from her when I finally release it with a soft pop. My teeth scrape against the curve of her jaw before meandering down the slender column of her throat to her collarbone. My lips hover over one taut peak before pulling it deep into my mouth. Need ricochets through me as her hands drift to my shoulders. Her fingers bite into my bare flesh as I release her nipple, moving to the other one and giving it the same attention. I could play with her like this all night and not grow tired of it. But there’s so much more to explore. More I’m greedy to discover.
My movements sink lower as I pepper kisses against her ribs and over her belly before reaching her jeans. I glance up, holding her gaze as my fingers make quick work of the button and zipper before I’m sliding the thick material down her hips and thighs until there’s nothing but a thin scrap of fabric to hide her from me.
Now that we’ve broken down most of the barriers, I can’t stand for anything to come between us. My fingers slip beneath the delicate fabric at her hipbones before gradually revealing what lies beneath. My cock stiffens as her silky-soft mound comes into view. An inch more and her pussy is exposed. It only takes a few seconds to strip away her panties until she’s totally bare.
Holy fuck.
With my palms pressed against her knees, I force them apart. Even though I’ve been with my fair share of girls over the years, this is the first time I’ve ever wanted to take my time and savor the moment, soaking up all the little details. It’s the need to take this slow that makes me realize how different this experience is from all the others that have come before it.
Carefully, I raise one leg until I can slip between them. My hands slide from the inside of her knees to the supple skin of her inner thighs. Her gaze stays pinned to mine as my fingers stroke over her center, trailing from the bottom of her slit to the top of her mound and back again. I don’t stop caressing her until she’s shifting impatiently beneath my hands. Only then do I lower my mouth so that my breath can ghost over her delicate flesh. When she shudders, straining to get closer, I spread her lips so that my tongue can dance over her clit.