Even though I’m ready to follow through with my promises, I need to warm her body, plus a little extra foreplay never hurt anyone. I hold her as she lifts her other leg and climbs in. Her hand falls from my dick, as she submerges to her shoulders. “Plenty of room for two,” she says.
I slide in behind her and she leans against me. I adjust her a bit, so she’s not crushing my nuts. Her head lifts and she gazes at the stars through the skylight. “A girl could get used to this,” she says as I reach around her, take her breasts into my hands. I rub my thumbs over her nipples and she presses into me. I pinch slightly, and she gasps. I let go, and lightly stroke her pebbled nubs to ease the sting.
“Katee, there are so many things I’m going to do to you.”
“Like what?” she asks, her voice shaky as I slide my hand lower, until it’s between her legs.
“First I want to show you there is nothing wrong with you by giving you a mind-blowing orgasm,” I say, and she takes a fast breath.
“What if I can’t?”
I hear real worry in her voice. “You can. I’m going to learn your body, and give you everything you need. I promise you that, and you know I’m a man of my
word.” That gives me pause. Am I betraying her trust by not telling her what I’m really up to? I’m not sure, but I can’t take a chance on losing her if she doesn’t feel the same.
“I love that about you,” she whispers.
“Oh, is that what you love about me?” I tease.
I lightly stroke her folds, then pull them apart. When I touch her clit, her hips lift and she lets loose the sexiest bedroom noise. Nice. “I’m going to spend a lot of time right here,” I say, as her clit swells beneath my touch.
“Yes,” she whispers. I play with her pussy, and her legs fall open against the side of the tub. Jesus fuck, I can’t wait to get my mouth on her, my cock inside her. But I’ve been wanting her like this for so many goddamn years, I’m sure I’m going to blow my load before we even get started—especially if she gives me one of her porn star blowjobs.
She grows silky wet beneath my touch and before the water washes away all her lubricant, I ask, “Are you warm now?”
“Yes,” she murmurs. “I’m hot, actually.”
I laugh at that. “Good, now let me get you on that bed and heat you up a whole lot more.”
I stand, and help her from the tub. Water drips down her neck and pools on her nipple. I’ve never seen a sexier sight. She grabs two towels off the fancy gold towel tree and hands one to me.
She dries herself as she crosses the room, and I can’t help but feel a measure of nervousness now that I’ve set this plan into motions. This is Katee, not some random bunny who sleeps around, and this is a delicate situation. I want to do right by her. Want to give her what she needs while proving how good we can be. I can only hope that by the end of the week, she sees me as more than a best friend.
Don’t fuck this up, dude.
8
Katee
I reach the bed and turn to see if Luke has followed me. He’s slowly making his way toward me, the intensity of his gaze unlike anything I’ve ever seen before. It burns through me, takes the air from my lungs until I’m a little lightheaded, unsteady on my feet. I hold the towel to my needy body as my skin comes alive, everything in me wide awake and aware that my best friend is a real guy, and right now he has a major erection aimed my way.
I’m going to have sex with my best friend!
He stops walking and angles his head. His gorgeous blue eyes move over my face. “Second thoughts?” he asks, like he can read my mind, which he probably can. No one knows me quite the way he does.
I take one quick minute to think about it, then shake my head. “No. I want this.” Not only do I want to know what I’ve been missing out on, I want Luke’s hands on my body, his cock inside me. It’s insane really, considering we’ve known each other forever, and have always stayed within the friend zone. But ever since we watched porn, and he put the idea of sex in my head, I can’t get it out. I’m pretty sure, the only way to move past this, and save the friendship, is to climb between the sheets with him. It’s the only way I can get sex with him out of my brain. I’m sure come tomorrow I’ll be back to normal, with a better understanding of how a guy should rock my world between the sheets. I take a breath and let it out slowly. Okay, girl, you’ve got this. I’m about to lay on the bed when I notice Luke hasn’t moved. “Wait, do you still want to do this?”
“Oh, yeah,” he says, and the amount of relief I feel is a little bit crazy. His gaze rakes over me possessively as he kicks one leg out to set himself back into motion, stalking toward me like a man on a mission. When it comes right down to it, I guess he is. I take in his beautiful body, his impressive cock, and an unfamiliar, tingly heat races through my veins, settles deep between my quivering legs. If I don’t soon sit, I’m going to fall.
“On the bed,” he commands, in a tone I’ve never heard him use with me before. “Legs open, hands grabbing those slats.” He gestures toward the headboard and my body vibrates. Sex has always been vanilla, but something tells me this man likes a little kink.
I let my towel slide down my body, and my heart crashes against my ribs as I settle myself on the bed, and spread my thighs for him. Without ever taking his eyes off my body, he walks around me, picks up his champagne glass and takes a sip. Desperate for him to touch me, do something, anything, I widen my legs more, and my pussy lips spread.
“Mmm,” he says, his gaze latching on to my sex. “Such a pretty shade of pink.”
“Luke,” I growl.
“Yeah,” he says lazily, but I can sense his urgency. He’s trying to take this slow. While I appreciate that he’s deliberately unhurried for my sake, there is a desperate sort of need taking up residence between my legs