Forbidden Touch: A Best Friends To Lovers Romance

by Iona Rose

  Giggles erupted in the room.

  “You and Blaze,” Amelia said. “We’re all curious. Have you been at it for two days?”

  A tingle swept up from the back of my neck and made its way to my face. I grinned foolishly, at a loss for words. I couldn’t deny Blaze and I had been having sex but I couldn’t confess it either. I wasn’t the kind of girl who was comfortable talking about my sex life.

  “I thought you were friends,” Terry said, a look of worry on her face. “If I knew there was something between you guys—”

  “There wasn’t,” I said quickly.

  “Mmmm… new development,” Amelia said. “I always sensed an underlying chemistry between the two of you. I told Jack but he said I was wrong.”

  “It’s nothing permanent,” I said lamely.

  “Well, I’m glad you’re having a good time,” Amelia said.

  “Okay, let’s leave Brooke’s private life alone,” Emily said, to my relief. She was Amelia’s best friend and in charge of the bachelorette party. “Here’s a bathrobe.” She handed me a silky blue bathrobe.

  So much for dressing sexy but it was a good idea. The bathrobe was more comfortable. I left my purse on a table and went to the bedroom to change.

  When I returned to the living room, Emily was arranging what looked like zucchini on the table and plastic knives.

  There was one new girl and Amelia introduced her as her good friend, Camilla. She’d flown in the previous night, in time for the party.

  Amelia handed me a glass of wine and I sunk onto the carpet and sat down.

  It was nice to unwind after such an intense couple of days. Amelia and her friends had known each other for years but I didn’t feel left out as they made sure to include me in the conversation. It was nice to sit and just listen.

  “Ready,” Emily said when I was on my second glass of wine. “Now, here are the rules. Everyone is to pick a plastic knife and a zucchini. You’re welcome to pick one that is closest to your partner’s size.”

  We all laughed at this.

  My gaze zeroed in on the largest zucchini.

  Emily went on, “I’ll set a timer, and in ten minutes, your job is to carve out a penis. You’re best art work. Then we’ll all pick a winner. The most realistic looking one wins. Get moving girls. Pick your tools.”

  I picked the big zucchini instigating another burst of laughter.

  “Lucky you,” Sofia, one of the girls said.

  I blushed but said nothing.

  The room grew silent when Emily started the timer and we started carving. I couldn’t believe how intimate I had become with Blaze’s cock. I knew all the curves and veins. My mouth watered as I remembered the drops of precum that formed on the tip of his cock.

  And suddenly, I couldn’t wait to taste him again, to frantically work at taking all of him in my mouth and hear his deep groans.

  “Are you frightened?” Camila asked Amelia.

  Amelia shook her head. “Not at all. Jack is awesome and we were friends first. I trust him. It’s like getting married to your best friend.”

  My mind wandered as the girls talked. I mused about my relationship with Blaze. I trusted him as a friend but I would never trust him as a lover. I would be frightened that he would end it at any moment.

  I wished now that I had listened to his reasons when he ended it with his numerous lovers. I’d never been interested in his love life and it hadn’t been something we discussed a lot just as we hadn’t really discussed mine.

  “Time’s up!” Emily announced loudly.

  We all groaned.

  I looked at my piece of vegetable art and giggled. It was a massive cock. We had a fun time in the next half an hour as we examined each girl’s masterpiece. We took a vote and Camilla won. Her cock was medium sized and intricately curved with all the details shockingly well done.

  “Not fair,” Amelia said with a laugh. “Camilla is an artist; she was bound to win.”

  “Yeah,” the dark-haired beauty said. “That and the fact that I spend too much time with my vibrator.”

  Time flew by and Emily never ran out of games to keep us busy and laughing. At the end of the evening, she played a recording of Jack answering questions. She paused it and we all sat back with our wine as she asked Amelia the same questions and compared the answers. Amelia got only one question wrong.

  Blaze and I would ace that quiz, as we knew each other so well.

  Emily had organized with the resort for dinner to be brought to the suite. Trays of finger foods were brought in by uniformed waitresses and arranged on the table.

  “I hope the boys are having as good a time as we are,” Amelia said in a wistful tone.

  She was probably missing Jack. A part of me missed Blaze even if I knew I had no right to miss him. He was my vacation fling and there were no feelings attached. I wondered if he had been relieved when I laid it out for him. Had he let out a breath he’d been holding when I told him it was just sex between us?

  There were so many complications waiting for us when we returned to our real lives. As the wine kicked in, I lost the will to tame my thoughts. Thoughts I had managed to keep at bay since Blaze and I started sleeping together.

  We had just bought a house together. How the hell were we going to continue fixing it, and if that wasn’t enough of a problem, we worked together. I should have thought harder before dropping my panties for him.

  I groaned inwardly as the realization of the mess I had created hit me. It would only be awkward for a few weeks, I told myself. After that, we would slowly go back to our normal relationship and the week we had spent in Hawaii sleeping together would be a distant memory.

  I felt sure that Blaze and I weren’t the first pair of friends who’d had sex. And I felt sure other friendships had survived too. We would look at it as a blip in an otherwise perfect friendship.

  The party went on until late in the night and close to midnight, one of the girls suggested we finish off the party with a drink in the bar downstairs.

  “What about the robes?” someone asked.

  “We’ll keep them on,” Emily said with a giggle.

  We left the suite and headed downstairs. As we entered the bar, heads turned our way, their attention caught by our cute silk robes. As it happened, the guys were in the bar too and we went straight to their table.

  Blaze stood up and headed towards me. Muscles rippled underneath his shirt as he walked.

  My man. The thought formed in my brain and I quickly shred it to pieces. Blaze was my temporary guy. Someone to scratch my itch while we were on vacation.

  He slipped a hand inside my robe, snaked around my waist and pulled me close. He brought his nose to mine and then angled his face to kiss me. The rest of the world faded as our mouths meshed and our tongues danced and intertwined.

  “Do you want to dance?” I asked, pulling away. I felt exposed to everyone’s eyes as we stood in the middle of the bar making out. The dance floor was crowded and a natural camouflage.

  “Anything, as long as I get to hold you,” Blaze replied and led me to the dance floor.

  The music was soft and couples clung to each other. We found a spot and Blaze pulled me back into his arms. In true Blaze style, he undid the strap of the robe and slipped his hands under it. Underneath the robe, I wore a bra and panties and with us being almost the same height, his cock pressed against my pussy.

  He splayed his hands on my ass cheeks, kneading them softly. “I missed you,” he whispered into my ear.

  It was my cue to repeat the sentiments. Words which had previously left my mouth easily refused to form. Instead, I kissed him hard on the mouth. I trembled as Blaze’s cock prodded my pussy. I imagined how hard it would feel inside me. I couldn’t wait for us to return to the condo.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Blaze

  I had to be the luckiest guy in the whole world. It was two in the morning and rather than sleeping, my woman was on her knees feeding on my cock. I pumped in time t
o the rhythm of her mouth.

  I caressed Brooke’s thick mass of hair and reveled in the sensations her tongue was creating by swirling around my sensitive head.

  As far as I was concerned there were three types of women when it came to sucking cock. The first group, who were the majority, sucked cock like they were eating a banana. And not a particularly tasty one. To them, it was a duty they couldn’t wait to finish.

  The second group were skilled but like the first, they did it because it was a necessary evil when having sex.

  The third group were few and far between. They sucked cock with unhurried skill and they moaned as they did it. They received more pleasure from sucking cock than the recipient.

  Brooke fell firmly in the third group. She fed on my cock like it was an ice cream cone which she didn’t want to end.

  She moaned in between licks and I would bet her pussy was on fire and her nipples were hard peaks.

  I let out a guttural moan as she took my cock down her throat without gagging. My self-control shattered as I tightened my hold on her head and pumped into her mouth. Her hands reached around me and she dug her fingernails into my ass as if to urge me to fuck her mouth harder. “I’m going to come baby,” I said, giving her time to withdraw her mouth.

  She did and looked up at me. “Come in my mouth. I promise not to spill a drop.” She took my cock back into her mouth.

  Her words were still ringing in my head as I came in her mouth. My whole body shuddered with the intensity of the orgasm.

  Brooke licked her lips and then grinned up at me. “Yum,” she said, smiling cheekily.

  It never ceased to amaze me how all that time Brooke and I had been friends, we’d ignored the great chemistry between us. We could light a fire with the strength of our attraction. I might have missed the train before, but I had no intention of missing it again.

  We slipped into bed naked and cuddled together. I stroked her hair softly as I contemplated my next words. Three in the morning was not the best time to have the conversation I was about to have with Brooke but the wedding was in two days and there were a lot of activities planned between now and then.

  There might not be another chance for us to talk. “I’m looking forward to going back home after the wedding,” I said.

  “What?” Brooke asked. “How can you think of grimy New York when in this paradise?”

  The conversation definitely was not going how I wanted it to. “I’m excited about us Brooke,” I said quietly.

  She went still. “There’s no us.”

  “Is this it for you?” I asked, perplexed and a little hurt to be honest. Usually, I was the one who said those lines when a girl came on too strongly.

  She moved away from my chest and rolled to the other side of the bed. She faced the ceiling and pulled the covers up to her chin. She was so close to me but it felt like she was a million miles away.

  I could feel her pulling away but there was nothing I could do.

  “The girls asked me and I said there was nothing between us and that we were just fooling around.”

  I faced her even though I couldn’t see her face clearly in the semi darkness. “Fooling around? Is that what you call what we’re doing?”

  “That’s the only thing you’re capable of Blaze. A girl can’t hold your interest for more than a couple month and to be honest, I’m not interested in trying.”

  Pain rumbled through my chest. “What are your plans for the rest of the vacation?” I asked her. I was a sucker for pain it seemed.

  She shrugged as if she didn’t care either way.

  Now in this moment, I felt sorry for the fuckers who had gone before me in trying to win Brooke’s heart. She was my best friend but she was a cold bitch.

  “We could continue enjoying each other or stop. The important thing is that it ends when we get on a plane back home. Oh, and I’d appreciate it if none of our coworkers or friends know about this.”

  “So, not only is my opinion unimportant, I’m to be your dirty little secret?” I exploded.

  She threw the covers and got up from the bed. “I think I’ll sleep in my bed tonight. I don’t need this emotional drama.”

  For the first time in my life, I was struck speechless. I watched helplessly as she picked up her clothes from the floor and left. How could I have thought I knew Brooke? The woman who had uttered the terms of our affair was not the Brooke I knew.

  I stewed in bed and tried to make myself fall asleep. I wasn’t in the right frame of mind to make any decisions. I felt too angry and humiliated.

  Damn Brooke!

  Amelia and Jack organized another minivan to take us to a popular aquarium center in Oahu.

  Brooke and I sat as far from each other as we could.

  When I woke up that morning, she wasn’t in the apartment and did not come back until it was time to change and leave for the resort.

  We had exchanged wary good mornings and walked together to join everyone else for the day’s excursions. It hurt that we couldn’t talk about it but her words still hurt. She had spoken as though I was a piece of meat to be used and then discarded.

  Her words had been like a blow and to be honest, I was tired of being the one who wanted more. The one who had dreams about our relationship. If what she wanted was cock without emotions, I could give her that too.

  After all, I was the one who had perfected that game. I could fuck and not give a fuck. I would play by her rules, no problem and when we returned to New York, we would move on with our lives.

  We walked around the aquarium in small groups. I was with a couple of the guys and ahead of us were Amelia and Jack, holding hands and whispering into each other’s ear.

  It made me lonely for Brooke.

  I looked behind and met her stare. She was with my mom and my aunty. She gave me a tentative smile and then looked away. Was she remembering the time when we had gone to an aquarium center with my family?

  We’d been about seven years old. It had seemed like an enchanted place as Brooke and I walked around the aquarium surrounded by tanks of water and huge swimming sea animals. It had been our first time in an aquarium center. I wished she was with me to reminisce about that first visit.

  Caleb dragged us to a huge tank to look at a sea dragon and then proceeded to rattle off facts about it.

  “Remember our first visit to the aquarium back home?” a voice whispered in my ear.

  I threw my head back and laughed. It felt like weeks since I’d heard Brooke’s voice. “I was just thinking about that,” I said to her.

  She slipped her hand into mine as we stood in front of the massive glass and stared at the sea dragon flapping its leaf like body.

  “I’ve never seen one of these,” she whispered.

  I felt so relieved to push our issues under the rug. I was emotionally wrung out and at that moment, I just wanted to have a good time with my best friend, not fight with my lover.

  The day which had seemed dull, changed and my spirits lifted. We made stupid jokes about some of the sea creatures.

  Amelia shook her head at us as she went past.

  As always, Brooke and I had fun together like we always did, when we didn’t have any emotional crap bogging us down.

  I had been so sure that we were right for each other but when I got my best friend back, I had to question myself on whether I wanted to lose Brooke my friend over a relationship that might not work. I had called Brooke a cold bitch, albeit in my mind, but I wondered if she had been right.

  Maybe we were not cut out to be more than friends. Sometimes, knowing each other so well wasn’t a good thing. At least, not for relationships.

  It would be tough to forget that side of our relationship because hands down, Brooke was the most sensual lover I’d ever had, with whom I’d felt one with and who had broken down all my defenses. With Brooke, I was myself in and out of bed.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Brooke

  I woke up with delicious aches and pains on the mo
rning of the wedding. I smiled at Blaze’s naked sleeping form next to me. After another day of excursions, the previous day, we had come back to the condo, taken a shower and gone out to the beach to catch the last of the sun before the night set in.

  We had swum in the ocean, taken another shower together and then gone for dinner. We opted to eat at the restaurant downstairs rather than go to the resort. Then we’d returned to the condo and proceeded to make a history we were never going to forget.

  I had teased Blaze about his prowess and staying power between the sheets and he’d teased me about my unquenchable lust.

  I yawned and then turned to glance at the time. 10.30 AM. Blaze was supposed to be at the resort with the other groomsmen in fifteen minutes. I shook him awake. I kissed him full on the mouth.

  His eyes popped open. “It’s bound to be a wonderful day with such a start,” Blaze said, a smile coming over his gorgeous features.

  Pangs of sadness came over me. We only had two nights and then back to real life. “You’d better get up if you want it to be wonderful. You have fifteen minutes to shower and get your gorgeous ass to the resort.”

  He grinned. “You have a way with words, Hot Sauce.” He pulled me for a kiss then groaned and pushed away the covers. “Jack owes me for this.”

  I giggled as I watched him moodily grab a towel.

  “I’m leaving my bed when there’s a gorgeous woman in it,” he mumbled.

  I loved his sweet words even though I knew they meant nothing. For two more days, I could pretend we were long term lovers. I could even go as far as acting as if Blaze was in love with me. “Poor baby,” I crooned.

  He stared at me and then made as if to say something. He changed his mind and blew me a kiss before padding off to the bathroom.

  I didn’t have to be at the resort until noon, when the wedding was scheduled to start.

  When Blaze left, I got up and made myself a cup of coffee then carried it to the balcony. I tried to imagine what Amelia was feeling as she prepared to say her vows to the man she loved.