Friends to Lovers_A Fake Fiance Romance

by Mia Ford

  As I walk away from Liz and Pete – who has remained silent I notice – I feel like I’m floating on air. I’m barely even touching the ground any longer, just hovering along the ground. A happy cloud encases me, it lifts me up and makes me feel more excitable than I ever have done before. This is utterly incredible.

  “Come on, Melissa,” I say as I pass her, soaking in the shocked look on her face. “Let’s get out of here.”

  “But what about your award…”

  I shake my head. “I don’t care about that. I just want to go, to spend some time with you.”

  She lifts up slowly, keeping her eyes fixed on mine the entire time, and she gives me her hand. Walking out of that meeting with this beautiful, special woman is the most incredible sensation in the whole damn world. I would give up ten thousand awards for it. I honestly don’t care about that anyway. Everything in that room is from my past, and it’s a past that I don’t want anymore. Now, all I want is the present, the future. The future that might well include Melissa if I play my cards right.

  “So, where do we go from here?” Melissa asks me with a shake in her voice. “What now?”

  “Home,” I answer her with a glow about me. “We’re going home.”

  There’s nowhere I would rather be in the world than here, with her. I wrap my arm around her and pull her close to me, hugging her and allowing my feelings to shift.

  Chapter Six – Melissa

  “I know we’re early, Mom, but the night is over now. You can go. Honestly, it’s fine, I promise.”

  I listen to Nick talking to his mother but the words barely go in. I can’t get involved in this conversation at all. My brain keeps darting everywhere, I can’t even think about this roller coaster of an evening. It’s been insane. First, we went to a night to make Liz jealous, then all of a sudden, he’s kissing me and making me feel wonderful, then Liz is giving me hell in the bathroom and I’m considering running away, the next thing Nick yells at Liz and we leave… I can just about recall the events of the night in the right order, it’s the emotions I can’t fathom.

  “Did you have a good night?” Nick’s mom asks me warily as she passes me. “Was it okay?”

  I know she’s worryied and to be honest it makes me want to confide in her, but I can’t do it. Not with Nick here. This is a conversation that I need to have when Nick isn’t around so I can get a more honest answer.

  “It was okay,” I rasp back. “But I’m glad to be back now. I need to get out of this dress.”

  I’m making a joke because the dress isn’t usually something I’d wear, but because of the kiss I’m acutely aware of how that might come across. My cheeks flame painfully because of that, I feel so embarrassed.

  Nick’s mom doesn’t seem to notice. She pulls me in for a hug and leans in close to my ear. “Talk to me if you need to, I know what Liz is like just as much as you do. You know that I’m always here for you.”

  I’m blown away by how perceptive she is. How can she know this without me even saying anything? I nod slowly, but keep my mouth sealed shut for fear of letting too much out. I let her go and watch her leave.

  Once she’s gone and the door has shut behind her, Nick gets back from checking on Toby and I suddenly become consumed by the reminder that we’re now very much alone again for the first time since that kiss. This time the heat creeps right through my body. I don’t even know where to look, never mind how to act.

  “Is… Toby okay?” I ask lamely, jumping on the first safe topic I can think of.

  “Yeah, he’s fine. Sleeping like a baby. Would you like a drink?” I nod. “Yeah, you could probably use it after that. I know I could. That was wild, wasn’t it? I’m sorry that you got all mixed up in it though.

  I follow him into the kitchen and watch as he pours us both a tumbler of something amber colored and very expensive looking. He slides the glass across to me and I take a swig. It’s so strong that it makes my face screw up. It burns, but it feels good too. The shock of how gross it is, really takes the edge off a little.

  It also seemingly makes my lips a whole lot looser. “You know, when I asked you where we go from here, I wasn’t just talking about leaving the dinner thing.” I swirl the remaining drink around in the glass while I stare at it, needing something to look at other than him. “You know that, right?”

  “I know,” he replies gruffly.

  All of a sudden, his fingers curl around mine and I feel him slip the glass from my fingers. His hot touch sends those all too familiar sparks racing all through me and my eyes are drawn back towards him as if I have absolutely no control over them. When they connect with his, my heart thuds, I’m breathless and weird, this is almost too much. Now, I feel even crazier, this isn’t just a crush on him anymore, nor is it a friendship with repressed feelings, it’s a storm brewing, a powerful hurricane and as soon as that explodes, I’ll lose myself completely.

  “That kiss,” Nick murmurs, almost to himself. “That kiss was something else. Seriously.”

  Then his head bends down and his lips are on mine again. He closes the gap between us in an instant, giving me absolutely no time to think. I still want to know what all of this means, but right now he has my brain powering down again. All I can really think about is all the years we’ve gone without kissing one another. How did we survive? How did this magnetic chemistry not reveal itself sooner? So much could be different.

  Nick wraps his hands around my waist and he lifts me up onto his dining table. I go willingly, excited to see where this one kiss will take us. My thighs part and he slides in eagerly between my legs. The parts of our bodies that I never thought would connect are touching right now, I can feel just how turned on I am. Maybe a little bit of me thinks this should be strange, after being friends for so long, to now be in this position, but honestly, it’s delicious. I love it so much. There’s a pulsing sensation at my core, throbbing desperately for him.

  I groan and toss my head back, sliding my eyes closed as his lips move from mine over to other parts of my body. They brush over my neck, my collar bone, and down towards my breasts. As Nick gets nearer I can feel my nipples hardening for him, needing him. If only this damn dress wasn’t in the way.

  “Oh!” I gasp as I hear a tearing sound. He’s ripped the dress away from my flesh as if it’s paper. It was expensive, I’m sure of it, but he’s treating it as if it’s nothing but an inconvenience. Thankfully, I feel the same way. I want it gone just as much as he does. “Oh, Nick, wow…”

  I’m not wearing a bra, I couldn’t with the style of this dress, so it isn’t long at all until his mouth connects with my nipple. He rolls his tongue over it, sucking upon it as if it’s giving him life, and I tangle my hands up in his hair with sheer desire as he does. This is out of hand, I know we’ve gone too far and that it’s a dangerous game we’re playing, but there’s no stopping us now. We’ve overstepped that line, gone way too far.

  Nick eagerly moves his mouth further down my body, tearing the rest of the dress as he goes. It’s a wreck now, absolutely ruined and I just want it gone for good. I can’t stand it anymore. I can feel a sheen of slick sweat sprouting up over my skin and I want Nick to continue licking it off everywhere.

  Once he reaches my thighs, Nick falls to his knees on the ground beneath me. He runs his lips tantalizingly up and down my leg while he slid my lacy panties down. The knowledge that Nick is finally going to see that part of me doesn’t scare me at all. I want him to, I want to know just what he feels like too.

  “Oh God,” he moans as his finger brushed against my soaking wet slit. “Oh, Melissa, you feel so…”

  I don’t hear the rest of his sentence because at that moment one of his velvety fingers slides right into me. It feels so fucking good I could scream. I never knew it was possible to be sent flying so high by a mere touch. He moves his fingers in and out of me, pumping into me, brushing hard against the table as he does. Then he makes all of the sensations even more intense by moving his mouth in so I can feel
his breath upon me. It tickles me, makes my heart race even faster, and causes me to cling desperately to the wood beneath my butt.

  “Can I taste you?” he asks quietly. “I really want to taste you, Melissa.”

  “Yes,” I whimper back, wanting that more than anything else in the world. “Yes, you can.”

  His tongue lightly touches my hyper sensitive clit making my hips buck towards him. Immediately I feel like I’m going to explode, the sensations are phenomenal. He licks again and again, sending my head spinning to a very dizzy place. I can barely feel myself through the vibrations anymore, I don’t know what I’m doing.

  “Oh, fuck,” I whine, rolling my core towards him letting his tongue envelop me. “Fucking hell, Nick.”

  He presses his tongue harder into me, tipping me towards the edge. I can feel myself rolling towards the abyss of bliss and fuck me do I want to fall in willingly, head first, but before I do…

  “I need you,” I beg him, not caring how it sounds. “I need you inside of me.”

  He doesn’t need telling twice, he’s back up kissing me in an instant. His mouth is all over mine while he fiddles with his trousers, pulling his cock free. I don’t get to see it but I can feel it teasing my entrance, begging to be let in. I drag myself nearer to the edge of the table so I’m hanging off just a little bit. When he slides inside of me I want to feel all of him, I need every single inch of him, inside of me. This isn’t the way that either of us thought that this night would end, and because of that I’m aware that it may not happen again. I need to get this insatiable appetite quenched while I can. I need something to remember once it’s over.

  Nick gasps and pants as he grabs a condom from his pocket and he rolls it down over his length. Once he’s covered up, he pushes himself into me, causing us both to moan desperately. I cling to his neck while he thrusts, needing to hold him to connect me to the earth. His fingers are wrapped around the table, either side of my butt, and his knuckles have gone white because he’s clinging so hard. The rhythmic sensation of his movements, the way that his cock brushes expertly against my clit, it sends me flying even higher than before.

  “Oh shit,” I groan desperately, lolling as the pleasure begins to creep. It starts as a heat in my toes and works its way up through my legs all the way to my burning loins. It pools in my stomach, swirling along with the storm, and soon it washes over my body, crashing over me in a tsunami of waves, shattering me completely. It’s too much, it’s too intense, I cannot stop it. “Oh shit, Nick.”

  The orgasm encases me, it brings me closer to Nick in a way that I never thought it would. Before now, I’ve always thought of an orgasm as a very personal thing, just for me, but this time it makes me feel connected to Nick, even more so than before. It makes me love him harder, it solidifies our friendship, it makes me feel special.

  Nick kisses me as the pleasure explodes from him and I swallow up his screams. I can feel him tense up, vibrate, and deflate and that’s a feeling that I want to experience more of. I don’t want this to be the first and only time, I don’t want to let him go. I might really have some feelings for him, more than a crush.

  “Come on,” Nick gasps, still inside of me. “Let’s go to bed. You aren’t going anywhere else tonight.”

  He lifts me up and carries me to his bedroom as if I weigh nothing and as we go relief floods me. He wants me here too which is wonderful because it really might well be the start of something…

  Chapter Seven – Nick

  I stir in my bed, waking up as the sunlight streams into my room. I’m usually really good at closing the curtains, especially on the weekends when I don’t have to be up for the school run and I can have a lie in, so I don’t know why I didn’t last night… oh! All of a sudden, the moment I see the body lay spread across my sheets, very naked, it all comes screaming back to me. The event, the date, the kiss… and everything else.

  I prop myself up onto my elbow and smile down at her sleeping body. She looks more like herself now without the fancy clothes and the make up. Her hair is messier, just like it usually is, and I have to admit she looks better. But it’s also a stark reminder that we probably shouldn’t be here. I mean, she’s my friend, not someone to have sex with. We have a history together, one that I don’t want to throw down the drain for nothing. Just because the sex was amazing last night, and fuck me was it good, and not just because I haven’t been laid in forever, doesn’t mean we have to start something, does it? If we stop now, we can put it down to a one time moment of madness, a minute where everything went crazy before normal service resumed. We can be friends again.

  Do I want that though? I ask myself curiously. Or do I want more? I need to figure it out.

  “Mmm…” Melissa stirs and pries her eyes open just a little bit. I could use some more time to work my feelings out, but I suppose seeing how she reacts to me will help too. “Good morning, you.”

  “Yeah…” I rasp back. “Morning.” I pause for a moment and stare at her. Right now, she looks happy, but she isn’t giving too much away. “I need to break her walls down. So, erm… yeah… that was a bit nuts, wasn’t it?”

  She giggles girlishly and I join in with her. It feels much better to laugh than anything else, if we don’t it could end up getting really complicated. I don’t know what else I can do. This is just so wild.

  “Do you feel good?” she asks me, shocking me. I open and close my mouth a couple of times just wondering how to answer that. “About Liz, I mean. You finally told her off last night. That must feel pretty good?”

  I can’t stop the big smile from spreading across my lips. I really do feel good. I guess I’ve been thinking a lot about Liz recently, confused as to why she’s left me and her son behind, but now I don’t care anymore. She isn’t worth my thoughts and time, I’m done. She isn’t a maternal figure, she doesn’t have a loving bone in her body, anyone who does couldn’t give up their parental rights, so she doesn’t deserve us. We can move on, finally.

  “Oh, I’m so glad,” I reply. “I didn’t really shout, I wasn’t angry, I just told her calmly what a bitch she is. I let everybody know what she’s like and now I can walk away with my head held high. I feel great.”

  “And you’re…” She blushes furiously and glances downwards. “Ready to move past it all now?”

  I nod slowly, really soaking this in. “Yes, I am. I really think that I am.”

  Her lips move towards mine and I find myself faced with a dilemma. This is the moment that I decide is this to be a one night stand, or a fling of some sorts. I need to make the choice, but with her coming towards me in such an intense way, it’s hard for my brain to think straight. I become a slave to the sensations instead…

  We kiss hard and fast. There isn’t any delicacy this time, no romance, just sheer hardcore passion. The morning and the new sober light has unleashed something very unexpected in Melissa and I have to say I like it a lot. I grab her, I yank her onto my lap, and I can feel her warm, wet desire, pressing against my morning glory. It sends my brain spinning, I lose all control of my thoughts, I’m completely wild for her already.

  Her hands move all over me, she kisses down my body at the speed of light, and I fling my hands behind her head as I watch her go. There are time constraints here, this is far more dangerous than last night, we have much more chance of being caught, but I like it. It adds to the taboo nature of this and amps up the thrill. Her fingers feel me everywhere, and because we’re both already naked, it isn’t long until her fingers brush against my rock hard cock. My back flips, I have a spasm of a reaction, which makes her smile to herself.

  Melissa looks at me, giving me an intense stare, and she runs her tongue along her lips. It shocks me, I can hardly believe that I haven’t noticed how sexy she is. How have I been only friend with her until now? Fuck, if I knew she would look like this in bed then I would have been doing this a whole lot sooner.

  She bends her head forwards, pushing her butt into the air as she goes and she wraps
her gorgeous plump lips tightly around my length. Her tongue darts over the tip, making my ears burn with passion. She touches my most sensitive are and I honestly feel like I’m about to fucking explode already. I might well lose my mind. I fist the sheets beneath me and buck my hips, forcing my cock further into her mouth. I hit the back of her throat without meaning to, but it’s like I’m an animal without any control over my body anymore. I’m driven by desire.

  Melissa lifts her eyes up to meet mine as she devours my length with ease, and the image of her like that, so submissive and eager to please, is one that I will keep locked in the back of my mind forever. It’s phenomenal, the best thing I’ve ever seen in my life and it leaves me about ready to explode.

  “N… not like this,” I plead as the tension in my thighs get too much. “I want to be inside of you.”

  Melissa takes one slow drag as she pulls her mouth away from me, giving me a tantalizing look as she goes. Then, once her lips are too far away from me, making me regret my words, she gives me a cheeky wink and turns around, still on her hands and knees, giving me a brand new view of her gorgeous body.

  “This is one position we didn’t try last night,” she gushes while wiggling her ass at me. “You up for it.”

  “Oh, fuck yeah,” I growl while scrambling to my knees. “Of course, I am!”

  As I reach into my night stand drawer to grab a condom, I can’t help admire the number of wrappers sitting there open. I know it’s been a long time but I’m still impressed by both of us and our appetite. I don’t think anything can stop us now, being sated for a moment isn’t long enough. I still want her afterwards, I always need her again. I just can’t get enough of her, it’s wild. I shake my head and smile to myself as I cover up my erection, unable to get over how long we’ve avoided giving in to this temptation.