by Bri Stone
“Wait…” I held up one hand. Her expression softened as her chest heaved. Slowly, I got what she was hinting at.
“Do you…want me to do it the same way?” She opened her mouth then clamped it shut just as fast.
“I don’t want you to treat me like some breakable item—or say things to imply that I am.” I shook my head. I couldn’t believe it. I should have known she was just projecting earlier.
“I don’t…but you do want me to do it the same way with you, don’t you?” She averted her gaze. I leaned down and cocked my head to the side. “Lori?” She looked back at me hesitantly. Her gaze drifted, pausing at my lips and then eyeing my crotch. She blushed a dark shade of scarlet and I knew. I might regret it later; I could have thought it through more. But the blush spreading across her face and neck were all I needed to know.
In a second my lips were on hers, in another I was uncomfortably hard. She froze at first but then she leaned into the kiss. I grabbed her hips firmly and pressed her against my hardness, she gasped against my lips when she felt me. I forgot she was Lori, my best friend and saw her as a sexy as hell woman I was about to have sex with. About to fuck. And she wanted it. She pressed herself against me and latched her fingers into my hair.
Our lips were locked and my tongue was fighting hers as I backed her up against the wall. She groaned as I pressed myself against her center, spreading her legs. I felt her warmth against my thigh. My desire for her left me with little judgement but I wasn’t going to do this against a wall—it’s still my Lori.
I rubbed my hands around her and gripped her ass firmly. I lifted her up and she latched her legs around me instantly. I carried her into my bedroom and dropped her onto the bed. Our lips finally separated and she tugged her shirt off. She wasn’t wasting time. As she got rid of her shoes and socks I shucked off my shirt and jeans too. I guess she wasn’t giving me the honor of undressing her, the next time I looked at her she was completely naked.
“Fuck.” I took in her naked body. It always seemed like the first time. Her nipples were hard pink buds, begging to be sucked and licked.
She stared up at me with eager eyes as I removed my briefs. I was already perpendicularly erect, it was ridiculous.
“Fucking get to it, Dillon.” Her words shocked me, but I listened.
I climbed onto the bed and found her mouth again. My lips traveled to her neck and chest. I closed my mouth around one nipple and she arched her back into me, her fingers curling into my hair. I did the same to the other. She cried out when I bit on it softly. I smiled against her skin as I traveled farther down. She grabbed my hair when I was inches from her dripping sex, but it was to push me away.
“Just fuck me, please.” I looked up at her. She bit her lip softly and her breasts shuddered with every ragged breath she took.
“Not an option, Cheesecake.” I smirked and kissed her sex with my tongue. She cried out, all protest gone.
I worked her fast and slow, until she was writhing beneath me. Her soft thighs clamped around my head. I flicked my tongue against the right spot, she screamed so loud my neighbors could hear. It’s okay. They’re used to it. I knew she was about to come, she was shaking like San Andreas. But since she wanted to be mean, I stopped just before she did.
“What the…” she gasped. Her eyes stared into mine, bewildered and confused. I couldn’t help but laugh.
“I thought you wanted me to just fuck you.” I leaned back and her eyes immediately went to my cock. “Why do you stare at it like it’s going to eat you?” I teased her.
She shook her head and moved her legs to my waist to pull me closer. She was funny when she was horny.
“Not so fast.” I sang. Her breathless pants were like music to my ears as I tended to her hard nipples.
“Dillon…” I groaned. I loved when she said my name.
I was more than ready to be buried deep inside her. In one swift movement, I turned her over on her front. She landed with a soft thump. I gripped her hips and brought her ass into the air, she balanced on her forearms like a pro. Before I knew it, my hand was coming down on her soft ass.
“Fuck I’m…” I stared to apologize but she moaned with pleasure. I smiled to myself. She liked it.
I gripped her left ass cheek where I smacked her. I hadn’t meant to get carried away, but it didn’t backfire or anything. I reached in front of her and circled her clit softly. She was so sensitive; I knew she was already on the verge. I stopped teasing her and entered her in one hard motion. I stilled to give her time to adjust, but she bucked her hips to move against me. She asked for it. I think I turned into a different person when I started thrusting into her.
The head board clanked against the wall as I pummeled into her. I balanced on one knee to go deeper inside of her. It made her back arch farther. I slid my hand down the curve of her back and gripped the nape of her neck. My ears filled with her moans—unh unh unh…unh…ugghhhhh. Fucking music to my ears. I lost my head and slapped her ass again. She hissed in response and moaned louder. She never ceases to surprise me.
Her breathing hitched when I spread her cheeks apart, but then she went back to her breathless moans. I held her hips in my left hand as I drove into her. I trailed a finger down the crack of her ass until I reached her tight, puckered hole.
“Dillon!” She turned to look at me, but I was already sneaking my finger into her. her look of confusion turned back to bliss as her eyes rolled into her head. Her eyelids fluttered close as I worked her slowly with my finger and my cock. I think she was just as surprised to be liking it as I was.
“Fuck Cheesecake, you’re so tight.” I grunted. She was milking the shit out of me. somehow plugging her ass hole brought me closer to the edge.
“Do another one.” She said between gasps. I arched a brow but complied anyway. I knew she’d need some lubrication so I moved my finger out and circled it in her clit, gathering up more of her juices. I managed to keep the same fast rhythm as I did and pressed two fingers inside of her, just past the second knuckle of my middle finger.
“Ah, yes…” she breathed. She clutched the sheets so hard her knuckles turned white.
By the time she came I was seeing stars. She clenched around me—my fingers and my cock as she rode out her orgasm.
“Oh fuck…shit.” I clenched her ass in my left hand as I came inside of her in long spurts.
I collapsed on top of her, breathless. More than I had ever been. Holy hell. The last thing I expected was for her to let me slap her ass—and toy with her asshole. I’ve unleashed something. I smiled at the thought.
“So that’s how it is with everyone else?” She asked when we could breathe like normal people.
“No,” I shook my head, “they would be gone by now.” She widened her eyes.
“Seriously?” I nodded.
“First of all, they never came here. So, I would high tail it out of there before they started cuddling.” I threw my duvet over her, much as I wanted to look at her naked body, I didn’t want her to get sick.
“You don’t like to cuddle?”
“No. Well, I’ve only ever done it with you. I told you, I didn’t have any sort of attachment to those girls what so ever.” I responded. She laid on her side and turned to look up at the ceiling.
“So why haven’t you been having sex since…the first time we did it?” I looked at her like she told a joke.
“We’ve been going bareback; I wouldn’t give that up for anything.” She giggled softly. “Trust me. Condoms suck. I’ve never had sex without one before you.” She pursed her lips. I felt the need to tease her.
“Who knew you would like your ass plugged.” She turned a deep shade of red and shoved my shoulder.
“Shut up.”
“What? You did…you liked a lot of other stuff too. You’re like an onion, revealing layer after layer.” She sighed and clutched the duvet tighter to her chest. My eyes lingered on the swell of her breasts as she laid down. I wanted to run my fingers across them
, touch her soft skin. But we don’t do that.
“Yeah, I did. I just didn’t know you did all that. I bet you tie girls up too.” She looked at me with a funny expression. I laughed softly and shook my head.
“Nope. They tie me up.” Her mouth formed a hard ‘o’ and she stared back at me.
“Seriously?” I nodded.
“It was once. Laney from the twirl line.” I explained.
“Oh…you told me about that, I think. I can’t remember.”
“Because you never really listen.” She nodded.
“That’s true.” She sat up and stretched out. I stared at the lines of her back, the perfection. Even the slight freckles she had just under her neck.
“You’re really beautiful, Lorraine.” I said before I thought it through. She turned to look at me.
“Thanks.” She smiled softly.
“I mean it. You’re…the prettiest best friend I’ve ever had.” She arched her brow.
“I’m your only friend, period.” She laughed.
“You are.” I smiled softly and stretched out.
I liked this. Nothing changing between us. Before what I said today I was doing pretty good, but now I know this can work. Whatever it is, for however long it lasts.
“How are you so comfortable being naked.” She gestured to my body, everything in plain sight. I shrugged. She shook her head and got up.
“I’m going to shower.” She padded off to the bathroom.
“No shower sex?” I joked. Then she turned and her eyes lit up. Fuck. She’s insatiable.
“Up to you.” She stood behind the door and threw the duvet back on my bed. All I saw was the side of her body and then she disappeared.
I was all for having sex with Lori…really all for it. Against my better judgement, I got up and followed her in the shower. She didn’t turn as I used the second shower head to wash up. Once I finished, I turned around to see her washing her hair. I followed the soapy trail as it slid down her tight little body. Lori was honestly unlike any girl I have been with. The extra flesh on her thighs and ass were perfect, the concavity of her stomach was easily suckable and those fucking tits of hers…God she was perfect. Taking her anyway I could get her was something I couldn’t pass up.
I waited until she rinsed her hair off before I stepped up behind her. I dropped a hand between her legs and found her clit in seconds. I held her body close to mine with my other hand. Girl knew what she was doing when she rubbed her back against my throbbing cock.
“I’m going to take you like this.”
She gasped.
I turned her so she was pressed up against the shower door. I separated her legs with my thigh. I curled my hands around her inner thighs and lifted her up slightly, the height difference was substantial. I positioned myself at her entrance and thrust into her.
“Oh my…” she pressed her cheek against the glass as her lips puckered. I leaned in and kissed her softly. Her lips moved against mine eagerly.
I found a steady rhythm quickly. My grunts matched her loud moans. The closed shower made them seem louder. She was so slick and warm, every time I entered her I thought that was it. Her hips met my every move, her ass rippled every time she thrust against my pelvis. We kept going like that until she clenched around me. Her hands slid down the shower door as she came. I followed soon after, my teeth biting into the flesh of her shoulder as I came again.
Whatever we were doing, I was fucking enjoying it.
Twenty-Three:
I disappeared into the kitchen to make dinner. I think Lori was working in her room or something. It gave me time to think. I thought some space would do me good. Since we first had sex, we had still been around each other a lot. It was clouding my judgment. Especially since she was going on her date tomorrow—I couldn’t be here or I would say something else stupid.
I was making alfredo pasta with farfalle noodles and garlic bread. Lori loved Italian food, I wanted to make something for her. Once I set the pasta in to bake I went to tell her dinner was ready. I knocked softly and found her in her signature position reading. At least this time she was wearing tights. Not really any better when she rolled over.
“Hey I made dinner—alfredo pasta.”
“Ooo.” She bookmarked her book and followed me out.
She sat at the small dining table off the kitchen, staring at her phone. Probably reading a book.
“So, I read all your blogs. I’m sorry I haven’t been able to help you out with them.” I broke the silence halfway through our meal.
“That’s okay. I know you’re having a busy semester…have you done your intent to graduate and stuff?” I nodded.
“Like the middle of last month or something. Everything is in place I guess.”
“Good, I’m happy for you.” She smiled and kept eating. She ate four of the six slices of garlic bread I made and finished her pasta. We both had a glass of wine.
“I’ll wash.”
“I think I’m going to go home tomorrow—to see my parents.” I stood next to her at the sink. She glanced up at me.
“Oh. Why?” I never usually go home unless there is a holiday.
“I just want to see my mom. I miss her.” she raised her brows and made an ‘aww’ face.
“That’s sweet.” I hip butted her playfully.
“Shut up.” I laughed a bit. She racked the last plate and turned to face me. she leaned on the counter and crossed her arms, pushing her shirt down between the swells of her breasts. Fuck.
“You’re not leaving because of my date tomorrow, are you?” I shook my head a little too fast.
“No. it just so happens that I…just finished midterms and I’m tired. I want to go home and rest and eat my mom’s food. Maybe tell your dad about how we had sex.” She laughed aloud.
“Okay Dillon…I actually needed to tell you, um--” she bit her lip nervously and looked up at me. I arched my brow, urging her to continue.
She leaned off the wall and instead stood in front of me, backing up against the counter. This couldn’t be good. She was making a face.
“We shouldn’t do it anymore. Have sex, I mean.” I had to admit my heart sunk a little. But how long did I think it would go on? I exhaled slowly and nodded.
“Okay.” She sighed in relief, as if she expected a different reaction.
“It’s not that I don’t enjoy it—or want to.” I nodded.
“Of course not.” I smirked. She shook her head as she rolled her eyes.
“I just don’t want it to get in the way of our friendship. I know it didn’t, but I’m…afraid it will. I don’t want to lose you that way.” I nodded.
“I understand. Completely.” I smiled to reassure her. “I did have fun though…whatever lucky guy has you next won’t be able to get enough of you.” She grinned slightly.
“I am glad it was you though—that was my first. I guess it’s kind of cool I can say my best friend took my virginity.” She giggled softly. I crossed the space between us and hugged her. Her hands went to my sides and I stepped closer to feel her body against mine.
“I’m glad it was too.” I kissed the top of her head.
“When will you be back?” She asked, pulling away.
“Sunday night, I guess. I have class early on Monday, so I won’t be back too late.”
“Okay.” I smiled down at her.
“Why? You gonna miss me?” She shoved my chest.
“No. A little. You’ll miss Kit.”
“Who the hell is Kit?” She giggled.
“My date.” I scowled but then calmed my expression.
“Oh. I don’t want to meet Kit Kat.”
“Kit.” She corrected.
“I don’t care.”
I shuffled into the living room to watch Grey’s Anatomy. Lori joined me later with a book. After a few episodes, I kept dozing off. Riggs had just come in so Owen was a raging mess. It was my favorite part of the season.
“Are you leaving early?” Lori whispered. She was set
tled against my lap reading on her phone.
“Yeah. I want to be there by eleven or so.” It was only a three-hour drive, if I left by seven there would be less traffic.
“You should go to sleep, you’re dozing off.” The corner of my mouth tugged into a smile.
“You worried about me, Cheesecake?” she shook her head but smiled.
I stared down at her. I stared at her a lot. She was just so damn perfect. I wanted to reach out and touch her, but that wouldn’t be good. The soft curve of her cheek, the smooth roll of her nose, the outline of her lips…just perfect. Kit Kat was a lucky guy. Fuck. What if she likes him? One date turns in to two and then all of a sudden, they’re getting married. I was over reacting but it was possible.
When I dozed off for the fourth time I gave up and went to bed. I was gone as soon as I hit the pillow.
My blaring alarm went off at six thirty. Surprisingly, I got up immediately. I took a warm shower and dressed in sweats. I was lucky I had no assignments due on Monday, and I finished all my readings during the week so I could truly relax. I drank a quick cup of coffee and ate a granola bar. I didn’t need to pack a bag because I pretty much had two wardrobes.
I went into Lori’s room to say goodbye. She was fast asleep and cute as a button. Her hair was tangled all over her face, her mouth open and letting out small snores. I leaned down and brushed her hair behind her ear.
“Lori?” She was a light sleeper. She stirred softly and blinked her eyes open.
“I’m leaving.”
“Hmm. Okay.” She murmured. I chuckled softly and leaned down to kiss her forehead. Her hand brushed against my cheek softly and then she tucked it back under her face. I smiled softly and then left her.
The drive was easy. I blasted YelaWolf and Eminem all the way there. I was really at ease about going home, I knew it would help. I pulled in just after eleven like I wanted to. Driving past Lori’s house made me think of her. I wanted to go in and speak to her dad but I had a feeling he would just see it all over my face and beat me up.
