by J. L. Ostle
I wake up, my breath coming in fast. Where the hell did that come from? I haven’t dreamt about my mom or Cheryl in years. I slide my hand down my face and look at the time to see it's after four in the morning. I sit up and take the sheet off me. I feel weird now that I had a dream of the day my life changed. I stand up and pace but I can still see myself at the door.
I put on my sweatpants and a white t-shirt and grab my phone and keys and head out the door. I go down the elevator and when it opens, I am at Ravens floor. I know she may push me away but right now I need her. I need her to keep the darkness away. I get to her door and use my key to open it up. I put the side lamp on and head to Ravens room.
I see her laying there and she looks so peaceful. I hope I don’t wake her, but I need to be close to her. I place my things on her desk and head to her bed. I lift the sheet and get in. Automatically she rolls to her side, placing her arm around my waist.
“I’ve missed you,” she whispers.
“I’ve missed you, too.” She opens her eyes and I can see tears forming. I hate that I have caused her pain. “Please don’t cry.” I swipe the stray tear that falls with the pad of my thumb.
“I’m just happy you’re here; I hate that we haven’t talked. It felt so weird.”
“I know, it’s been quiet.” I chuckle and she laughs, smiling up at me. “Now let’s sleep, we will make up in the morning.” She places her head on my chest and I put my arm around her shoulders, bringing her in closer.
“Why did you come here anyway?” She looks up at me.
“Bad dream.” She holds me tighter.
“I’m here,” she whispers. I pull her in closer, needing more of her.
“I know.” I close my eyes and wait for sleep to take over.
Raven
I feel a hard body pressed against mine as I wake up. He feels so warm against my skin. I arch my body in closer, my fingers digging into his skin. My clit starts throbbing, aching to be touched. I start rubbing myself against him, needing some friction to ease the ache. I feel a hand slide down my back, over my ass to the back of my leg, pulling me in. I feel something hard against me and I can’t help but moan.
I start rubbing myself harder, going back and forth, wanting so much more. That ache is building so high; I want to scream with frustration. I need a release so badly. The hand glides up to my ass, their fingers digging in. I grip on to his shoulder, digging my fingers in deeper. I hear a growl but I am so lost in the sensation. I never want to wake up, I am in ecstasy heaven.
His hardness thrusts more and I move with him. The pace picks up, my breathing comes in faster My hands are everywhere, I can’t control this reaction, I feel a naked chest, smooth skin, it feels too real. I open my eyes and realize I’m not dreaming.
I’m in bed and Jonny is with me, it looks like he is still sleeping. I’ve missed him, but right now, seeing his toned abs, his muscular arm around me, gripping me, I know I should stop this, I should wake him up, but I don’t. I continue moving back and forth, feeling how soaked I am. I groan when his hardness presses harder into me.
My clit is throbbing so badly; I have never been so turned on in my life. I must have moaned loudly because his eyes open and he looks confused. Once he realizes what we are doing, his dick hardens even more if that’s possible. He looks at me and I still don’t stop.
Like a man possessed he pushes himself in closer to me and my head falls back in pleasure. We are dry humping each other and I never want it to stop. I push my body against his and scratch down his back. He growls loudly, causing my cunt to pulse in response.
He pushes me onto my back and continues rubbing his hard erection against my pussy, the only thing separating us is my panties and his boxers. He must have stripped off at some point during the night. I am so glad he did, I can feel him better this way. I am so close; I can feel it coming.
“Harder, please harder,” I barely whisper out but he hears me and listens, the friction burns through me and I scream out his name when my release hits me.
I literally think I saw stars. My eyes are closed but once I open them, I see Jonny’s breathing is a little shaky, too. He looks at me and I don’t know what to say. We stepped out from our friendship zone, and we both know it.
“Thank you,” I say and cringe as soon as the words leave my mouth. Who says that?
“Anytime.” He smirks at me.
I’m glad he isn’t making this awkward. He stands up and I sit up, now feeling shy I lift the sheet, covering myself. He looks at me and then tells me he is going for a shower. I notice he is still hard and I feel bad, but I can’t do anything about it and I think he knows that. We already crossed a line, so I think he is going to take care of his own needs.
I get up and get in some black yoga pants and a long grey t-shirt. I pull off my bed sheets and take them to the wash and then head to the kitchen and put on some coffee. We don’t talk in a couple of days and now I’m afraid we are going to go back to not talking again.
I was glad he came to my room; it broke the tension. When he admitted he had a bad dream it tugged on my heart strings. I know how dreams can fuck you up. It must have been some dream as he has never come to my room during the night. It's normally the other way around.
Over the years, whenever I had a bad dream I went straight to his bed; if it was occupied, I slept on his couch. Just knowing he was nearby made me feel safe. It kept all my inner demons at bay. When the coffee is ready, I pour myself and Jonny a cup. I take them to the living room and sit on the couch. I put on the TV and wait.
About ten minutes later he walks out in just a towel and I have to quickly turn my head away as my mind just goes straight back to what we did. Seeing his hard body covered in water is doing bad things in my head.
“I made you some coffee,” I tell him, pointing to the cup on the table.
“Thanks.” I nod my head and look back to the TV. I don’t know what’s on, but I’m trying to distract myself from the hot guy that is half naked next to me who is also supposed to be my best friend.
We sit in silence, drinking our coffee, watching some show where four guys do pranks on each other. My head keeps flashing back to his body pressing against mine, his eyes piercing into mine. How strong his hands felt around me. I feel my body start to react again.
Stupid body.
“Raven?” I turn my head and he is looking at me.
“Yeah?” I bite my lip and his eyes go to the movement, it doesn’t help with my dirty thoughts. My body is screaming for him to kiss me, to press his body against mine again, to rub himself against me.
God, I feel like a cat in heat.
“We need to talk about what happened.” I nod, looking at the cup in my hands. God, why do I feel like I’m about to have the sex talk with my parents?
“I know.” I wait for him to say something. When I look up, he is looking at the floor; at least I’m not the only one who is lost for words. He looks up at me and we both chuckle.
“This is weird, huh?”
“Just a little.” We both laugh.
“I can’t believe what we did, though. I thought I was dreaming. I mean I was dreaming, but when I woke up the dream was actually happening.” He shakes his head.
“That’s how it happened, I was dreaming and I woke up to my own moaning and…” I can’t say I woke up and didn’t want to stop. I can’t admit that. “You know the rest.” He nods.
“Yeah.” I look back to my cup and I hate that it’s now empty. “I don’t want things to get weird, though. The last couple of days really sucked for me. I hate that my stupidity causes us to drift apart. I can’t bear to go back to not talking.”
“Yeah, I don’t want to go back to not talking either, can we try and pretend what happened this morning didn’t happen?” I watch him and he doesn’t look at me.
“Yeah, no problem.”
“Great.” I stand and his eyes look up to me and he stands.
“Where are you going?” he asks anxiously.
“To the kitchen, my coffee magically disappeared.” I chuckle and he laughs at me.
“Yeah, into your stomach.” I walk past him and once I’m in the kitchen I place my hands on the counter and take in a deep breath. I lean my weight into my hands and look up into the ceiling. I turn when I feel him standing behind me.
“I need to do one thing first before we put all this behind us.” I look at him in confusion, then his lips land on mine.
I’m shocked that he is actually kissing me, but electricity runs through my whole body and I close my eyes and kiss him back. I wrap my arms around his neck, arching myself into him. He licks my lips and I open my mouth, letting his tongue press against mine. He kisses me hard and passionately. I feel like I’m drugged. He continues kissing me and with one quick movement, he lifts me so I’m sitting on the counter, opens my legs and steps in-between them.
I fist his hair and pull his head down closer to me. I wrap my legs around him, his hands go to my ass and pulls me close to the edge so my pelvis is against his erection. I moan when he rubs himself against me again. I kiss him with everything I have but all too soon, he steps back. We are both breathing heavily. I look at him and he is staring at me. I mean, really staring.
He’s looking at me like I’m his prey. His eyes have gotten darker and I must be messed up because I want him to take me in a primal way. I want him to take me, right now. I want him to enter me, to fuck me until my eyes roll back. I may still be a virgin, but wouldn’t it be a nice way to lose it, to your best friend?
But what if after he fucks you, you are never the same? What if you lose your friendship over one fuck? my head tells me. I know it’s the truth. We are already messing this up. I look back to him and my body hums.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
I’m in deep shit.
“I need to go,” he says.
“What, why?” You want him to go, stupid, so you can think clearly! my head scolds me.
“If I don’t go, I’m going to end up fucking you.” Oh. “We need to give each other some space right now, we are too worked up and all I want to do is continue kissing you, to feel you, to feel your tight pussy milk my hard dick. I want to make you scream. Raven. I want to tie you up and do very, very bad things to that sinful body of yours. I have put you in a box in my head that is labeled you a friend, but now that I’ve had a taste, I want more.” My breathing is picking up as he steps in closer to me. He stands in front of me, glides his finger down my top, over my erect nipple. I arch into his touch. “Our bodies are charged up; your body is responding to me. I bet if I slip a finger inside you, you will be soaked.” God, how I want him to touch me, to do everything he is saying. “I need to go now before it’s too late.” I don’t answer. I watch him look into my eyes one more time before he walks back and leaves.
I press a hand against my beating heart.
On shaky legs, I hop off the counter and walk to my room and see that I still need to make up my bed. I grab my phone first and call Caron. I need to talk to someone. My head is so messed up right now. On one hand, I want to run to Jonny’s apartment and just tell him to take me and do everything he is promising, but on the other, I’m afraid if I do, we won’t ever be the same. I dial Caron and she answers after the fourth ring.
“Hey, my honey bunny, what’s up?”
“I dry humped Jonny,” I blurt out.
“You did what?”
“And we kissed and dry humped some more,” I say frantically.
“Okay, calm down. You kissed Jonny and dry humped each other?”
“Yeah.”
“Holy shit. Right, okay. I’m sitting down. Now tell me everything, and I mean everything.” I sit on my bed and tell her everything from beginning to end.
Jonny
What have I done?
I close my door and lean my head against it. I can still feel her on me. I can still feel her lips on mine. Fuck. I know I shouldn’t have kissed her. I look down at myself and I’m still in a fucking towel. I could feel her heat against me. When I watched her walk into the kitchen, I knew it was going to be the last time I would have her close to me. I had to kiss her or I would have wondered about it for the rest of my life.
When my lips landed on hers, I was a goner. Her body responded to mine, it was like we couldn’t get close enough. I have never felt that sort of intimate connection with anyone. I bang my head against the door, tempted to go back and take her. I can imagine my dick thrusting inside her. I bet she would feel like heaven.
I step away from the door. If I stay there any longer, I will open it and take the trip back down to her. I head to my room and put on a shirt and pants and fall on my bed, staring up at the ceiling. I fucked up; I really have fucked up this time. How am I going to be around her and not touch her? I close my eyes and see her laying under me, her beautiful grey eyes looking up at me, begging me to be inside her. To claim her.
I hear my phone ringing and sit up. How the fuck did I remember to get my phone and keys? I walk back to the living room; it could be Raven. I pick it up from the floor and see my dad’s name flashing. I groan, not in the mood to talk to him. I ignore it but after two more times, I know if I don’t answer now he will keep bugging me.
“Hello?” I say, annoyed.
“Jonathan, I’m calling to make sure you are still coming to the function tonight.” Fuck my life. I completely forgot about the charity function Stone Enterprises organized. It was planned months ago and I promised to go. Raven is supposed to be my date. Shit, what am I going to do?
“Dad, I don’t know if I can make it.”
“Jonathan, you made a promise to come and it’s for charity. You are going to be taking my spot soon and it wouldn’t look respectful if you cancelled your first work function.” I roll my eyes and bang my head on my door again.
“Fine, I’ll be there.” I groan out, showing him my displeasure which he probably just ignores.
“Good, now as for dates, I have a couple of girls who would be perfect for…”
“I’m taking Raven, you know that. So if you want me to come, she will be my date.” Well, I hope she will still come.
“Fine, don’t be late,” he clips and hangs up.
I drop my phone back to the floor and groan out loud. I can feel a headache forming. This is why I don’t fuck people and hang around. As soon as those thoughts enter my head, I feel guilty. I haven’t even fucked her and already I’m seeing her as an inconvenience.
I’m an even bigger dick than I thought. It’s a good thing she has never slept with me. I’m no good for her.
I lean my back on the door and slide down. I see my phone next to me. I need to call her and make sure she is okay and make sure she will still go with me. I could go on my own but the night would suck even more, and my head wouldn’t be fully in it as I would be worrying about her. I grab my phone and call her but it's busy. I try again but no luck.
Fuck.
I type out a text, asking her if she is able to still come with me. I keep my phone in my hand and stay there, looking into space. I don’t know how long I sit there for but I finally hear my phone ding with an incoming message. I look down and see it’s from Raven.
Raven: Yeah I will still come, see you tonight.
Me: Thank you
I wait for another text but nothing. I look around my apartment and wonder what I should do. I decide to get into some shorts and a tank and head for a run. I need to clear my head.
Raven
Should I text back? I look at my phone but decide not to. I told Caron everything and she is as shocked as me about what happened, but the thing I’m shocked more about is that she said that she knew something would have happened eventually. How can she surely know that?
“Come on, you have been close for years and he wanted to tap that ass as soon as his eyes landed on it. He is jealous of other guys; he is possessive of you. I knew he would eventually cave and go all caveman on you.” She chuckles.
“What
? We decided to be friends and we were fine until recently.” I defend myself.
“It hasn’t been recently, though, has it? You both flirt with each other, flaunt your so-called dates in each other’s faces. You talk to him all sexy like. I’m sure I heard you tell him once that your pussy was aching for a release. Oh, and that time when you mentioned that you can deep throat. Who says that stuff to their friends?” I open my mouth, then close it again. Have we always blurred the lines but never noticed?
“It’s just who we are, how we act towards one another.”
“True, but really it was more like one big foreplay.”
She told me to fill her in if anything else happens and I told her no way would anything else happen. She didn’t believe me. We decided that what we did was going to be left in the past, but that was before the kiss. Now I have to see him tonight and be at his side as he schmoozes with future clients who he will be working with.
I walk back to my room and start making my bed and cleaning up. I need to keep my head busy. I go from the bedroom, to the bathroom, to the kitchen, and deep clean every nook and cranny. I have music on in the background and I dance a little every now and then. I’m putting the plates back in the cupboard when my door phone buzzes. I walk over and answer.
“Hello.”
“Hi Miss Hutchinson, a package is here for you. I would deliver it but Martin is on his break.” Martin is the concierge of the building, he answers phones and deals with repairs, etc.
“Sure, Peter, on my way down.” I grab my keys and take the elevator down. The doors open and Peter is standing there with a box in his hands.
“Sorry about this, Miss Hutchinson, I would have waited for Martin to come back, but thought this could be important.” He passes me the box.
