I opened the door to my bedroom a crack and peeked out into the hallway. Drew padded back across the hall to his room and came back out carrying his sleep pants in his hand, and back into the bathroom he went once again, leaving the door open a crack. I heard the shower turn on.
I turned back against my wall, inhaled deeply trying to calm my heavily beating heart, and tiptoed out of my room and over to the bathroom door. I peeked through the crack, careful not to be seen. He stood with his back to the door, dropping his jeans. They pooled around his feet, his belt buckle clinking hard on the tile floor.
I turned my head from the crack in the bathroom door and bit my lip. My heart was beating so hard I felt like I might faint. I stood there for a second, trying to catch my breath, and then turned back to take another peek. The only glimpse I caught was his muscular bare leg as he climbed into the frosted shower and shut the door.
I made my way back to my bedroom, shutting the door quietly behind me. A funny feeling crept into the pit of my stomach as an idea popped into my mind. Sure, I was under my parents’ roof, but they weren't here right now. It was only Drew and me. No one would have to know anything happened between us, but us.
"No, you are not going to do it, Lexi. You are going to get back into bed," I said under my breath to the empty room and crawled back under my warm covers. I laid there staring up at the ceiling, listening to the water run. Minutes later, I climbed back out of bed. I pulled my shirt over my head, letting it fall to the floor, the cold air of the room causing my nipples to harden right away. I let out a breath and dropped my pants to the floor. I walked over to my full-length mirror and looked at my naked body, my mind running rampant with questions: Would he be attracted to me? Would he push me away and send me back to my room? Was I taking a huge chance on ruining our friendship by doing this? I ran my hands over the flat of my belly, took a deep breath, and with shaking hands, opened my bedroom door and went to claim what I wanted.
Chapter 17
Drew
I closed my eyes as the hot water showered down on me. The heat felt good on my cold, aching body. I had spent too much time out in that cold due to my stubbornness of not wanting to run into her again tonight once I returned. I deserved to be cold. I was trying hard to let thoughts of Lexi wash away, but no matter how hard I had tried to get her and that kiss out of my mind, it seemed to come back twice as powerful than before.
I thought back to the simple things: the way she blinked up at me as she opened her eyes after I had first kissed her; the look she gave to me as I looked at her through the camera lens; her sexy eyes full of lust and desire as she had stared back at me. Just the simple thought of that look caused my already hard cock to start throbbing. I thought back to the other night as she reached up to grab the glass out of the cupboard and how her T-shirt had ridden up to show me her ass in those black panties. Her perfect, round ass peeking out at me, ripe like a peach that I just wanted to sink my teeth into.
I reached down, taking my thick cock in my hand, squeezing the shaft and almost moaning out loud at how good it felt. I placed one hand against the shower wall, tilted my head back, and closed my eyes as I started to rub the length of my cock. It was nothing but me, the sound of the water hitting the floor of the shower…and the sound of the shower door opening behind me.
Biting my bottom lip, I opened my eyes and blinked hard. Lexi stood there, naked in front of me, like a dream. I blinked hard again and watched as she stepped into the shower and closed the door behind her. Her cheeks flushed as my eyes traveled the length of her body. I noticed her gaze was firmly planted on my hand, which was gripping my cock. She bit her bottom lip as she locked eyes with me for a second before she looked back down at my hand. Shy little Lexi, who wasn't so shy anymore, stared at the full length of my cock in my hand.
Neither of us said anything as she stepped closer to me and ran her hands down my chest and over my abs, taking my cock in her hand, the trail of her touch burning my skin. She stroked me, squeezing my thick, hard cock, looking me directly in the eye. Her cheeks were flushed, and she bit her bottom lip as she looked up innocently at me. Only there was nothing innocent about Lexi now, and I watched as the water ran down over her breasts, the stream dripping from her nipples.
The rational part of my brain finally kicked in what seemed like minutes later. I shouldn't be here with her like this. This couldn't happen; it would ruin everything. I reached down and took her hand in mine, and as hard as it was, I removed her hand from my hard, aching cock before this went any further.
"Lexi, we shouldn't do this." That was all I could get out, the look in her eyes eating me alive as she pulled her hand from mine and began working her hands over me again. I had to let go of hers to hold onto the walls of the shower as she stroked me. She was killing me. "Lex, this is going to change everything," I murmured as she placed her lips against mine.
"Good," she whispered before she lowered herself to her knees.
I looked down at her, as she looked up at me, and I watched as she licked the head of my cock. One single lick that sent a wave of heat through my body so intense I felt like I could combust. I let my head drop back and I held back the moan I so badly wanted to let out. I didn't want to encourage her, but that didn't work. She could already tell from my response that I had loved it.
She trailed her tongue from the base of my shaft all the way to the tip, swirling her tongue around the head. When I opened my eyes and looked down at her, all I saw was her lust-filled, heavy eyes staring back at me. I was in trouble. She knew I was watching her, she knew I liked what I saw, and this time she wrapped her lips around my cock and I watched it disappear into her mouth, all while she continued looking up at me.
I wrapped my hand in her thick brown mane and squeezed. Her mouth felt fucking amazing. I closed my eyes and inhaled a sharp breath as she continued to slowly devour my cock, even paying attention to my balls, cupping them in her soft hand.
I kept a grip on her hair, resting my hand on the back of her head as I let my head drop back and just enjoy everything that she was doing to me. I felt her other hand rest on my hips as she continued to suck my cock. This time as she took me deep in her mouth, the tip of my cock hitting the back of her throat, and I couldn't help but let a throaty groan escape. I could already feel myself starting to swell. She didn't seem to mind, and she took me even deeper, so deep that I could feel the head of my cock hitting the back of her throat.
Three more times of the intense feeling of almost slipping down her throat and I couldn't hold back any longer. My orgasm ripped out of me, and I held her head as I shot hot cum down her throat. I could feel her throat reflexes swallowing every single drop of me.
I eased off my grip on the back of her head and felt myself slide out of her hot mouth. I opened my eyes. She was still on her knees before me, looking up at me with a knowing look in her eyes. I took both of her hands and pulled her up and into me, kissing her lips.
I could barely wait to touch her, to feel the weight of her breasts in my hands and bury myself deep inside of her. I pushed her against the wall, turning her so her back was to me. I pulled her against my body, kissing the side of her neck, my hands gripping her breasts, my thumbs running over her nipples. My right hand trailed down the flat of her stomach, between her legs, my fingers running between her slick folds, and she let out a tiny moan. She was already wet, and I continued running my finger over her clit while I bit and sucked on her neck. Her head fell back onto my shoulder, her arms coming up behind her head as she let out a deep, sexy moan, her lips meeting mine.
I turned her back around, pushing her back up against the shower wall, and bent down, taking a nipple into my mouth. I ran my tongue back and forth over her nipple and gently bit and teased her, my hand quickly finding its way between her legs again, inserting two fingers inside of her as my thumb rubbed her clit. I wrapped my arm around her waist, supporting her when I felt her start to shake. She was so close to coming I could practically taste
it. I dropped to my knees, taking her leg and resting it on my shoulder, and looked up at her. "You ready?" I asked.
She shyly nodded her head, her cheeks and chest flushed pink, her breathing rapid. I spread her lips with my fingers and ran my tongue back and forth over her clit. I couldn't get enough of the taste of her. She ran her hands through my hair, fisting a handful as I kept running my tongue over the swollen bundle of nerves, her moans getting louder.
"Drew...." She fisted my hair tighter. I didn't stop. I just continued until she exploded in my mouth, screaming my name.
Chapter 18
Alexa
Completely out of breath, I leaned against the shower wall, my legs shaking, trying my hardest to regain my composure. I felt Drew slip his arms around my waist and pull me under the water. He kissed me deeply before turning the water off. He opened the shower stall and grabbed one of the towels, passing it to me. I quickly dried my hair and wrapped the towel around my body. I watched as he wrapped one of the towels around his waist, and then stepped toward me. He softly smiled, and then placed one hand on each side of my head and leaned in for yet another kiss. His lips danced over mine, his tongue sweeping through my mouth. Looking down into my eyes, we just stood there looking at one another, saying things between the two of us silently.
He stepped out of the shower and reached for my hand, guiding me out of the bathroom, into the hall, and across to my room. I thought he was going to kiss me good night and run off to his room, but he surprised me by following me inside and kicking my door closed.
I stood at the edge of my bed, holding my towel against me. Drew turned, studying me. The look in his eyes was one I had only seen a few short minutes ago before he went down on me, devouring me. He took a sure step toward me, dropping his towel to the floor, and my eyes instantly traveled to his already hardened cock.
"Like what you see?" he asked, his words brushing over me and causing me to shiver.
I slowly nodded my head as he stepped closer and pulled my hands away from my chest where I was holding the towel tightly around me. As soon as my hands were in his, my towel slipped down my body and fell into a heap on the floor. His eyes never left mine as his hands gently held mine.
"You're sure this is what you want?" he murmured as his eyes trailed over my body.
I nodded, suddenly feeling very shy and exposed. "Yes." I swallowed hard.
"You're absolutely certain?" he said, his lips brushing lightly against mine.
I knew we were about to cross that imaginary line where friendship would no longer exist if we didn't work out. Instead of that scaring me like it should have, a weird comfort came over me. I didn't reply. Instead, I reached down between us and ran my hand over his hard cock and watched as he closed his eyes and dropped his head back.
"I'm sure. I want you, Drew," I whispered.
I sat down on the edge of my bed, scooting over so he too could climb in. He placed his arm under my head and threw the blankets over us. He kissed me deeply while his free hand cupped my breast, his thumb running over my nipple. I fought to keep the moan from escaping my mouth and gripped his cock, running my thumb through the bead of precum that was sitting there.
"Do you have a condom?" he asked between kisses.
I shook my head no, feeling almost as if this was the way for fate to step in and end us before we started.
"Don't go anywhere. I'll be right back," he whispered, kissing me again. He grabbed the towel from the floor and darted out my door, and within seconds he was back holding two condoms between his teeth.
"Get on your knees," he murmured, dropping the towel as I heard the telltale sign of the package ripping.
I did as he asked and looked over my shoulder to see him finish rolling the condom on. The other guys I had been with in the past had been passive. I wanted one to take control. I wanted him to take control. I'd had control over every area of my life, and for one once I didn't want to think about how the night should go.
I spread my legs and kneeled at the edge of the bed and bent down so my forearms were supporting me. When I could feel the heat from his body behind me, I closed my eyes. I felt powerless as his large, strong hands gripped my waist, pulling me back against him.
"Feel that?" he murmured. "Feel how hard I am for you?"
His words sent a chill through me, hardening my nipples, and instantly I let out a moan. I was expecting to feel the pressure of him at my opening, but instead I felt his fingers slide through my wetness from my clit to my opening. When he did it again, a light moan escaped my mouth, begging him to do it again. He didn't give in. Instead, his hand ran over my ass, lightly spanking me.
"Ready for me?" his thick voice asked.
"Yes." I swallowed hard, finally feeling the pressure of him at my opening. I took a deep breath as he began inching into me. He took his time, sliding in just a bit, and then out again, letting me adjust to him until my body was practically begging for him. I was dripping by the time he was fully seated inside of me, filling me, stretching me. Then I felt him pull back, leaving me empty and wanting for only a second when he pushed back into me, satisfying the empty space. He held my hips tightly as he continued this rhythm, slow, deep, and steady. It didn't take long for me to start tightening around him, but instead of letting me come, he pulled out and guided me to my back. I lay there looking up at him, begging him with my eyes to sink deeply into me.
"Lexi." His voice was tight, almost as if he were unsure he should continue. I grabbed his hands and sat up to meet his lips, pulling him down to me. He kneeled on the edge of the bed and slid back into me. His pace was slower, gentler as his lips met mine. The slower he went, the more powerful I could feel my orgasm building. I gripped at his back, digging my nails into him as my orgasm ripped through me. He thrust deeply inside of me one more time, and a deep groan escaped from his lips and his muscles tensed as he emptied himself inside of me moaning my name in my ear.
* * *
I rested my head on Drew's shoulder, my eyes closed, my right leg wrapped around his body, and inhaled his manly scent. He held me tightly against him, running his fingers lightly over my arm.
"Tell me what it was like?" I whispered. Since I had laid eyes on Drew, I had noticed he wasn't the same man I had known all those years. The spark in his eyes was gone and was replaced with an emptiness I didn't like seeing.
"What was what like?"
"What was it like, her not showing up and leaving you there?"
Drew blew out a breath and adjusted so he was lying on his side. "It was a bit humiliating at first, standing in front of five hundred people, but then this feeling of calm came over me, and suddenly I felt happy. Happy that she had decided not to walk down that aisle. I can't explain it, but all that morning I had been fighting a feeling I couldn't grasp. Everyone thought it was just cold feet." He exhaled and kissed my forehead. "I guess for me the worst part wasn't the fact that she didn't show up; I was more upset at the fact that everything still needed to be paid for. Which sounds so awful."
I let out a tiny laugh at his answer. "So, you weren't as upset as Zach let on?"
"No, and what makes me angry now is that people are still coddling me as if I am some sort of broken human being, but honestly, Lex, that is my answer. I'm not all that upset.
"Really?"
"Yes, and you know you are the only person who has ever asked what really happened from my point of view. All they keep doing is imposing their feelings on me. What about you? How are you doing now after the news tonight?"
I buried my face into his chest and lay there thinking about the news our parents had dropped on us. "If I tell you something, promise to keep it between us?"
"Of course."
"It's killing me," I whispered. "Mom kept wondering why I came home and brought all my stuff. I'm lonely, Drew. People think I have the coolest job in the world, getting to travel and see all these amazing places. It's the exact opposite. I miss everything. I miss birthdays, and holidays, and time just sp
ent with my family."
"Do you think it would help if you came home more often?"
"Well, it might have, but really, I don't have a choice now."
"What do you mean?"
"I don't want to do it anymore. I had planned to come home, get a job here, and surprise them with the news that I was moving back here. Only now, I don't have a choice."
"Why is that?"
"Earlier this year, I got involved with my boss. I know, stupid, right? I had always vowed I wouldn't do it, but I did. Things weren't working out between us, and so he fired me. I've done some work here and there, but I have nothing permanent. So I gave up my apartment before I came home. Now not only do I have no place or job to move back to, but they are selling this place." My eyes blurred over with tears. "I'm a failure."
"Hey, hey, Lex, shhhh. You aren't a failure. It'll be okay," he said, pulling me into him. He held me tightly, not saying anything more.
"I'm sorry," I said, pulling out of his embrace and reaching for a tissue. "This isn't the right time or place to start this." I dabbed at my eyes, wiping away the tears, and pulled away from Drew's embrace.
"It's the perfect time for this. It’s okay, really. You don't have to be sorry. You can be real with me; I mean we just… What else has got you worried?"
"The thought of failing. What if after Christmas I can't find a job and decide to go back, get a job there, and fail again?"
He sat up, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me back down with him. "You listen to me. I know you, Lexi. Most people would crumble at the thought of leaving home and living halfway around the world alone. I have always admired you. No matter what life presents to you, you take it and make the best of it, and even if you are struggling, you fight hard and end up landing on your own two feet."
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