Friends With Full Benefits (Friends With… Benefits Series (Book 2)) (5 page)

Ten minutes later, Victoria knocked on her bedroom door, didn’t hear a reply, and went inside. She found the door to the bathroom closed and knocked on it.

"You can come in," said Brian.

Victoria found him sitting on the edge of the tub with a bath towel wrapped around his waist, still wearing the shirt. He didn’t look happy.

"Jillian called."

"Really?" He gave her a disinterested look.

"She wanted to make sure you got here okay."

"I didn’t get here okay."

"Well, I told her that you did."

"Who was at the door?"

"My neighbor. He said he saw a half-naked man sneaking around my house."

He rolled his eyes. "And your parents? Are they, uh...?"

"They left."

"Sorry."

She motioned with her hand not to worry. "They were about to leave, anyway."

"Is your mom okay?"

"Oh, I think she’s more than okay. She was rushing my dad to get home. She probably started blowing him before he got the car out of the—"

"Okay," he interrupted, giving her a sour look. "I don’t want to think about your mom performing oral sex on your father while he... Seniors have enough trouble driving. They shouldn’t be getting blowjobs while they do."

"Good point." After pondering that a moment, she fought to wipe the image from her mind. "Jillian told me that Rob came home early."

"Yeah, and at the worst possible time. She was just about to tell me if she wanted to marry me or not. It seems like every time we're naked in the pool, someone barges in on us."

She gave him a judgmental stare. "Maybe you should stop doing that."

Putting his hands on his hips, he shot her a look. "Or maybe people should not return home three days early from a cruise without calling and still
other
people should not use their emergency spare key for non-emergencies." After taking in her insulted look, he sighed. "Sorry. I'm not mad at you."

He glanced down at the floor, exhaled deeply, then looked up at her sadly. "I love her with all my heart. If I can’t spend the rest of my life with her, I don’t know what I’ll do."

She looked as if she could cry at any moment. "Wow, you are really something. Are there any more like you back home?"

"I do have a younger brother."

"How old?"

"Twenty."

Victoria gave him a perky smile. "Really?"

He returned a concerned look. "You stay away from my brother."

She scoffed. "Okay, I was just kidding around."

"Sure you were." They both knew she wasn't kidding at all.

Delivering him an encouraging look, she smiled sweetly. "I’m sure she’ll say yes. She told me she loves you."

He returned a devastated expression. "Has she talked to you about me? Has she told you what she's going to say?"

"I, uh... Of course, we've talked about it. We're best friends. She didn't tell me her answer, but as I said, she loves you. I told her to go for it."

Glancing at her face, he exhaled deeply. "I appreciate that." As Brian stood up, the towel began to fall from his waist. He grabbed it quickly. "Do you think you could give me something to wear?"

"Sure."

He glared at her. "Something that might actually provide some coverage this time."

She smiled brightly. "I’ll get you some men’s clothes."

"You have men’s clothes!"

"Sure, I have a whole closet full of them. I’ve had them for years."

"You bitch." He stared at her angrily until the goofy expression on her face brought out his smile.

She paused to reminisce. "That was a fun night."

"It's one I'll never forget."

They looked at each other, reliving it for a moment, before she rubbed her hands together. "So…" She moved toward the door. "Why don’t you relax and take a shower? I’ll lay out your clothes on the bed, and then I’ll fix us a drink."

"Okay."

Turning back, she smiled. "Just don't do that thing Jillian told me you like to do in the shower."

"Jesus, she told you about that?"

"I told you that she tells me everything." She flashed her eyes at him mischievously. "I was just kidding—if you need to jerk off, be my guest."

He chuckled. "I think I'll just take a normal shower." He turned toward the shower as she began to shut the door. Turning back, his smile was quickly replaced with a look of concern. "Hey, I’m not going to come out to find you waiting for me wearing some kind of leather harness and sitting in your sex swing, am I?"

She poked her head back into the room. "My sex swing has been broken for over a year now."

He held back a laugh. "I’m serious. No funny stuff."

Stepping back into the room, her expression dripped with compassion. "Look, Jillian is my best friend, and I would never do anything to ruin that. As desperately horny and attracted to you as I am..." She consumed him with her eyes as a semi-scary expression spread across her face. "and as much as I would like to see if I could fit both your balls in my mouth while I—" Her eyes traveled back up his body, stopping briefly at his midsection before picking up the horrified look on his face. "Whoa, sorry. I had some wine with dinner and, uh, I’m not sure where I was going with that... I would never do that to her."

He reflexively covered his groin with his hands. "Um, okay then."

Smiling, she slipped from the room and closed the door.

Brian wore a pair of actual men’s shorts and a shirt as he sat on the sofa with Victoria. They each held a gin and tonic. It was their third, and they were both just south of tipsy.

"I fucking love her."

"I know, but how’s the sex?"

Shaking his head, he looked at her with his eyes wide. "Amazing. The best I’ve ever had."

She looked at him, wanting more. "I haven't had good sex in months. Could you give me some details?"

He shrugged his shoulders. "I'm not sure I want to share the, uh—"

She frowned. "Let me get you another drink."

One and a half drinks later, he was slumped back on the sofa, staring up at her with a silly grin. "Her pussy tastes so good that I could lick her for hours." Narrowing his eyes, he sat upright on the edge of the sofa. "Sometimes her juice is thick, and it just..." He fell back, shaking his head and imagining he was with her doing that now while running his tongue around his mouth.

Captivated, she smiled. "Have you guys done anal again?"

This ripped him from the midst of the fantasy, and he looked at her, astonished. "You mean, since we did it here less than twenty-four hours ago?"

She nodded hopefully.

"I know it's hard to believe, but no, we haven't done anal again."

Frowning now, she took a sip of her drink.

He slipped a piece of ice into his mouth and held it there. "Can we talk about something else—maybe your sex life?"

"What's left of it, anyway." She sighed. "What do you want to know?"

"Like, what was your craziest-ever sexual experience?"

She thought a moment. "One time I had these two guys over here, and I wanted to see if I could fit both their cocks inside me at the same time." He stared wide eyed at her as she continued, "One guy was kind of thick, and the other guy was—"

He interrupted her with a hand gesture that indicated that was too much information.

After frowning, she started again, "So then I fit both their..." she paused, rolling her eyes and making quote marks with her hands, "generic-sized penises in my mouth pretty good, but..."

"How in the hell do you even—"

She got up, put her drink down, then stood in front of him. "I arranged the sofa so there were two of these sectional pieces in the center of the room." He watched her, mesmerized, as she demonstrated. "Then I had them lie back, balls-to-balls, with their penises nearly touching." He stared at her curiously but also taken aback.

"The oral went pretty well, but when I tried to get them inside my pussy, I, uh..." She spread her legs to simulate how she hovered above them, trying to slip them both inside. She bounced up and down slowly as she looked at him. "I went like this, and I could barely get more than two or three inches inside."

"Huh." He looked away, a little horrified now.

Moving back to the sofa, she curled her legs up under her as she appeared to still be in the midst of the spectacular memory. Brian checked the time on his cell phone and sighed. "I think I’m going to go to bed. I’m exhausted. I guess she’s not coming."

"I’m sure she just got caught up talking to Rob. He can be sort of a drama queen, you know."

After nodding in agreement, he stood. "Sorry about messing up your night."

"You didn’t. I was a little bored until you showed up."

About thirty minutes later, Jillian snuck into the guest room and gently woke Brian. Opening his eyes, he gave her a groggy smile.

"Sorry I couldn’t get here sooner. I heard you made it okay, so I didn’t call again. I'm really sorry."

He sat up a little and glared at her. "You know, I had to come over here bare-ass naked—again."

"Why? I threw down your clothes."

"If you look at that tree in your backyard, you’ll find most of my clothes in it. I had a shirt, and that was it."

"I’m so sorry." She fought to hold back a giggle. "At least you had your shirt this time."

He sneered at her. "Oh and does Victoria have any brothers or sisters?"

"No, why do you ask?"

"I just wanted to make sure that every member of her immediate family had seen my penis." She looked at him, shocked, as he continued, "Oh, yeah, her parents were here, and when I came to the door, a car was behind me, and I lifted up... It’s a long story, but let’s just say, every Wilde could pick me out of a penile lineup. I feel a little like Michael Jackson and oh, yeah, Bill Clinton."

"You poor baby." She lay her head on his chest.

"You don't have to go back home, do you?"

She popped her head back up to look at him. "I do. Rob's still awake. I told him Victoria was in the middle of a crisis... I brought your bag over. Victoria said she would drive you to the airport tomorrow."

"What the hell?"

"I know—that’s not the way I want it to be. I need to find the right time and right way to tell him. It’s not every day that you find out your college roommate is going to be your new father... or stepfather, I guess—"

"Wait a minute—is that a
yes
?" he asked eagerly, his eyes bright.

Pausing, she looked at him lovingly. "I would have married you even if you hadn’t beaten me at tennis yesterday."

"Really?"

"I can’t stand to be away from you. It’s going to kill me to sleep without you tonight." She put her head back on his chest and breathed in deeply. "God, you smell good."

"I used some fancy body wash Victoria had in the shower. It was all she had. I smell a little like a girl don’t I?"

Lifting up from him, she shook her head. "You don't. In fact, let me show you exactly how non-girly you smell." She ran her hands down his chest. He stared open-mouthed at her as she slipped one hand under the sheets and felt him through his boxer shorts. He was already nearly hard. Glancing up at him, she gasped before standing, ripping down the sheets, and freeing him from the boxers. His stiffness stood at attention.

"Let me take care of you. I’ll put you to bed," she said in a sexy voice that caused even more blood to flow where he needed it.

Crawling between his legs, she went to work on him with her mouth, and he groaned in response.

She pulled up from him and said, "You taste great, too."

She proceeded to give him an amazing blowjob that featured a whole lot of ball attention from her mouth, her hands, and her tongue. As Jillian fought to try to suck both his balls into her mouth at the same time, he wondered if Victoria was behind the effort.

As she succeeded, it felt so fucking amazing that he forgot all about Victoria. Eventually, she moved back up to the main attraction, and five minutes later, when she completed her task, he was blown away. After trailing kisses up his body, she reached his mouth and gave him a big, full kiss.

He tasted mostly himself, and when she pulled back, he grimaced. "Wow. That was weird." He ran his tongue around his mouth while making a face.

"You taste good." She gave him a satisfied smile.

Pressing her mouth back to his, she gave him an even deeper kiss, shoving her tongue into his mouth. He kissed her back with more enthusiasm, and she pulled back, smiling.

He gazed up at her. "God, I feel like licking you for an hour."