More Than Friends (3 page)

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Jeni stood under the showerhead and let the streams of hot water pelt her body. Aside from great sex, nothing revitalized her better than a hot shower. And she was in desperate need of this shower. She never imagined this stupid bet would last this long. Even with her small release last night, her body yearned for sex with Brian. She was hoping the shower would relax her a bit. Provide her with enough resistance so that she didn’t lose the bet. She turned the shower off and reached around the shower curtain for the two bright white fluffy towels she placed on the shelf above the toilet. But all she felt was the cold dampness of the metal shelf. Strange. She pulled the shower curtain back in search of the towels. No towels.

“Brian,” she called out. Could he have been back from getting breakfast already? She did have a tendency to lose track of time in the shower. “Brian,” she called again. He did not answer. She knew she put the towels on the shelf. She was not losing her mind. Stepping out of the tub and onto the white bath mat, she noticed the bathroom door slightly ajar. She was one hundred percent sure she closed it all the way before getting in the shower, because she hated wasting the warmth of the shower steam by even cracking the bathroom door. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach as she realized Brian was up to something. How did he get in the bathroom and steal the towels without her hearing anything? She cracked the bathroom door a little wider and peered out.

“Brian,” she called. There was silence, but her body rippled with anticipation. She knew he was there.

“Are you looking for these?” he asked slyly. He walked around the wall that separated the bedroom area from the bathroom. He held two towels in his hand. His Batman T-shirt draped snuggly over his chest. Jeni was able to glimpse his belly button and the soft, dark brown hairs that surrounded it. His body always impressed her. He was fit. Not bulky. But fit. Every movement he made revealed his lean muscle tone.

And she knew his body well. He was ticklish on the sides of his abdomen. She knew the smoothness of his back except for the scar on his left shoulder blade from flipping his bike on a path in the woods and landing on some broken glass. When she bit his lower lip, it would often send him over the edge. Her hands and mouth had run over every square inch of his body…numerous times. And to be honest, she found him difficult to resist. She always had. This time was no different as she stared at him while hidden behind the bathroom door.

“You scared the shit out of me,” she said. “And yes, I’m looking for those. Can you please hand them to me?” Jeni stretched her arm around the door so Brian could hand the towels to her.

“I don’t think so,” he said.

“What do you mean you don’t think so?” she asked smartly. “You better.”

“Or what?”

“Come on, Brian,” Jeni begged in a playful voice. “I’m soaking wet.”

“Exactly how I like you,” he said, grinning from ear to ear. “Besides…do you really need a towel? I mean, I’ve seen you naked before.” His eyes were smiling.

“I don’t care if you’ve seen me naked a million times. I want a towel.”

“Then come out and get them.” He tossed the towels across the room in the direction of the table and chairs by the window.

“You little shit,” she said quickly. He laughed.

“You can stand in the bathroom and drip-dry, or you can come out here and get your towels. It’s entirely up to you, Jeni. But I’m going to munch on a bagel while you decide. I’m starving. And don’t take too long; your OJ will get warm.” He walked away from the vanity area. She heard the creak of the chair as Brian sat down and the rustling of what she was sure was the bag of bagels.

Jeni stood there for a couple minutes debating whether to play his game. She knew what he wanted. He thought if he could entice her out naked, this whole no sex bet would quickly end. He would probably try to kiss her and with no clothes to remove, she would have little time to think about anything before her body went into overdrive and succumbed to Brian’s hands and mouth. Well, Brian was right, their little bet was about to be over, but it would be him that would be begging to be inside of her. He had an extremely hard time, if not downright impossible time, resisting her naked.

“Fine,” Jeni huffed. She walked around the wall to the main area of the hotel room where he sat nibbling a bagel. Brian quit chewing when he saw her standing there naked. Her body glistened from the shower. Her long hair was tangled, wet, and draped over her shoulders. He swallowed, practically choking on the partially chewed bagel bite in his mouth. He took a small sip of his orange juice. The rest of the bagel in his hand fell on the table. The towels were lying on the floor just a few feet in front of him. “Isn’t this what you wanted?” she asked. Jeni walked confidently toward him. “Me…naked?”

She knew her body turned him on. It always had. He often told her how much he loved the smoothness of her curves, the fullness of her breasts, and the softness of her milky skin. No matter what skinny cheerleader Brian dated in high school, no matter what uppity sorority girl he screwed in college, no one brought him to his knees quite like she could. And Jeni knew it. She relished the power her body had over him.

She stood in front of him, and his eyes filled with desire. His gaze ran down the length of her body. He devoured her with his eyes as his tongue flicked out over his bottom lip. But he did not move another muscle. She spun around so her back was to him, and she bent over from the waist to grab the towels off the floor. Her ass and pussy were within his reach. Bent over, he had a full view of what he wanted. She knew from his intake of breath that he had switched from playful game to lustful need…the need that always consumed them both when they were together.

She paused for a couple of seconds in the bent over position, making sure he saw how moist and swollen and ready she already was for him. She felt the heat from his stare burning her skin. Ripples of excitement washed over her. She stood up with the towels in hand and started to walk away slowly.

“Fuck,” he said in a low, animalistic growl. He sprang from the chair and grabbed her arm, causing the towels to fall to the floor again. She turned her head to look at him over her shoulder. He reminded her of a starved lion ready to pounce on its prey. She knew she was the prey. That excited her.

“What about our bet?” she teased. It was clear from the look in his eyes that the bet was over, but she wanted to hear him say it. Brian let go of her arm and grabbed his wallet on the table. He counted out five one hundred dollar bills and slammed them on the table. Jeni laughed.

“Fuck it,” he said, backing her against the wall. He placed his hands on either side of her shoulders, pinning her against the wall. His chest and hips pressed against her body. “Enough is enough. Last night was enough torture to last me a while. I want to fuck you so damned bad it hurts.” She saw the desire in his eyes as his breath fanned against her cheek. But he restrained from touching her, and it drove her crazy.

“Is this what you want?” She grabbed his hand and placed it between her legs. She could no longer stand being this close to him and his hands not on her…pleasuring her. His hand was cool to the heat between her legs. It felt as if a bolt of lightning shot through her body.

“Maybe,” he teased. His forehead pressed against hers. His dark brown eyes were hungry, and his breath quickened. But he played it cool. He knew exactly how to get Jeni worked up.

His fingers played gently over her folds like a fine instrument. He glided over her slowly at first, sliding a finger farther back between her legs and bringing her wetness forward to her clit. His finger grazed over her clit for just a second or two, circling it. Then it moved gently over her folds again. Back to the entrance to her body, then back to her clit. He repeated these motions several times. And just as she moaned softly and rested her head against the wall behind her, Brian thrust his middle finger deep inside her. Jeni cried out in pleasure. The feel of a part of him inside her felt amazing. He thrust his finger in and out of her a few times before sliding his finger out and bringing it to his mouth.

“Mmm,” he said, sliding his finger in his mouth. “I’ve missed the taste of you.” His gaze pierced her.

“I’ve missed you tasting me,” she said, groaning. Her hands went to his head and pushed him down her body. His tongue lapped slowly over her breasts, drinking the droplets of water that spattered her body from the shower. His tongue swirled around her navel. “Show me how much you missed it,” she whimpered. He knelt before her. At first, Brian just admired the view. She was neatly shaven. She knew he liked that. He was not one of those guys that preferred her bare. He liked a little hair on her sex, because he said it kept her scent prominent.

He kissed the inside of her thighs, nipping at the flesh. She squirmed against the wall. He ran his tongue along the tan lines from her bikini.

“Doesn’t look like your bikini covers enough of you,” he whispered. “It barely covers this beautiful cunt. We will need to go shopping for a new bathing suit. I can’t have you running around those Florida beaches in something so skimpy.” He smiled against her skin. His tongue continued to glide over her soft skin along her tan lines until it ran lightly over her soft hairs. Then it darted out and flicked across her clit. She gasped.

“You like that?” he asked, looking up at her.

“Yes,” she breathed. She arched her back away from the wall and thrust her hips toward him.

“Good,” he said. “I love pleasuring you. I love making you come.” He lifted her right leg over his shoulder and buried his face between her legs. His tongue flicked across her clit. Circled it.

Jeni entangled her fingers in as much of his silky, thick, brown hair as she could and pulled him even more into her. His tongue explored every fold of her sex, as if it were uncharted territory despite that he had charted it many times in the past. He ran his tongue along the soft lips of her sex and up over her clit. His mouth enclosed her clit, and he sucked on it. Jeni moaned. His hand cupped her buttocks, pulling her pelvis upward slightly as he drove his tongue inside her, fucking her with his tongue.

The feel of his tongue inside her was more than she could take. Her left standing leg went weak. She grasped the wall behind her with one hand while the other held his head between her legs. Her body erupted into its first orgasm, and she came completely undone. A cry escaped her chest. If it were not for him pinning her against the wall, she would have slumped to the floor. He moaned as her body shook and her sex quivered. He eagerly lapped up the juices that flowed from her. When her body quit trembling and she regained her composure, she pulled him up by his hair and kissed him hard on the lips, tasting the sweet flavor of herself.

“Was it as good as you remember?” she asked. She kissed him again.

“Better than I remember.” He bit her lower lip softly. “You have the sweetest little pussy ever.”

Jeni slid her hands under his shirt and tugged it up and over his head. His torso and arms were beautiful. Sculpted with lean muscle. She kissed his neck. Her tongue traced the outside of it and down to his pecs. She pulled at his nipple with her teeth, and he exhaled loudly. Slowly, she licked her way down his torso. His body tensed as her tongue glided over his ticklish area along the side of his abs. Her tongue darted into his navel and followed his treasure trail of hair to the top of his jeans. She knelt in front of him. Jeni unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and pulled them to the floor. He stepped out of them. A smile crept across her face when she noticed he was not wearing any boxers and his beautiful cock was fully erect.

“I almost forgot how much I love your cock,” she said and ran her tongue over the head of it. A feral cry escaped him. Her tongue glided down his shaft to his balls and danced over them. Then it glided back up the other side of his cock.

“Oh, God,” Brian cried out as she took the head of his cock completely in her mouth. She sucked gently. His hand immediately came to the back of her head while the other pressed against the wall behind her. He guided her mouth slowly down his cock until she took him completely. “Look at me,” he said, his voice hoarse. “Look at me when you suck me off.”

Jeni turned her eyes up to him.

He groaned. “This is by far one of my favorite images. You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

She eased her mouth back up until just the head of his cock remained between her lips. She swirled her tongue around the head and sucked again. Her hand wrapped around his shaft and massaged up and down while her tongue played with the head.

“That feels so fucking good,” he moaned. “No one has ever given me head like you do.”

She smiled at his words. He pressed his cock all the way back in her mouth again. Tears welled in her eyes as he pressed into the back of her throat. He moaned again and began to fuck her mouth. In. Out. In. Out. The entire time, he watched her eyes. Jeni loved the feel of his cock on her tongue—the ridges, the grooves, the combination of soft skin with so much hardness underneath. Just watching his face as he pumped in and out of her mouth turned her on. As the intensity inside of him rose, so did the intensity of his movements.

Her hands roamed over the front of his abdomen, down the front of his thighs, and wandered up the back of his legs to his ass. Her fingers massaged his buttocks, kneading the strong muscles. Before separating his cheeks, she ran a finger along his slick shaft to moisten it. She teased his hole with her finger. She knew this would take him over the edge. It always did. His eyes looked down at her. Pleading. Struggling to hold back, he did not want to let go yet. But then again, he did. He knew what was coming. He wanted and loved it. He never let anyone else do this for him. His entire body tensed as her finger entered his asshole.

“Oh fuck,” he growled. Jeni slid her finger in to her knuckle and back out. In and out. The sounds that escaped him made her crazy. She loved doing this for him. He was about to completely come apart, and that made her wild. He drove his cock deep into her mouth twice more before his body stiffened. His cum squirted out of him and down the back of her throat. She felt its warmth and tasted its saltiness. Jeni never considered herself a swallower. In fact, she always refused. But not with Brian. He was the only one she had ever allowed to come inside her mouth.