What Are Friends For? (5 page)

She slid her hands up his chest, around his neck. Blood rushed to his cock when she pressed her breasts to his chest. Full and firm, the soft mounds fit perfectly against him. Luke squeezed her cheek, brought her mound closer to his shaft. The water hampered his movement, not letting him grind against her pussy the way he wanted to.

She nipped his bottom lip. “Luke?”

“Yeah.” His voice came out low, guttural.

“Can we get out of the water?”

An excellent suggestion. Taking her hand, he led Erin out of the pool and toward the house. She tugged him to a stop halfway across the patio.

“Out here. In the moonlight.”

Sex wouldn’t need moonlight. If sex was all Erin wanted from him, she’d be satisfied to go in his bedroom and fuck. The fact that she requested to stay out here in the moonlight proved it would be lovemaking between them, not simply sex.

Exactly what he wanted.

“I need to get a condom.”

“I have some in my tote.”

“
Some?
”

He couldn’t tell for sure in the dim light, but he’d bet a blush spread over Erin’s cheeks. She shrugged. “Just in case.”

Meaning she’d planned to make love with him. Whether part of an experiment or not, her having condoms meant she’d thought about taking their relationship beyond platonic.

Luke drew her into his arms and kissed her—not the easy, gentle kiss he’d given her in the pool, but one of passion and heat. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, giving her a small taste of what he planned to soon do to her body. Sliding his hands down her back, he cupped her ass and lifted her.

“Wrap your legs around my waist.”

She obeyed him without hesitation. Kissing her again, Luke carried Erin across the patio. The moon’s position in the sky let its rays flow over the L-shaped couch in the pool house. Holding her tightly, he lowered her to the couch and followed her down to lie on top of her. He bucked his hips, driving his hard flesh against her pussy.

Erin whimpered. She clutched his hair in both hands, drove her tongue into his mouth. Luke reached behind her neck, unhooked her swimsuit. Drawing one cup down, he laid his hand on her bare breast. He circled her nipple over and over with his thumb until it stood up, as if begging to be sucked. He longed to draw that hard peak into his mouth, but didn’t want to stop kissing her. Her mouth tasted of wine, of night, of sin.

A potent combination.

Luke groaned at the feel of Erin’s hands sliding beneath the waistband of his swimsuit. She dug her fingernails into his ass, lifted her hips and rubbed her pussy against his cock.

“Please,” she said against his lips. “I need you inside me.”

Nothing would make him happier than to bury his dick inside her sweet pussy. If he did that now, he’d come much too quickly. He didn’t want their first time to be over moments after it began.

He pinched her nipple, drawing a sharp gasp from her. “I think there are other things I need to do first. Don’t you?”

Not giving her the chance to answer his rhetorical question, Luke rose to his knees between her thighs. Slipping his hands behind her back, he unhooked the other fastening to her swimsuit top. He drew it away from her body and tossed it to the floor.

“Damn,” he whispered.

Luke cradled her breasts in both hands, pushed them together and up. The moonlight shone on the plump mounds, letting him see the areolas surrounding her hard nipples. He kneaded her breasts while caressing the nipples with his thumbs. Each pass of his thumbs caused Erin to gasp softly.

“You like this?”

“Yes.”

“Want more?”

“
Yessssss
.”

He had to kiss her again before he drew a firm nipple into his mouth. He clamped his teeth around the base of it, flicked it with his tongue. Erin squirmed beneath him, arched her back as if trying to get more of her breast into his mouth. He kneaded each mound while he sucked one nipple, then the other. Back and forth, he gave each peak equal attention.

Erin tunneled her fingers into his hair. “Don’t stop.
Please
don’t stop.”

He had no intention of stopping something that felt so good to both of them. He continued to knead her breasts, drew harder on her nipples. Her breathing became choppy, uneven. She grabbed handfuls of his hair and tugged as her body jerked beneath him.

“Oh,
God!
”

A sound between a groan and a grunt came from her throat. Rolling both nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, he watched the pleasure pass over her face.

Soft, rapid pants flowed from her parted lips. She released his hair and her hands fell limply to the couch on each side of her head. Wanting to prolong her pleasure as long as possible, he continued to lap at her nipples until she opened her eyes again.

“I love your breasts.”

“I love you loving them.”

He couldn’t resist suckling one tip for a few more moments. “Wanna try for another orgasm this way?” He grinned at the sound of Erin’s laughter. “I’m willing. I could suck your nipples all night.”

Holding the sides of his head, she brought him close enough to kiss. “There are other ways to make me come.”

“Such as?”

She arched her hips, pushing her mound against his cock. “The old-fashioned way is good.”

“How boring.” Luke dropped a kiss on each nipple, between her breasts, two inches below them. “There are all kinds of things I can do to make you come.”

He thought he heard her whimper when he tickled her navel with the tip of his tongue. “Such as?” she asked, repeating his question.

“I’ve always believed actions speak louder than words.”

“Action is good.”

Luke grinned to himself. He liked the playful Erin. He didn’t think his cock had ever been so hard, but he ignored its insistence for attention. For now, this was all about the lovely woman lying beneath him.

Rising to his knees again, he tugged her thong past her hips. He released a long whistle when he saw her bare mound.

“Nice.”

He pushed her legs straight up so he could remove the thong. After it joined her top on the floor, he lowered her legs again, one on either side of his. He touched the smooth skin of her mound, let his hand drift between her thighs. Creamy, silky folds greeted his fingers.

“
Very
nice. I like how wet you are.”

He rubbed her clit with his thumb as he pushed a finger into her channel. Erin drew in a sharp breath, lifted her hips from the couch. “Mmm, yes.”

“Need more?”

“Oh, yes.”

A second finger joined the first. “How’s this?”

“Good. Really, really good.”

He leaned over her, propped himself up on his other hand while he played with her pussy. He slid his fingers in and out, caressed her clit, repeated his actions. Erin pumped her hips in time with his movements, picking up speed as he glided his fingers faster over her slick flesh. She lifted one leg to the back of the couch, spread her legs even wider.

“That’s the way,” he urged, his voice husky. “Come for me again.”

Luke moved one foot to the floor to give himself more room to touch her. He watched Erin’s face, knowing by her expressions when to move his fingers faster or slower over her labia. He could tell she was close to another orgasm, but needed something else to push her over the top. Shifting his foot to give him better balance, Luke lifted his hand from the couch and moved it to her clit. He pushed two fingers farther inside her and pressed up into her G-spot.

Erin gasped.

Cream flowed over his fingers as he massaged that sensitive spot inside her pussy. Erin bit her bottom lip, closed her eyes. Tiny sounds of pleasure came from her throat. Luke continued touching her with both hands, caressing her clit and G-spot at the same time.

Suddenly she grabbed both his wrists and bucked her hips as she cried out. Luke felt the walls of her pussy ripple around his fingers. He stopped caressing her clit since he knew it would be tender, but continued the soft massage inside her body until she stilled. She released the death grip on his wrists and opened her eyes.

“Wow.”

“Good one?”

“Considering I won’t be able to move for a week, I’d say it was a good one.”

Luke chuckled. He drew his fingers from her body, lifted them to his mouth and licked off her juices. Erin whimpered.

“You’re delicious.” He wiped his fingers across her labia, gathered up more of her juices. This time he held his fingers to her mouth. “Want to taste?”

Holding his wrist, Erin looked into his eyes as she drew his fingers into her mouth and licked them clean. He’d never seen anything so sexy.

Luke couldn't deny his cock’s demands any longer. He stood and shucked off his swimsuit. His hard shaft stood straight up, almost touching his belly.

“Oh, my,” Erin said, awe in her voice. She sat up and grasped his hips, tugged him closer to her. Luke groaned when she licked the head of his cock. She twirled her tongue around the rim, ran it down the length of his flesh to his balls. They both received the thorough attention of her tongue before she ran it back up along the thick vein to the head. She opened her mouth over the crown and suckled.

Luke grabbed her head, rose to his toes, and arched his hips. Realizing that he might choke her, he loosened his hold and made sure his feet were flat on the floor. She slowly slid her mouth halfway down his length, back up, down again. He longed to fuck her mouth, but wanted her to get used to the size of him first.

“You’re big,” she whispered. She tickled the slit with the tip of her tongue.

“Big enough.”

“I like it.”

“I thought women always said it was quality, not quantity.”

“It is.” Her tongue circled the crown again. “But quantity can be
very
nice.”

The top of his head almost blew off when she clasped his hips and took his dick in her mouth all the way to the base. “Jesus!”

Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked him. Luke couldn’t help it, he had to thrust. He tried not to go too deep and hurt her. Every time he tried to stop from thrusting too far, she pulled him in even more. After trying to hold back for several moments, he finally let go and fucked her mouth hard and fast the way she seemed to want.

“Yeah. Oh, yeah. Take it all. Just like that.
Christ!
”

His balls drew up tight to his body. Pleasure skittered up and down his spine and through his cock. Fireworks exploded behind his closed eyelids. Tightening his hold on Erin’s head, he grunted as what felt like a gallon of cum shot into her mouth.

Luke locked his knees to keep from crumpling to the floor. His heart pounded faster than it did after he’d swam twenty laps in the pool. He didn’t think he’d ever experienced such a staggering climax.

He opened his eyes. Erin stared into his eyes while she ran her tongue over every bit of his softening cock. With such special treatment, it wouldn’t take him very long to be ready to love her again.

The next time he came, he would be inside her.

“
C’mere
.” He helped her to her feet, drew her into his arms for a long, slow kiss. He loved the feel of her naked body against his. His shaft stirred, already eager for the next round of lovemaking.

“Let’s go to my bedroom.”

Erin smiled. “Okay.”

Chapter Six

Eyes closed, Erin rolled to her back and stretched. She hadn’t slept so well in… She couldn’t remember the last time she’d slept so well. Great sex was better than a sleeping pill.

Smiling, she opened her eyes and turned her head to look at Luke. Her smile faded when she saw he didn’t lie beside her. She wondered why he’d gotten up without waking her.

Maybe the sex hadn’t been as great for him as it was for her.

No, that couldn’t be possible. He must have enjoyed himself. They’d had sex two more times after they came to his bedroom. He’d practically pounced on her the moment he laid her on his bed. They’d fucked fiercely until they’d both erupted in orgasm, almost at the same moment.

A fast trip to the bathroom to dispose of his condom and he’d gone after her again, as if he couldn’t get enough of her. That had worked perfectly for Erin. She’d pushed him to his back and taken control, riding his cock until she’d shouted out her climax. Luke hadn’t been far behind her.

He’d kissed her tenderly and tugged her close to his body, her back to his chest. She’d drifted off to sleep feeling warm, safe, cherished.

No man had ever made her feel cherished.

Erin sat up and leaned against the headboard. So now what? Even though he’d told her no when she’d suggested having sex, she’d practically tricked him into it. Maybe now that the rush of hormones had subsided, he regretted it.

She rubbed a hand across her churning stomach. Damn it. If she’d done something to mess up their friendship, she’d never forgive herself.