Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 77490 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77490 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
I hold my breath during the silence that follows. Maybe I’m being too forward. Erik said he was here to relax me, and I’m basically throwing myself at him.
But then a hoarse-sounding voice echoes, “Anywhere?”
Eyes still closed, my mouth curves into the tiniest of smiles. “Anywhere.”
Though his movements become more tentative, he doesn’t waste time moving closer to where I want him to touch me. His thumbs stroke up to the very tops of my thighs, almost grazing the area between my legs. He retreats halfway down, then slides up the inside of my legs, parting them slightly.
When his fingers lightly cross my mound, my entire body jolts, and Erik sucks in a breath. “Are you okay?”
I nod quickly as I meet his eyes. “Yes. It felt good. I just wasn’t expecting the intensity.”
Of course, I’ve touched myself there, but it feels almost completely different with someone else touching me. A man. Erik.
With effort, I relax my body and sink into the floor as I await his touch. This time I can’t help but moan when his fingers move slowly and softly over my center, a gentle yet thrilling caress.
He takes my response as encouragement, and keeps his hand in place, his thumb trailing up and down with light pressure. My head lolls to the side and then tips back as I try to process all of the sensations he’s triggering.
Through closed eyes, I sense Erik shifting and then he lies down beside me, his legs stretched out, his face now inches from mine. I glance at him but close my eyes again, suddenly feeling shy. This is Erik, my good friend, who’s rapidly becoming so much more.
“Does this feel good?” He’s circling around one particular spot, and my breathing is turning shallow.
Instead of answering him, I find his arm and grip it firmly, anchoring myself. His body brushes against my arm, and then he’s leaning over me, kissing me, as his fingers continue to work their magic.
As it starts to become too much, my hips lift, and his thumb presses harder against me, rubbing, rubbing.
“Mhm! Mm! Oh!” It’s a lot like it was in the shower, only I’m not alone this time, and I didn’t bring it about myself. I was self-conscious as the orgasm was approaching, but as it overtakes me, I don’t think about anything except how good it feels.
ERIK
I couldn’t keep myself from kissing her if I tried. She’s so beautiful, and never more so than right now.
Stunning.
Her skin is glowing even in the dim light in the room, like she’s lit from within.
My chest swells when she whispers my name, her voice filled with awe, and I have to kiss her again. Her lips are hot and her cheeks are flushed.
“How was that?”
Her big eyes go wide for a second before focusing on me. “Intense. Really good. And it happened so fast!”
“It was probably building for a while.”
If she’s saying it happened fast, that tells me she has prior experience to compare it to. I try not to let myself think too hard about that, so I’m gratified when she says, “That’s the first time someone’s made me … someone’s done that for me.” When I nod, keeping my face neutral even though I’m grinning hard inside, she adds, “I … made that happen when I was in the shower. This was so much more intense.”
Rapid-fire images flash through my mind, first of her, naked and touching herself in the shower, then of me giving her orgasms so many different ways. Tonight, I was only stimulating her through her clothes. I want to use my mouth, put my fingers inside her, make her come when my cock’s buried deep inside her, and find out which way makes her come the hardest.
Lying beside her, I can so easily imagine us together in bed. I can nearly feel what it would be like to sink into her heat. Is she ready for that?
I don’t want her to have regrets, though, and I’m not going to push. The fact that she’s seeing other men makes it even less likely she’s ready to have sex, because she’s already stretching herself past what she was taught was proper behavior. I can’t imagine that she’d be comfortable having sex with multiple men, or even having sex with only me while she’s still dating the others.
“Are you okay?”
Her question pulls me back into the present. “Yes. I’m honored that I was the first to … do that for you.”
“I’m glad it was you.” Her body curls into me, and it’s all I can do not to scoop her up and haul her into her bedroom.
But I’ll never put my needs before hers.
We lie there for several minutes as Ava’s breathing returns to normal. I stroke her arm and try to think about things other than how badly my body wants her.