23
The damned alarm clock starts ringing, and I have to get out of bed in a hurry, trying not to wake Brooke as I pull my arms away from her to find the clock on the floor next to my pants. My gaze falls on the blonde lying peacefully, hugging a pillow, with only the sheet covering her round ass, where I tried to leave the imprint of my fingers last night.
And what a night it was, ladies and gentlemen. Brooke rode my cock with mastery until we both came again, and I even fucked her again when she went to take a shower. I tried to leave her alone for a few minutes, but hearing the shower and imagining her naked body was too tempting.
I return to the bed and plug the damned device in to charge, wondering why the damn thing didn’t turn off completely.
I sigh, knowing I won’t be able to fall back asleep, but I also won’t leave her alone. I consider grabbing the iPad to review some reports, but work is the last thing on my mind with my best friend sleeping beside me. A friend who showed a voracious sexual appetite, though I stop myself from thinking too much about how she became so experienced.
“Hi,” her sleepy voice pulls me out of my thoughts. She drapes herself over my lap, and I run my fingers through her hair, staring into the green eyes I’ve known forever. Brooke bites the inside of her cheek, and I can tell she’s summoning the courage to ask whatever’s on her mind. “Are you having regrets?”
“Not even for a second. We’re adults who are attracted to each other, Brooke. There’s nothing wrong with that,” I answer honestly.
“And our friendship?”
“It’s still the same, I mean, now it has more colors.” I wink at her. “Don’t worry, Sunshine. Nothing can ruin our friendship. I won’t lie and say I’m not dying to feel you again, but…”
She lifts her face and silences me with a kiss, her arms wrapping around my neck as she sits on my lap, grinding slowly in an invitation I would never refuse.
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