Agony(Entangled Hearts Duet #1) - Kaylee Ryan Page 0,30
before I can stop them. His eyes widen, but I don’t have time to explain. I take the stairs two at a time and quickly unlock my bedroom door, slipping inside. What I see takes the breath from my lungs.
“Coop, is that you?” Reese asks. “I need help. This stupid shirt.” She huffs. “Cooper?”
“Sorry, yeah, it’s me. Let me help.” I jump into action, placing the headache medicine and bottles of water on the nightstand. Somehow, she’s managed to twist her arms with her shirt pulled halfway over her head. Her sheer black bra is giving me a full view of her breasts, and her nipples have decided it’s also time for a show as the pebbled buds peek through the thin material. I swallow hard and walk toward her. My cock is hard. Not just hard, but steel behind my zipper as I take her in. I’ve seen her in a swimsuit, but this… did I mention I can see her nipples? Perfect round pebbled buds just begging for my mouth.
She’s your best friend.
“Coop, are you going to help me or not?” She huffs again.
“Hold still.” I tug on her shirt and, between the two of us, we get it over her head and off.
“Thanks.” She throws herself back on the bed dramatically.
Her jeans are unbuttoned, and her boots are lying haphazardly on the floor. Her toned flat belly taunts me as she leaves it out on display. My eyes rake over her, and even though I know it’s wrong, I can’t seem to stop myself. I’m a guy, she’s gorgeous. Of course I’m going to look.
She slides the zipper of her jeans down and lifts her hips, trying to pull them off. “Help me.”
I don’t speak, but I do lift both legs, grip her jeans, and tug until they slide off. I avert my gaze to the floor where her boots are. I busy myself picking them up, so we don’t trip over them tomorrow, and place them by the door. I take my time folding her jeans and putting them neatly on the desk. I count slowly to one hundred, then pretend to be fascinated with my phone and count another hundred just as slowly to be safe. When I turn around, I’m greeted with a sight that I will never be able to forget.
Reese is lying on my bed in nothing but a sheer black bra and panties. If you can even call them that. It’s a thong. A very tiny thong. I know because she’s curled up, and her ass, her bare ass, is facing me. I swallow hard, but don’t look away. I can’t look away. It’s painful, not just because my cock is pressing against the zipper in my jeans, but because I can’t have her. I can’t ruin years of friendship over one night in bed. However, I’ll have this visual with me for years to come.
I’m lusting after my best friend.
I’m staring at her body.
I’m going to hell.
“Reese.” My voice is gravelly. “Let’s get you dressed.”
“Too hot,” she mumbles.
“Come on.” I grab the T-shirt I need to get her covered. I know her, and if she wakes up like this in the morning, she’s going to be mad at herself. “Let me help you.” She groans but holds out her hand, letting me pull her to a sitting position.
“I need this off,” she says, reaching behind her back.
“Let’s put this shirt on you first.”
“No, Coop. I can’t. I have to take this off.” She grunts and then heaves a heavy sigh as her bra becomes loose.
Closing my eyes, I count slowly to ten. “Where are my jeans? I need to put this with my jeans.” My eyes are barely open, and she’s climbing off the bed, stumbling across the room to place her bra on top of the jeans I just placed on my desk. When she turns to face me, I get a good look before averting my gaze.
“Here’s your shirt.” I hold my hand out, eyes closed, head angled toward the wall. I’m trying really fucking hard to respect her privacy right now, but fuck me, she is a vision. Nice pert tits, a handful if I’m guessing, and her nipples are like beacons of light in the night.
I want to taste them.
“Thanks.” She takes a step forward and fumbles. I reach out to break her fall, and her tits end up pressed against my arms.