could kiss him.
I gasped and felt chills explode throughout my body.
“This,” he said.
We started to kiss.
It was just a kiss.
Before my mind could finish that thought, the kiss grew hotter. Grew deeper. Sab’s hands cupped my face. My hands grabbed his wrists, but I didn’t pull his hands away. Our tongues began to wrestle, each passing second felt like a year of missed opportunities between us finally catching up.
Okay, it’s just a little bit of making out. We’re drunk. It’s not like…
Sab kissed down to my neck. He slowly put my head back.
I stared at the ceiling and felt his kisses moving down to my chest.
At the same time his hands eased from my face and moved around to the back of my dress. As the dress began to loosen, my entire body shivered. I wasn’t sure how far this was going to go, but I had an idea…
Sab’s a rock star.
And I’m…
I wasn’t sure what I was to him.
I wasn’t sure that I cared either.
He guided my dress down my arms then down my body. Moving with speed and confidence, in a way I had only thought could happen in some wild fantasy of mine.
Maybe two… three times in my life I had taken a moment or two to think about what it would be like if Sab and I hooked up.
But this…
I looked down and the rock star drummer was on his knees before me.
Touching my legs, making sure I didn’t lose my balance as my dress was about to become more useful as a decorative throw rug on his bedroom floor.
When my dress was off, Sab looked up at me.
I was left before him wearing black panties and a black, strapless bra.
Sab had never seen me naked before.
Not even close.
All the years between us. The strong friendship. The way we believed in each other and took care of each other, but always leaving the physical side somewhere in a corner.
Sab inched forward and kissed below my belly button.
My fingertips touched his shoulders as my body felt ready to collapse.
Whiskey and a gorgeous rock star are a deadly combination…
He kissed down to the top of my panties and stopped.
His hands ran up the back of my legs, sending chills scattering through my body.
As his fingers curled around the sides of my panties, he looked up at me again.
“Bree,” he whispered. “I’ve wanted this from the day I met you.”
I nodded.
“I’ve wanted to kiss you. I’ve wanted to taste you. I wanted to share your innocence. I missed so much, babe. I missed so fucking much… but I won’t do that again.”
His hands pulled my panties down as his lips kissed me again.
He inched down and I sucked in a deep breath and let it out slowly.
His lips kissed against my soft skin… down… and…
The tip of his tongue hooked to my slit and pulled with a purpose.
I moved to my toes and gasped.
His hands grabbed my legs again, helping me step out of my panties.
I opened my legs and looked down to see Sab taking me with his mouth.
As his fingers moved up to my ass, pulling me closer to his greedy lips, his tongue swirled around my clit, offering a flirty dance with pleasure and destiny.
I told myself I would instantly fall in love with the man who could make me come with his mouth as fast as Sab was doing…
But there was no way I could fall in love with my best friend.
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SAB
Her clit was perky, a tender pearl meant for my attention.
I could tell by the way her body jolted that maybe it had been more than a few days or weeks since she felt the way she did right then.
That could have been the whiskey too.
As for me, I knew what I was doing. What I wanted.
Was I drunk?
Of course I was drunk.
But the taste of Bree’s honey on my lips was all I needed to survive any emotion that didn’t involve me being with her.
I moved my right hand to the back of her left leg. I guided it up and over my shoulder.
My lips moved away from her sweet pussy and I looked up at her.
Bree reached down and touched my left shoulder to keep her balance.
“Show me how you want it, babe,” I said.
“Sab…”
“Listen to me,” I growled. “This is your chance. Fuck my mouth, Bree. Give me all that sweetness…”
As I returned my mouth to her slit, she let out a loud groan and her left leg lifted, then smashed