Bad Boy Best Friend - Hope Ford Page 0,22

sexy. My resistance is just gone.

She’s standing next to my bike and I help her with the helmet. “So do you want me to take you home?”

Shyly, she asks me, “My parents’ house or your house?”

Somehow I manage not to pull her in my arms, because I know as soon as I do, all options are off the table. “I’ll take you wherever you want to go.”

She pulls her shoulders back and looks me straight in the eye. “I want to go home…with you.”

I stop breathing. My heart literally stops. All I can do is nod at her and get onto my bike. She gets on behind me and I don’t have to tell her to hold on because her arms go instantly around me. I start the bike and pull out onto the road toward my house. Wanting to touch her, I hold my hand over her joined ones on my stomach.

The ride goes by in a flash and neither one of us says a word as we walk up my sidewalk and into my house.

I’m about to offer her something to drink when she reaches for me. I recognize that fever in her eyes, it’s in mine too, urgent and demanding. I try to go slowly with her, but as soon as her body is pressed against mine, I lose all sense of reality.

I walk with her to the bedroom, and never once do my lips leave hers. It’s like this feeling has been buried deep inside me forever, and now that it’s free there’s no containing it.

I force myself to take a breath. I am so hard for her I know that I can get off in a second flat. But I don’t want that. She’s Laney… and she deserves more.

I kiss her and put everything I have into that kiss, telling her everything I need to say, things I don’t think she’s ready to hear, but hopefully she can feel them.

I take my time, pulling her shirt over her head, her shoes off and then her shorts. She’s standing in front of me, her large breasts covered in a pink bra and her most private part in matching panties. I’m stunned by how beautiful she is. She’s gorgeous with clothes on, but naked, she’s like every dream I’ve ever had being fulfilled. My eyes focus on hers while I undo her bra and then she slips out of her panties. She’s staring back at me and even though she’s not ready to admit it, I can see how she feels about me as she’s looking back at me. It’s okay, gorgeous, take all the time you need 'cause I’m not going anywhere.

When I finally look down at her full breasts with hard tips, her soft belly and then the small patch of red hair at the v of her thighs, my whole body jolts. I can feel it deep in my chest and my cock expands down my pant leg.

I fall to my knees in front of her. The scent of her arousal surrounds me, and I lick my lips in anticipation. I lift one leg and hold it over my shoulder, her pussy right in my face. Unable to stop myself, I lean forward and kiss her gently on her mound. Her hips buck, but I reach up to hold her steady.

I lick her then, tongue along her creamy slit, and as soon as her taste hits me, I dive further in, until I’m buried in her softness and her hips are bucking into my face. Her body is writhing over me, but I don’t let up, I can’t. I tease her, taste her, please her until she’s shaking uncontrollably. Her fingers are pulling at my hair, but I don’t feel the pain, all I feel is pleasure. When she comes, it’s violent and shakes her whole body as she spasms all around me.

I release her leg and kiss up her body, touching every part of her until I’m standing up in front of her again. She looks as if she may fall down, her legs are so wobbly.

I help her to the bed and push her backward, but she lifts up on her elbows. “What about you?”

I shake my head, because I know I’m not going to last one second with her lips wrapped around me and I tell her so. “When I come, I want to be deep inside you.”

She trembles and her eyes spark at my words. She’s nodding her head and