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And then she bit her lip and shoved herself backward…
… and it felt just like coming home.
~ 14 ~
ARIANA
It was the first autumn out of high school that it actually happened; years of insane chemistry had finally come to a head, and my own curiosity had driven me to change our friendship forever. Most of all though, it was the loneliness. Tyler and Axel had both gone off to study at opposite schools, leaving Zane and I still hanging out together and missing them both.
On top of all that, I’d somehow made it out of high school untouched and unsullied. I’d had three incredible friends watching out for me, inadvertently chasing away would-be suitors while providing all the testosterone-fueled male attention girls crave at such an age.
Or almost all, anyway.
Like everyone else, I wanted my first time to be special. I wanted to lose it with someone I trusted, someone I loved and admired. Someone I was both physically and emotionally attracted to, and someone who loved me deeply in return.
And so I went over Zane’s house the night before Halloween, and told him to teach me everything.
There had been no pretenses, no hesitation. No worrying about what Tyler or Axel might do or think, because Tyler and Axel were thousands of miles away. I’d been dressed to the nines when I flung myself into Zane’s arms, finally allowing our writhing, lust-filled bodies to crash magnetically together. And as I drank from those sweet, gorgeous lips I’d imagined so many times, I thought my torment was ended. The moment he buried himself so deeply inside me, piercing my maidenhood with a shuddering gasp while holding me gently but firmly against his hard, masculine body, I thought I’d reached the pinnacle of happiness, and would never crave anything so badly again.
But holy fuck, was I wrong.
We did it again the very next night, and every day and night for a full two weeks. It was like the floodgates of our pent-up lust had finally been opened. The dam keeping our hormones at bay had spectacularly shattered, and we swam happily together through ocean after ocean of dripping hot sex.
Zane taught me everything I’d ever dreamed of wanting to know, as he brought me fully into womanhood. We rutted like animals at his place and mine, sneaking off to wherever we could get a private moment and screwing our brains out. He took me hard and fast, pinning me to his bed, drilling me until I gushed violently around him, exploding so hard I practically passed out. But there were times he took me slowly, sensually, with soft music and romance. He spent long, glorious hours between my legs, sawing slowly away between my thighs. Holding and kissing and loving me with a raw intimacy that only the best of friends could possibly understand, all while staring into each other’s eyes as we reveled in our shared orgasm.
Right now I was reminded of those wonderful times, as Zane gripped my hips and pushed his thickness past my aching folds. He was so deep inside me I had to bite my lip. I was lost in the moment, so desperate for this to happen, yet also so turned on by watching these two complete strangers screwing each other silly in the alley below.
“Jesus, Ari…”
Zane grunted the words while chewing my ear, marveling at how good I felt wrapped around him. The crack in his voice told me he was already drunk with lust. His hands slid up to my breasts as he continued working me from behind, and together we just bounced there for a while, enjoying the connection between us. Feeling the heat of each other from the inside out, as we screwed and groaned and grinded ourselves deeper.
God, I needed this!
I was fucking him back now, kissing him wildly over my shoulder. His sweet tongue danced with mine, and I was reminded sharply of all the times we’d done this together, so wantonly, so recklessly…
But the gratification was worth every last bit of the guilt or greed.
“Go harder…” I begged. “You know what to do. Don’t hold back.”
I had both hands braced on the window now, and Zane was giving it to me as deep as he possibly could. My cheek felt cold against the glass. Right beside my parted lips, it was fogging over with every breath.
“Don’t stop…” I pleaded. “Don’t you fucking stop…”
I was getting closer now, creeping deliciously nearer to that ultimate goal as I reached back with one arm to clutch him more tightly against me. Back arched, with his hot mouth chewing my shoulder, I focused on squeezing him even tighter from the inside.
“Zane…”
One strong arm slid downward, draping itself snugly around my waist. Zane pulled me against him, our bodies screwing even closer together. Spooning so incredibly perfectly, it felt like we were actually becoming one.
“ZANEEEE!”
My climax was a cascading avalanche of pent-up heat, surging over me with unstoppable force. It flowed upward and outward from my molten womb, flooding me with a euphoria so deep, so tremendous in its totality, that Zane needed both hands to hold me steady as I bucked and churned around him.
Fuuuuck!
I let myself float downward through the victory of my orgasm, spasm by beautiful spasm. As I did, sweet memories flashed though my endorphin-addled mind. I recalled every sizzling time we’d been together, Zane and I. Our two weeks of pure animalistic fucking had ended with him being called out of state for work, building concert stages for his brother’s company. By the time Zane got back, things were somewhat strange between us, or maybe we just thought they were. Either way, we each ended up giving the other some space. And in that space, whatever potential we had for an actual romance was never revisited.
We did still fuck though, a good handful of times after that. It was always between boyfriends and girlfriends, and always when one or both of us was sure the other only wanted a hookup, and nothing more. Friends with benefits became sort of a safe place for us, but a dangerous one as well. And that’s because we both made a solemn pact never to tell Axel or Tyler. This thing we’d created, whatever it was, would always remain our ultimate secret.
