Page 72 of More Than Friends

“You already made me come, sweetheart. And you will again. But you need to eat before I spend all night fucking you the way I’ve been imagining for weeks.”

My cheeks flush at the way he saysfucking. It’s raspy and makes my clit throb all over again.

He smiles before pressing a kiss to the tip of my nose. “I love making you blush. I can’t wait to see what other dirty things I can say to you later to make those cheeks even redder than they are now.”

I know it’s ridiculous, but I jut my bottom lip out because as much as I love the thought of having him later, I want him right now too. Now that we’ve started, I don’t want to stop. What happens if we go out into the kitchen and eat, and he realizes that none of this is a good idea and that we shouldn’t continue? Iwouldn’t blame him for it. I know that starting whatever’s going on right now probably won’t end well, but I’m too caught up in the desperate need for him to care. I’d hate that he never got the opportunity to come from my touch or if I never got to feel him move inside me. Now that I’ve had a teaser of Jude in bed, I want it all.

Jude slides off the bed, and I hate the feeling of his body not being pressed to mine. I want to touch him again, to feel his skin against mine. He pulls the baby monitor from his pocket, reminding me of Ava in the first place.

He turns it around and shows a sleeping Ava. “Look who’s still asleep.”

I smile. “Maybe we should take this opportunity to finish what we started right now while we can. She might wake up later, and then we’d miss our chance.”

Jude shakes his head. “If you think Ava waking up would stop me, then you really don’t understand how fucking desperate I am to feel your pussy around my cock, sweetheart. If she wakes up, I’ll deal with it, and the moment she’s back asleep, we’re finishing what we started. But you’ll need your energy for that, so stop arguing with me, and let’s get in the shower to get both of us cleaned up, eat some food, and spend the rest of the night doing everything I’ve been imagining for so long.”

He holds out his hand for me to take, and I let out a small whine before I put my hand in his. Between my thighs, I’m sticky from my own arousal, and he did run the vibrator all over my body before finally giving me what I wanted. A shower probably wouldn’t hurt—especially since he came on himself too—but there’s still a small part of me that’s worried that once we leave this room, things will change. There’s a reason we’ve fought the attraction between us. What if leaving pops the bubble that we’re in, and reality sneaks back in?

But Jude still stares at me with a heated gaze as he pulls me off the bed. He doesn’t look at me any differently. In fact, instead of going straight to the bathroom to shower, he pulls my body flush to his and grabs both sides of my face. “I meant it when I said you don’t even realize how much power you have over me.” Instead of letting me respond, he leans in and kisses me slowly. It isn’t rushed like when he first kissed me tonight. It’s as if now he realizes that he’ll have another chance to kiss me later, like he knows it’s not the last.

I kiss him back, wishing I had the nerve to tell him that I don’t think he realizes it isn’t me that holds all the power; it’s him. If he just said the word, I’d be his. The truth is, he doesn’t even have to say anything.

I’m already his, whether he truly wants that or not. I know giving in to the attraction between us might hurt me in the end. He’s got so much going on in his life that he might not be ready for the things that I want, but knowing that about him doesn’t matter. It doesn’t stop my heart from wanting him, from wishing we could figure it out.

Plenty of relationships stem from friendships. Is it naive of me to believe maybe ours can too?

I kiss him back, knowing that tonight might be the only night that I can have him this way. Tomorrow, we’ll probably both go back to realizing the reasons we fought our attraction, and we’ll go back to pretending it isn’t there, but tonight, I’ll be his. And that’ll have to be enough.

FORTY-ONE

JUDE

I’ve never beennervous around a woman, ever, yet here I am, my heart racing and my mouth dry as Charlotte and I stand in front of the shower. Steam begins to fill her bathroom as she keeps her eyes aimed at me.

She smiles before looking at her feet. “Hopefully, there’s still warm water. My thoughts of you started in the shower, and it was a fairly long one before I got out.”

I stifle a groan at the mental picture she gives me. I love the fact that she was thinking of me in the shower. I love that she was thinking of me at all. There are so many questions I want to ask her, but I keep them to myself. I want to know how often she thinks of me. I want to know what she wants when it comes to me. I want to know if this thing between us is just physical for her or if she wants me on a deeper level, the way that I want her. I don’t ask any of them, though, because right now, just knowing that she’s thinking about me at all is all I need to know. It’s answer enough, and I don’t want to scare her away.

But I’m desperate for answers. I want to know every thought and feeling she has because she makes me feel things I’ve never felt before. She makes me want things I’ve never wanted with anyone else. Her ability to make me nervous is proof enough thatCharlotte has a hold on me that no one’s had before. It’s scary, not knowing if she wants that or not, but it’s also freeing, finally accepting that I can’t change it. All I can do is savor the moments I do have with her and hope that whatever we started doesn’t have to end.

I open the glass door and stick my hand underneath the water. “It’s warm, but maybe we should get in before that changes.”

Charlotte glances down at her naked body before her eyes move across my body. “Just waiting on you.” She smiles as she lifts an eyebrow, pointing out that I still need to take my sweatpants off.

I sigh. I don’t know why I feel so nervous to get undressed, but it’s just another thing that’s new when it comes to Charlotte. I turn the volume up on the monitor and set it on the bathroom counter. I make sure my gaze stays locked on her as I grab onto the fabric at my sides. I slide the pants down my legs before kicking them to the side. My hand finds my cock immediately as I wrap my fingers around myself and pump up and down once, just to give myself some kind of relief from the need I still feel for her.

Charlotte stares at me for a few seconds longer before she lets her gaze travel down. My cock jerks in my hand the moment her eyes go wide, and she licks her lips.

“That’s not going to fit,” she whispers.

I stifle yet another groan because I swear she’s trying to kill me. I want to bury myself inside her and not leave all night, and I know I need to feed her before doing that, but she’s making it incredibly hard to do the right thing and wait. Even though I came only minutes ago, I know it’d be easy to get worked up all over again. In fact, I’m already incredibly hard and ready for her despite just having come. It’s the effect she has on me.

She stares at my cock greedily, and it takes everything in me to not say fuck eating and slide inside her while we take a shower, just like I’m sure she was imagining before I caught her.

I hold the door open for her and nod in the direction of the shower so she gets in. “The sooner we shower, the sooner we eat, and then the sooner I can show you just how perfectly my cock fits inside you.”

She bites her lip before turning around and following directions. As she steps in, I can’t help but playfully swat her ass.

Charlotte yelps and looks over her shoulder as she steps underneath the water. “Hey! What was that for?”