“I’m not looking at you like anything,” I breathe.
“You look like you want to kiss me,” he runs his tongue along his bottom lip, “And if you keep it up, I’m going to give you exactly what you want.”
“You can’t do that,” I swallow.
“And why the fuck not?”
“We’re friends.”
He suddenly pulls away from me and spins me on the stool until I am facing him. His hands go to my waist and he hoists me up, planting me on my work desk.
“Friends who fuck,” he growls as he lowers to his knees.
My eyes widen, “Noah, what are you doing?”
“You won’t let me kiss your mouth, then fine,” His hands slide up my thighs, disappearing beneath my skirt and my whole body lights up. “There are other places I can kiss.”
He curls his fingers at the top of my ass and drags me forward.
“Lie back.” He orders.
“Here!?”
“Lie back,” his demand is sharp and desperate. I obey, leaning down to rest on my elbows as his fingers slide into my panties, pulling them to the side. “Such a pretty fucking pussy, Sidney.”
He blows a breath over me, the cool air a shock to my system, and a whimper escapes my lips.
“What if someone comes in?” I breathe, some part of me knowing this is wrong, that we are crossing too many lines, but I’m helpless to stop it.
“Then I guess they’ll learn a thing or two aboutfriendship.”
Chapter Nine
If I could fuck the word friend out of her mouth, I would. She’s never just been my friend. It’s not that fucking simple.
She is, and has always been,more.
Leaning between her legs, I lick her from hole to clit, her taste lighting up my tastebuds, musky and sweet and fuckingmine.
My fingers bite into her flesh as I bury my face further into her perfect pussy, punching my tongue into her before I part her lips with it, moving up to that little bundle of nerves. I circle her clit, her whimpers like damn music to my ears.
I should have guessed she’d feel confused this morning, but I didn’t expect her to run out like that. Wedon’t do that to each other. And yeah, I’m a little pissed because of it. I’d held myself back from chasing after her, gave her a little bit of space, but I am a desperate, needy man, I’ll admit it.
She has me by the throat.
“Oh fuck,” she cries as I suck her clit into my mouth, hand sinking into my hair to tug at it, holding me closer. Who needs fucking air anyway?
How can she deny how good we are?
I lick and I suck, learning her body and what she likes. How she mewls when I tease her clit with the tip of my tongue, how she cries when I fuck her with a single finger. She is drenched for me, weeping against my mouth, soaking my hand.
And goddamn, she is beautiful.
“Noah,” she moans my name, the sound shooting straight to my hard cock. From the front of the store, the bell above the door jingles as a customer enters.
“Hello?” They call.
“Noah!” she hisses but keeps her hand on my head, forcing me to stay between her legs and on my knees.
