She removes her underwear, whips off her shirt and crawls on top of me. Her bare center rubs against mine as she unclips her bra.
Instantly, my hands massage her breasts.
“Everything about you is amazing.”
“You’re just saying that because we’re naked in bed.”
“No, I’m not. I’ve never seen anything so perfect.”
I lift my hips, encouraging her to move. She takes the hint, her hips moving back and forth, back and forth.
When I’m not sure how much longer I’ll last, I reach for my jeans, retrieving a condom from my wallet.
Nat watches me with hungry eyes. I begin to sheath myself, but she takes over for me, pushing it down to my balls and then rising to her knees.
She holds me to her opening and slowly, oh so painfully slowly, lowers herself down on me.
I have to take small breaths.
“You’re so fucking tight. Oh my god. I’m not … hold on, don’t move,” I say and hold her hips until she’s all the way seated.
“You feel so good.” She moans, her hand on my chest as her nails dig into my skin. “How is this possible? I’ve never felt the way I do right now.”
Before she can say anything more, I pull her down for a kiss. As soon as I start to move my hips, she matches my rhythm.
She sits up tall, grabbing the headboard to hold on while I crunch up, my gaze falling on the way I slide in and out, in and out.
Shit. This is like nothing I’ve ever experienced.
This is heaven.
Pure fucking bliss.
I circle my thumb against her clit, and the simple touch sets her off. She cries out, her hips moving faster and faster until my body has no choice but to follow behind her, my orgasm tearing through my body at the feel of her clenching over me.
This. I could get used to this.
And who better to do it with than my best friend?
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
NATALIE
I’m not a cuddler.
Or at least I didn’t think I was.
I notice two things the moment I wake up. The first is the warm body that has me trapped under his arm and pulled tight against his chest. The second is the way my body aches, remembering everything that happened between us last night.
I slept with my best friend.
Not just slept.
I had sex with him.
With Tobias Banks.
And in a moment where my mind should be racing with worry over how this could go wrong, it’s not.
