Page 17 of Friends to Lovers


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Sterling stood and walked over to the fridge, pulling out waters for us. I pushed away the clothes as I opened mine, taking a healthy drink of the cold liquid. He had the money to pay for this room as well as water or even room service. If his dad saw the credit card bill, there might be some questions, but he’d talk his way out of it. From what I knew. Sterling’s father was quite the playboy in his younger days. There was talk that he was to this day, but I never asked Sterling about that. It was a sore subject for him. I assumed that his parents were adults and that his mom knew everything that everyone else did. She was a nice woman when I was allowed over there but I didn’t pay attention to the state of their marriage. We were just kids.

We drank our water and relaxed on the bed as my mind raced with what just happened. It was just sex in a room other than his dorm or mine technically, but things were intensifying between us. I looked over at him and Sterling was sitting against the pillows as he stared at the wall. My heart plummeted as I wondered if he regretted tonight before I told myself it didn’t matter. We were both going home tomorrow and returning to our normal lives.

We walked out onto the balcony and looked over the city once we were wrapped in robes. It was beautiful, and I looked slowly over the brightly lit buildings as I wondered what would happen after graduation. I loved living here. I should look for my own place and see what I could do about a job. I wasn’t sure how my parents would feel about that. If they disapproved, it would be easy for them to pull the plug on my money. They had the control of it even though my grandparents started a trust fund for me when I was

in middle school. I wouldn’t have my own access to it until I was thirty, which was ridiculous. I suppose that’s when they deemed me ready to have a family and settle down or some such shit.

“You here?” Sterling asked as I blinked and glanced over at him.

“Yeah. Sure. Just thinking about tomorrow,” I replied as he nodded solemnly.

“Let’s stay here tonight.” I looked curiously at him as he grinned sheepishly. “We already have the room and the dorms are emptying out. We can order some food in a while and watch TV. Enjoy the amenities.” I glanced back, still seeing a few candles burning behind us. He’d certainly put a lot of effort into this.

“That sounds great. The bed is so much bigger than either of ours.” I smiled as I looked at him, seeing something that looked like relief cross his face.

“That it is.” His voice was low as I felt his hand on the small of my back.

“Why did you do all of this? Not only the room and dinner, but the candles? The flowers?” I asked curiously as Sterling looked past me for a moment, forming an answer.

“You mean a lot to me, Rosie. We’ve known each other for so long now and despite our families ongoing competition, we are still friends.”

“Friends?” I blushed as he looked at me. He was being sincere, and I was trying to crack jokes.

“I wanted you to know that this is more than a romp in my dorm. It has been for a while, but I don’t know how to define it.” He frowned and gazed up at the sky. “I just want the next few months with you until we both graduate. I wanted to make you feel like more than a fuck. You’re still one of my best friends.”

“I feel the same way,” I said, unsure of what to say. He was one of my best friends, but I wanted so much more. I wanted what I’d never be able to have with Sterling. It was my fault for getting involved in the first place.

We went back into the room and snuggled on the bed to watch TV, making love within the hour. We ordered some late-night snacks after we were done, still eating in bed wrapped in the robes that we put on when it was delivered. I loved being with him like this. We always got along well, spending hours together when we were kids. Now that we were adults, it was more of a mature relationship. At this point, it was a full-fledged adult relationship that was getting complicated quickly.

We drank some wine and finished a movie in the dark room. Sterling watched the credits and slipped his hand over to loosen my robe.

“Again?” I teased as his lips found my neck. He stroked my stomach, squeezing my breast as I moaned. I would want Sterling every damn time he reached for me. I craved him when we weren’t together. My body tingled, and my center ached for him as he pulled his face away.

“Touch yourself, Rosie. Make yourself come so you get tight and I can be inside of you again.” His voice was hoarse, and I whimpered as he slid the cloth from my body. “You smell so fucking good.” I spread my legs and watched as he guided my hand between my legs. I was sensitive and slick, and our fingers stroked my folds.

“Sterling,” I moaned as he moved his hand to my wrist. I kept moving my fingers, something I’d been doing in private every chance I got since hooking up with Sterling. He stroked my nipple as he watched me, and I reached over to pull his robe open.

Sterling was sexy. He worked out a lot, and it showed in his lean stomach and muscled arms. I admired him for a second before gripping his cock in my small hand.

“I want to come inside of you. Don’t finish me off,” he told me as he moved his hand to cover the one on his cock. We stroked it together, slowly as I found my clit with my finger. This was so much more than sex. It was something that I wouldn’t do with just anybody and the intimacy that I was feeling right now filled my chest with pressure. I moaned, and he urged me to keep touching my pussy. His words stirred me, and I moved faster as my other hand stopped moving over him. I felt his mouth on my nipple, drawing me into his mouth as I trembled. He sucked harder as I got closer, biting down as my fingers slipped inside of me. I cried out with the release and felt heat washing over my fingers as I felt his lips on my mouth. Sterling kissed me hard as I recovered, his tongue stroking mine eagerly.

I was weak as he pushed me to my back, spreading my thighs wide before he slid inside of me. I groaned as he filled me, each time feeling like the first all over again. Why did the best sex of my life need to be with Sterling? Why was it so forbidden and more to the point why did we both follow the rules so much?

Sterling brushed my lips with his as he jerked roughly into me. I cried out as he came, his heat shooting into me as he moaned my name.

“Fuck me. You feel too good. I don’t know how I’m going to get through the week,” he breathed out as he dropped to his back, reminding me that I’d be on my own all week. With my family. My body was boneless, and I knew that I wasn’t going to be moving anymore tonight as we sipped water, settling in for the night.

16

Sterling

I woke up with my arm wrapped around a warm body, blinking as I looked around the large room. It was a hotel room, and I inhaled the scent of citrus and sex as I smiled. I didn’t have to look to see who the woman beside me was. Rosie had a scent all her own, and I wanted to bottle it as I closed my eyes. I guessed from the darkness of the room that it was still very early and turned towards her to go back to sleep.

I woke up when the room was bright to a mouth wrapped around my cock. I groaned, slipping my hand into her hair as Rosie moved slowly over me. I could wake up every day to this for the rest of my life. I looked down to see her under the blankets, her dark hair draped over my body.

I needed to fuck her.

“Get on your knees,” I told her as she jerked and looked up at me. “I need to make you think about me this week as much as I will you.”

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