Page 8 of Friends to Lovers


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One hand was on her ass as we moved and the other around her back as I held her securely. I sucked her as she moved over me, pushing away the fact that my neck hurt. I was a few inches taller than Rosie and this was a difficult move, but so worth it. I kissed her when I needed to let her in deeper, kissing her swollen lips as we began to fuck. Rosie moved fast over me, brushing her nipples over my chest as I felt myself slide deep into her. I moaned her name, and she breathed out slowly as I began to move with her.

There was something between us that I’d never found with another woman and I memorized the perfection of being inside of Rosie. I focused on every thrust and the way she wrapped around me like a glove. I let the sounds of her moans play back through my mind as she started to tighten around me.

“Sterling. Fuck me,” she said as I held her ass and started to move with earnest. Rosie slipped her arms around my neck and held on as she let go, her nails digging into my shoulders. Rosie came with a soft whisper of my name that showed her control and I jerked up a few more times into the tight heat before coming myself. I wanted to roar her name, but I only groaned as I stilled, jerking forward with the force of the orgasm.

I watched her drop to the pillows and breathed in the scent of us in the air. Rosie breathed in hoarsely and she closed her eyes, trying to relax. I took the condom off, knotting it and tossing it into a trash can next to my bed. I moved over her body, resting my head on her stomach as she slipped her hands into my hair. It only got better with us. That could have to do with the fact I didn’t see too many women multiple times, making me wonder if I should. They all wanted that.

Seeing Rosie like that wasn’t an option. Our families would never approve, and we were both close to them. Was it worth losing that for some good sex?

We eventually opened the wine and ate the pizza on the bed, still naked. This felt too natural, and I glanced at her several times to read her face. Rosie was laughing and talking like she usually did as we passed the bottle back and forth, sipping it. I knew that I was feeling it and looked over at Rosie after I put the pizza box back on the table.

I walked back over to her, looking into her eyes to see the familiar buzz in them. She was draped against my pillows, with her hair draped behind her as she talked about one of her classes. She was completely open to me: legs spread and nipples hard as they begged to be sucked. I listened to her as I eased closed, wrapping my mouth around one nipple as she glanced down at me. My hand strayed between her legs, finding her wet as I stroked her softly. Somehow, Rosie kept talking, and I laughed as she finished the story moving to the other nipple. She began to stroke my hair, and I slipped a finger inside of her as she let out a soft moan.

I knew she was close to coming when I pulled my hand away and urged her on her knees. I reached for another packet and ripped it open before driving myself inside of her. She was so slick and tight, and I buried myself deep. I reached under her, stroking her stomach, and then cupping her breast as she moaned. Rosie started to rock b

ack against me and I knew that I was going to come too fast. I wanted to fight that, but I couldn’t and jerked, filling the latex as she clung to my body with her own heat.

We ended up falling asleep together. I had her pulled against my stomach with my arms around her and felt secure and comfortable this way. I’d never slept with a woman after sex. I always made them leave. We each stirred a few times and woke up together at five in the morning. Rosie turned to face me and pressed her lips to my chest as I pulled her closer.

“What time is it?” She asked softly as I glanced at the clock by the bed.

“Just past five.” I replied as she sighed.

“I guess it’s obvious I’m not coming back tonight. I’ve never done that before. Neither has she…” Rosie spoke softly as I raised an eyebrow.

“Violet sleeps in the dorm every night?”

“She comes back at some point during the night. No sleepovers.” Rosie spoke quietly, and I realized that was my rule.

“That usually isn’t me,” I said as I realized I admitted to sleeping with other girls in that simple statement. I wanted to take it all back, but I couldn’t.

“Should I apologize for falling asleep?” Rosie asked as I felt her breath against my skin.

“No. I like this,” I told her, feeling her kiss my skin again. I felt my body react and stroked her hair as she made her way up to my mouth. We kissed slowly, and I pushed her to her back and reached for a condom. I’d never been with a woman when it was still dark in the morning before. I rolled it over myself after tearing the packet open and slid inside of her, welcoming the heat. I moved slowly, knowing that it was perfect for this moment. She rocked with me and gripped my neck as our bodies met in slow, deep thrusts. We came together, and I rolled away from her when it was over, staying on my side next to her. We didn’t have class today, and I pulled her against me again. “Want to sleep some more and then grab some breakfast with me?”

“Yeah. That sounds great.” I kissed her hair and rose to head to the bathroom. I tossed the condom into the trash and went back to bed, taking her sleeping form into my arms. We woke up again at eight and I offered her my shower and a clean sweatshirt that would hide those amazing breasts. I almost threw her right on the bed last night when she walked in that way. She emerged from the bathroom dressed and with her hair braided over her shoulder. I jumped in and rinsed off before dressing in some jeans and another sweatshirt before slipping my feet into my favorite Cons.

We headed to a local diner that was within walking distance and I glanced around the room to see a few friends. They waved at me and I nodded back, asking for a private table. I was still processing our night together and wanted some space. We slipped into the booth and ordered coffee as she smiled awkwardly.

“This is just us, Rosie. I’m not ready to deal with this with my friends right now.” I assured her as she gave me a long look. I realized how that sounded and picked up the menu, turning the pages with a scowl on my face. I didn’t know what to say, and that’s why I didn’t spend the night with girls. I tried to focus on Rosie as my friend, pushing aside the memories of last night from my head. “I am better friends with you than I am with some of the other people in this room, Rosie. I want to just spend this meal with you.”

“Okay,” she agreed as she picked up her own menu. We ordered some food, and she reached into her purse for her phone as it chimed. Rosie looked thoughtful as she sent back a message. I assumed that it was Violet, and Rosie was telling her what she wanted to about the night before. Rosie slipped her phone back into her purse and reached for her steaming coffee, sipping it gratefully.

We chatted about school and other safe topics over breakfast. I don’t think either of us knew what to say about the previous night together. It was complex and more than I ever thought it would be. Rosie started everything last night where I’d been the one to initiate everything in the past. She wanted it so much that she asked me for it. When I paid the bill, she rose and smiled down at me.

“Thanks for the breakfast, Sterling. I have to head back and finish studying.” Her voice was soft, and I stared at her. She was so beautiful but there was a sadness in her eyes as she left the building and turned to go to her room. I didn’t expect her to kiss me goodbye or anything, but she just left. I took her lead and grabbed my coffee to go sit with my friends. I needed to figure this out.

9

Rosalind

I made my way back to the dorm feeling empty. I needed to see my family for dinner tonight and wanted time to get ready. My mom would interrogate me about the boys at school. Yes, she called them boys like they weren’t going to graduate and be on their own already. I couldn’t let her find out anything about Sterling.

When I walked in the door, Violet looked at me from the pile of books on her bed.

“Good… morning?” She said as I shot her a look.

“Hi,” I told her as I dropped my purse and sweater on the desk before stretching. I worked muscles that I didn’t know I had last night. I felt Violet watching me and knew that she wasn’t happy with my vague answer earlier.

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