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My room is dimly lit, the street lamp right outside my bay window the only light illuminating the room with a faint spotlight over my bed marking the ideal place. Where I plan to make Chloe forget just how heartbroken she is.

I drop her hand and reach up to cup her face in my palm, gently caressing her cheek and wiping the tears from under her eyes. “Let me erase your sadness, ease your pain, heal your heart, even if only for a moment.”

She nods so subtly I’m not sure she even realizes she’s done it but I take it as my cue to give her what I know she needs from me.

Our friendship hasn’t been the same since the week we spent with Zane in Colorado. We arrived that week as best friends, two girls who shared a special friendship, secrets, and a love for each other, unlike anything else. But we left that week as one.

Two souls who came together in the most intimate way. To friends who became so much more after showing each other how much we truly loved one another. And not only in the way we’d assumed.

Chloe had a secret crush on me that had been going on for who knows how long. She was confused she felt this way from me, especially since she hadn’t really ever experienced anything like it. And after the first time I touched her in a way nobody had, I realized I wanted her more than I ever could have imagined.

I not only loved my best friend more than anything in this world, after that week, I lusted over her in every single way.

I decide to go first and take my time undressing, giving her a little strip tease as each piece of my wet clothing drops to the floor. She watches me intently, a carnal hunger growing in her eyes as they drift over my naked body. The room goes silent; the air grows thick, and my skin tingles with arousal from the way she’s looking at me.

As if the weight she was carrying on her shoulders and everything she was just crying about is suddenly insignificant.

As if only the two of us exist in the world and she’s content with the idea.

I waste no time getting to work removing her clothes. With steady fingers, careful not to touch her for too long to intensify the gravity of the moment, I strip her out of her wet clothes until the two of us are standing completely naked across from each other.

I take my time admiring every inch of her body. From the soft peaks of her round breasts, her nipples perfectly pink and taut, down to her toned stomach, glimmering in the afterglow of the sunshine that kissed her skin earlier today as we took in the rays of the warm Florida sunshine. Well, at least before the unscheduled downpour.

Though nothing is more perfect than the star of the show - her delicate, bare pussy I know and adore.

My mouth waters at the sight of her, the memory of her saccharin taste on my tongue already making me salivate with need. Chloe’s fucking delicious. Sweet, supple, and intoxicating. I could spend the rest of my life tasting her and be completely satisfied.

It wasn’t until the day I had my first taste that I realized how fucking crazy I was about my best friend. Sure I’m still into guys and absolutely love cock, but nothing tastes better than Chloe’s pussy. Maybe it’s the fact that I was the first to taste it. Other than Zane, I'm the only one who knows the exact color of her lips and the decadent taste of her arousal.

Unable to restrain myself any longer, I tackle her down onto the bed moving to straddle her, my knees folded on either side of her thighs as my hands drop to her perfect tits.

She moans in excitement instinctively reaching out to cup mine in her palms. They’re bigger than hers but it doesn't matter. I fit perfectly in her hands.

She surprises me when she makes the first move, taking my pierced nipples in between her fingers and giving them a less than gentle squeeze.

“Fuck Chloe,” I groan, reciprocating her actions as I reach down and take her right nipple in between my teeth. I give her a gentle tug before my mouth covers it completely, sucking and squeezing her tight.

Her skin is so fucking soft.

Nestling one leg between hers and one over her hip so our pussies are touching, I grind against her, my arousal already dripping out of me and glistening down between us. Chloe drops her hands to my waist and starts to move me even faster. “Rub yourself all over me Avery. I want to feel you, I want to make you come so fucking hard right now.”

Taking my bottom lip between my teeth, I grab her hands gripping my waist and tug them over her head, restraining her wrists against the mattress. “I’m the one who desperately needs to make you feel good, baby.” I lick a trail from her forehead down to her neck, teasing her collarbone before pulling back. “I need to taste all of you, to feel you on my fingers, on my face.”

Chloe wiggles beneath me, pressing closer against my pussy as she does, making the ache inside of me grow more desperate.

“But I need to first Avery. If you’re doing this to make me feel good, then ride my face baby. Please Avery, sit your sexy ass pussy on my face and ride my tongue.”

Her filthy mouth turns me the fuck on.

Any other time my baby wouldn’t have to tell me twice but I’m too fucking greedy to let her have all the fun alone. Instead of shifting forward to sit on her face like she’s so nicely asked, I flip around, sliding backward until both my knees are beside her head but my elbows are resting on either side of her thighs.

“Only if I get to fuck yours with my tongue.”

I lower my mouth to her pussy at the same time she moves and licks through my lips.

We both moan, only I'm not sure if it's because of the intensity of the feeling or the taste.

No one else has ever made me feel this intensely.

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