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“Why?”
“Because it’s not a good idea.”
“Be reckless for once in your life and jump into the unknown with me.” Her tongue runs across her lips, and I can see her resistance is breaking down. She wants me as much as I want her. I lean in and bite her bottom lip. Not hard, but enough to make her flinch. Desire fills her eyes as our gaze meets again. “Drop the towel.” My voice comes out rough.
Her hands slowly drop down to her sides, leaving me the one holding the barrier between us. I loosen it and allow it to fall to the floor. I’ve always thought of Lara as shy, but she shows no sign of hiding away from me. She’s stunning.
Her beautiful pink nipples stand to attention and I’m dying to taste them. I run my hand up to her neck and pull her forward until our lips touch. I don’t go easy on her.
Instead, I kiss her like I’m starved, which I guess I am. This last month has been torture. My hand wanders down to her right breast and I cup it, giving it a firm squeeze. She moans into my mouth, which I absolutely love. My other hand pinches her left nipple.
“Oh, Mallory,” she moans into my neck as she softly kisses down to my collarbone. The soft tone of her voice tingles down to my core, and my pussy slickens. We’ve hardly started and I’m ready to come.
Her hands work the edge of my T-shirt, and I don’t waste any time helping her take it off. I’m not wearing a bra, so when I lean in to kiss her lips, we’re skin-to-skin. Her soft breasts feel amazing against my chest. I squeeze my pelvic muscles in anticipation.
“I want to touch you,” I say in a raspy voice.
“You’re always in a rush. Let’s take it slow,” she says softly.
Her hands reach for the button on my shorts, revealing the top of my black lace thong. She drops to her knees while unfastening the zipper. She pulls them down my legs and helps me out of them. Then she trails kisses from my right ankle and snakes around my knee and up my thigh. I close my eyes as she works her way up to my pussy, but instead of giving me what I want, she teases me by moving over my hips towards my belly button. When I reopen my eyes, she licks and caresses my navel. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. My mouth goes dry. “Get on the bed, Mal,” she says through lust-hooded eyes, and I can’t say no.
“Whatever you say.” I wink at her, hoping to show I can control myself. I didn’t take Lara as a girl to call the shots. While I’m getting comfy, she disappears under the bed. She pulls out the box of old memories and starts digging under the photos until she finds what she wants.
She takes out a beautiful purple ostrich feather with a jewelled handle. “I must’ve missed that when I was snooping,” I say.
She gives me a coy smile. “Close your eyes.”
I do as she asks and she moves beside me. Starting at my toes, she slowly caresses my body with the feather, awakening my senses. She rubs up over my knees and along my thighs. The soft feather grazes my panty line and over my navel while she works up to my chest. She softly pats over my nipples before lightly stroking my breasts. The little hairs on my skin stand to attention. She works around my body, touching every part of me until she moves back to my thong, which I wish I didn’t have on.
She pats it a few times and pushes the feathers through the holes in the material, and then swishes the feather from side to side. She repeats the movements until I’m desperate to remove my underwear. I reach down, shoving my hand into the wet folds of my pussy. I finger my clit a few times and then remove my thong.
My eyes meet Lara’s. All I see is lust. She brings the feather back to my pussy, and I part my legs. The pressure is light as she starts to tease me. I close my eyes once more, and she increases the speed. She continues to increase the pressure until I’m pulling away from the duvet.
Her lips come crashing down on mine, and she replaces the feather with her fingers. That’s all the invite I need. My hand moves over her breast and down to her pussy. I dip my fingers into her folds, finding her soaked. She moans, and I can’t help moaning back. My index finger penetrates her entrance a few times before I home in on her sweet spot. We rub each other until we’re making enough noise to wake the dead.
She dips into my entrance, and I do the same to her. We kiss and caress each other’s tits. I move back to her clit and circle the swollen bud. She starts to finger fuck me, and I’m struggling to stay focused. I want to make her come hard. She adds a second finger, and I apply more pressure to her clitoris. Softly, I bite her lip, making her moan again. Her legs tense as I bring her closer to orgasm.
Her pussy’s so wet, and my fingers easily slip over her clit. She feels amazing. Her moan starts low and builds into a scream as she can’t fight back the pleasure anymore. She comes under my hand, and I bring my fingers to my lips to taste her sweet juices.
She brings her thumb up, and it grazes against my nub as she pushes her fingers in and out of me. My hand returns to her pussy and I dip into her entrance. I want my hand buried inside her when I come. We finger fuck each other, and I ride the waves of pleasure as I take what my best friend is offering. There’s no holding back now. I arch my back and moan out my orgasm. My fingers leave her pussy so I can taste her as I enjoy my high. She moves closer to me, rubbing her pussy against mine.
“Fuck that was intense,” I say.
“Mind-blowing.” She kisses me a few more times, and I palm her breast. I could get used to this. We bring each other to climax a few more times before we finally fall asleep on the bed.
* * *
I’m awake and Lara is between my legs, eating my pussy. I arch my back, pushing her head closer. “It’s my turn next,” I say.
She flicks her tongue over my clit, and I moan out her name. All these years I’ve been missing out. She doesn’t go easy on me this time. She sucks on my clit and works me over like a pro. Her tongue works into the grooves of my pussy and my nipples tighten. I stroke my own breasts while enjoying the view between my legs. Lara doesn’t stop until I’m screaming her name. I come uncontrollably. This time, I don’t savour the release. Instead, I flip her over and repay the favour.
We snuggle on the bed. “Will you reconsider coming with me to America?” I ask.
She trails kisses on my arm. “I’m sorry, but my stance on that hasn’t changed. I love you and you’re my best friend, but maybe we’re not meant to be more than this.”
My heart aches. I feel like I’ve been punched in the chest and the pain is never going to go away. Deep down, I know Lara’s right. I don’t want to move to England and she doesn’t want to leave. Maybe love isn’t enough.
CHAPTER17
