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She shifted again, and I moved my hand down. I could hear her breathing once again. My heart raced as I moved my fingers back up. This time my fingers didn’t stop, and I lightly grazed the bottom of her breast. She sucked in a swift breath of air.
I groaned because I couldn’t stop myself. I groaned because I needed to touch her.
My fingers topped her breasts, and she whispered, “Wyatt?”
“Yes, Sadie.”
“What are you doing?”
“What do you think?” I moved my fingers gently across her nipples. She breathed in deeply then and gasped as I ran them back across again. Her nipples were hard, and I could tell she was enjoying it by the way she moved on the bed so that she was pushed up against me.
“Sadie?” I whispered.
“Yes, Wyatt?” she breathed.
“Do you want me to stop?” There was silence for a few seconds, and I didn’t move my fingers because I didn’t know what she wanted.
“No,” she said.
That was all I needed, the only answer I wanted. I didn’t know what was going to happen next, but I did know that I was going to enjoy this moment and I was going make sure that Sadie enjoyed it as well.
Sadie closed her eyes, and I pulled her close to me, pressing my lips softly to hers. I wondered how she would react, and I was surprised when she kissed me back assertively. She tangled her fingers in my hair, tugging on it as she sucked on my lower lip. Pressing my body to hers, I deepened the kiss, slipping my tongue into her mouth. She whimpered against my lips as I slipped my hand down her back and cupped her ass.
I was wading into dangerous territory, but I couldn’t stop.
I ran my hand back up to her hair, pushing it back to reveal the soft skin of her neck. I kissed down her neck and then back up to her lips. She growled as she kissed me back.
I laughed gently. “What was that?”
“What do you think it was?” She kissed me again.
I reached up under her top and ran my fingers across her stomach and up towards her breasts, stopping before I reached her nipples again. I wanted to move them up further but something stopped me. Instead, I moved my hand down slowly, inching towards her legs. She stilled, her enormous eyes gazing into mine. I lightly grazed her thighs and moved my hands back up slowly in between the middle of her legs, teasing her but not being too aggressive.
With any other woman, my hands would’ve been in her panties by now, playing with her, touching her, caressing her, making her call out my name. But I didn’t want to do the things I did to other women to Sadie. I didn’t want to use my playbook of moves on her. She deserved more than that. As much as I wanted to touch her and feel her and be inside of her, I didn’t want to complicate our friendship. There was a line, and I couldn’t cross it.
I kissed her again, and something stirred in my stomach, a yearning, a desire like I had never felt before in my life. The way she looked at me, the way she tasted, the way she touched me, it all felt like it was the first time. I felt like an innocent.
And when she ran her fingers down my chest and squeezed my arms, and I wanted to protect her from the world. The way she touched me so tenderly, it was like I was her protector and her man. But I wasn’t, and I knew I couldn’t allow myself to feel that way. I pulled her closer to me again and kissed her. I was bordering on desperate now, desperate for her to feel what I was feeling and to know how badly I wanted to completely devour her.
But I couldn’t do that to my Sadie.
The way she gripped my hair and squeezed my arms and kissed me back told me that she was enjoying it just as much as I was. I pulled away from her and we both gasped for air as we stared at each other, her eyes twinkling.
I didn’t know what to say. This moment was unlike any we’d ever had before. And we’d had so many moments in our life, so many tears, so much laughter, so much joy. She was the only person in the world who knew my secret desires and hopes and dreams and plans for the future. She was the only person in the world that I told absolutely everything to, and I couldn’t lose that.
There were so many things I wanted to do to her, so many things I wanted to say. But I couldn’t use the same lines that I’d used on other women … even though now they didn’t feel like lines.
“Your eyes look like the sky,” I whispered. She burst out laughing. “What’s so funny?”
“My eyes look like the sky?” She raised an eyebrow at me. “I’m surprised you didn’t say ‘like sapphires.’ I mean, ‘my eyes look like the sky,’ how ridiculous is that? That’s totally not unique. I’ve heard you say that to other girls.” She giggled and pressed her lips against mine one more time. “You don’t have to compliment me or lie to me, Wyatt. This can just be our little secret.”
“What do you mean, this can just be our little secret? It’s not a secret, and it’s not little. And I wasn’t telling you a line.” I had used that line on many women before, but I hadn’t meant it when I’d said it to them. “I’m serious. Sometimes when I’m in bed and I wake up in the morning and look up at the sky and it’s a light vibrant blue and it just draws me in. And when I look into your eyes, they draw me in as well.”
She stared at me for a few seconds and then giggled again. “Seriously, Wyatt?”
“You don’t believe me?”
I was annoyed but how could I blame her? I almost couldn’t believe myself, even though it was true. I ran my hand across her face and through her hair and then down her arms. She shivered slightly as my fingers grazed her skin. I moved my fingers over to her stomach and played with her belly button, and she stilled slightly as my fingers slipped into her panties and touched her in her most tender and private of areas.
