What Are Friends For? Page 4

He had to kiss her again before he drew a firm nipple into his mouth. He clamped his teeth around the base of it, flicked it with his tongue. Erin squirmed beneath him, arched her back as if trying to get more of her breast into his mouth. He kneaded each mound while he sucked one nipple, then the other. Back and forth, he gave each peak equal attention.

  Erin tunneled her fingers into his hair. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

  He had no intention of stopping something that felt so good to both of them. He continued to knead her breasts, drew harder on her nipples. Her breathing became choppy, uneven. She grabbed handfuls of his hair and tugged as her body jerked beneath him.

  “Oh, God!”

  A sound between a groan and a grunt came from her throat. Rolling both nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, he watched the pleasure pass over her face.

  Soft, rapid pants flowed from her parted lips. She released his hair and her hands fell limply to the couch on each side of her head. Wanting to prolong her pleasure as long as possible, he continued to lap at her nipples until she opened her eyes again.

  “I love your breasts.”

  “I love you loving them.”

  He couldn’t resist suckling one tip for a few more moments. “Wanna try for another orgasm this way?” He grinned at the sound of Erin’s laughter. “I’m willing. I could suck your nipples all night.”

  Holding the sides of his head, she brought him close enough to kiss. “There are other ways to make me come.”

  “Such as?”

  She arched her hips, pushing her mound against his cock. “The old-fashioned way is good.”

  “How boring.” Luke dropped a kiss on each nipple, between her breasts, two inches below them. “There are all kinds of things I can do to make you come.”

  He thought he heard her whimper when he tickled her navel with the tip of his tongue. “Such as?” she asked, repeating his question.

  “I’ve always believed actions speak louder than words.”

  “Action is good.”

  Luke grinned to himself. He liked the playful Erin. He didn’t think his cock had ever been so hard, but he ignored its insistence for attention. For now, this was all about the lovely woman lying beneath him.

  Rising to his knees again, he tugged her thong past her hips. He released a long whistle when he saw her bare mound.

  “Nice.”

  He pushed her legs straight up so he could remove the thong. After it joined her top on the floor, he lowered her legs again, one on either side of his. He touched the smooth skin of her mound, let his hand drift between her thighs. Creamy, silky folds greeted his fingers.

  “Very nice. I like how wet you are.”

  He rubbed her clit with his thumb as he pushed a finger into her channel. Erin drew in a sharp breath, lifted her hips from the couch. “Mmm, yes.”

  “Need more?”

  “Oh, yes.”

  A second finger joined the first. “How’s this?”

  “Good. Really, really good.”

  He leaned over her, propped himself up on his other hand while he played with her pussy. He slid his fingers in and out, caressed her clit, repeated his actions. Erin pumped her hips in time with his movements, picking up speed as he glided his fingers faster over her slick flesh. She lifted one leg to the back of the couch, spread her legs even wider.

  “That’s the way,” he urged, his voice husky. “Come for me again.”

  Luke moved one foot to the floor to give himself more room to touch her. He watched Erin’s face, knowing by her expressions when to move his fingers faster or slower over her labia. He could tell she was close to another orgasm, but needed something else to push her over the top. Shifting his foot to give him better balance, Luke lifted his hand from the couch and moved it to her clit. He pushed two fingers farther inside her and pressed up into her G-spot.

  Erin gasped.

  Cream flowed over his fingers as he massaged that sensitive spot inside her pussy. Erin bit her bottom lip, closed her eyes. Tiny sounds of pleasure came from her throat. Luke continued touching her with both hands, caressing her clit and G-spot at the same time.

  Suddenly she grabbed both his wrists and bucked her hips as she cried out. Luke felt the walls of her pussy ripple around his fingers. He stopped caressing her clit since he knew it would be tender, but continued the soft massage inside her body until she stilled. She released the death grip on his wrists and opened her eyes.

  “Wow.”

  “Good one?”

  “Considering I won’t be able to move for a week, I’d say it was a good one.”

  Luke chuckled. He drew his fingers from her body, lifted them to his mouth and licked off her juices. Erin whimpered.

  “You’re delicious.” He wiped his fingers across her labia, gathered up more of her juices. This time he held his fingers to her mouth. “Want to taste?”

  Holding his wrist, Erin looked into his eyes as she drew his fingers into her mouth and licked them clean. He’d never seen anything so sexy.

  Luke couldn't deny his cock’s demands any longer. He stood and shucked off his swimsuit. His hard shaft stood straight up, almost touching his belly.

  “Oh, my,” Erin said, awe in her voice. She sat up and grasped his hips, tugged him closer to her. Luke groaned when she licked the head of his cock. She twirled her tongue around the rim, ran it down the length of his flesh to his balls. They both received the thorough attention of her tongue before she ran it back up along the thick vein to the head. She opened her mouth over the crown and suckled.

  Luke grabbed her head, rose to his toes, and arched his hips. Realizing that he might choke her, he loosened his hold and made sure his feet were flat on the floor. She slowly slid her mouth halfway down his length, back up, down again. He longed to fuck her mouth, but wanted her to get used to the size of him first.

  “You’re big,” she whispered. She tickled the slit with the tip of her tongue.

  “Big enough.”

  “I like it.”

  “I thought women always said it was quality, not quantity.”

  “It is.” Her tongue circled the crown again. “But quantity can be very nice.”

  The top of his head almost blew off when she clasped his hips and took his dick in her mouth all the way to the base. “Jesus!”

  Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked him. Luke couldn’t help it, he had to thrust. He tried not to go too deep and hurt her. Every time he tried to stop from thrusting too far, she pulled him in even more. After trying to hold back for several moments, he finally let go and fucked her mouth hard and fast the way she seemed to want.

  “Yeah. Oh, yeah. Take it all. Just like that. Christ!”

  His balls drew up tight to his body. Pleasure skittered up and down his spine and through his cock. Fireworks exploded behind his closed eyelids. Tightening his hold on Erin’s head, he grunted as what felt like a gallon of cum shot into her mouth.

  Luke locked his knees to keep from crumpling to the floor. His heart pounded faster than it did after he’d swam twenty laps in the pool. He didn’t think he’d ever experienced such a staggering climax.

  He opened his eyes. Erin stared into his eyes while she ran her tongue over every bit of his softening cock. With such special treatment, it wouldn’t take him very long to be ready to love her again.

  The next time he came, he would be inside her.

  “C’mere.” He helped her to her feet, drew her into his arms for a long, slow kiss. He loved the feel of her naked body against his. His shaft stirred, already eager for the next round of lovemaking.

  “Let’s go to my bedroom.”

  Erin smiled. “Okay.”

  Chapter Six

  Eyes closed, Erin rolled to her back and stretched. She hadn’t slept so well in… She couldn’t remember the last time she’d slept so well. Great sex was better than a sleeping pill.

  Smiling, she opened her eyes and turned her head to look at Luke. Her smile faded when she saw he didn’t
lie beside her. She wondered why he’d gotten up without waking her.

  Maybe the sex hadn’t been as great for him as it was for her.

  No, that couldn’t be possible. He must have enjoyed himself. They’d had sex two more times after they came to his bedroom. He’d practically pounced on her the moment he laid her on his bed. They’d fucked fiercely until they’d both erupted in orgasm, almost at the same moment.

  A fast trip to the bathroom to dispose of his condom and he’d gone after her again, as if he couldn’t get enough of her. That had worked perfectly for Erin. She’d pushed him to his back and taken control, riding his cock until she’d shouted out her climax. Luke hadn’t been far behind her.

  He’d kissed her tenderly and tugged her close to his body, her back to his chest. She’d drifted off to sleep feeling warm, safe, cherished.

  No man had ever made her feel cherished.

  Erin sat up and leaned against the headboard. So now what? Even though he’d told her no when she’d suggested having sex, she’d practically tricked him into it. Maybe now that the rush of hormones had subsided, he regretted it.

  She rubbed a hand across her churning stomach. Damn it. If she’d done something to mess up their friendship, she’d never forgive herself.

  The scent of coffee brewing and bacon frying lured her from the bed. She searched in Luke’s chest of drawers until she found one of his T-shirts to wear. After a trip to the bathroom, she headed for the kitchen.

  She found him at the stove, turning bacon with a fork. Not sure how he’d greet her, she stood in the doorway and watched him. Everything inside her melted at the sight of that broad, tan back and strong legs. He wore another pair of denim cutoffs that molded to his perfect butt. Something about seeing a nice male ass in tight denim fogged her brain. She knew exactly how that ass felt in her hands, as well as the rest of his body. His hands, his mouth, his cock…

  Erin sighed. He’d done amazing things to her body last night. And her heart.

  As if he sensed her presence, he turned his head and glanced at her over his shoulder. His gaze dipped all the way to her toes and back to her face. “Good morning,” he said softly.

  He didn’t smile. The churning in her stomach intensified. “Good morning.”

  “Coffee’s ready. Breakfast will be done in a bit.”

  She didn’t know how she’d eat with her stomach one big knot, but she forced herself to smile. “Great.”

  Two mugs and a bottle of liquid creamer already sat on the cabinet next to the coffeemaker. Erin felt Luke watching her as she poured coffee into one of the mugs and added a generous amount of creamer. When she looked his way, he quickly turned his attention back to the bacon.

  He must hate her if he couldn’t even look in her eyes.

  Tension flowed between them, so thick she doubted even a machete could cut it. Her throat tightened, tears filled her eyes. She’d been so absorbed with her need to have someone in her life, she hadn’t considered how sex between them would affect Luke.

  Her vision blurry with tears, she groped for the counter so she could set down her mug before she dropped it. “I think…” Her voice came out sounding like she hadn’t used it in a week. She cleared her throat. “I think I’d better go.”

  “Why?”

  “Be-because you obviously don’t want me here.”

  “What makes you say that?”

  “You won’t even look at me.”

  She swiped at the tears before they could fall. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Luke remove the bacon from the skillet and turn off the burner. He walked over to her, placed one finger under her chin, and lifted her face to his. It thrust a knife into her heart to see the sadness in his eyes. “I need to know something, Erin.”

  “Anything.”

  “What happened between us last night?”

  She didn’t understand his question. “I don’t know what you mean.”

  “I want you to tell me what happened between us in the pool house and the bedroom.”

  She wished she knew what he wanted her to say. “We had sex.”

  He stared into her eyes for several long seconds before he spoke again. “Yeah, I thought that’s what you’d say.”

  He released her and returned to the stove. “Scrambled eggs okay?”

  Erin felt as if she’d wandered into one of those weird funhouse places, where all the mirrors distorted the images so nothing made sense. “Luke, are you angry at me?”

  He took a clean skillet out of the cabinet. She saw his chest expand with a deep breath. “No, I’m not angry. I’m disappointed.”

  The knife went a little deeper into her heart. Luke thought she was lousy in bed too. He came three times with her! She guessed that didn’t matter since a guy always came. An orgasm must not automatically mean satisfaction.

  Once again, she’d failed as a lover.

  “I’m sorry.” Her voice broke when tears filled her eyes again. “I tried so h-hard to p-please you.”

  “Shit,” he muttered. He returned to her, standing close enough that she could smell herself on his skin. “I’m not disappointed in you as a lover, Erin. You were incredible. The best I’ve ever had. I don’t understand why the idiot lovers you’ve had never called you back. I guess because they’re idiots.”

  “Then what—“

  “I’m disappointed in what you said happened between us. You said we had sex.”

  “We did have sex.”

  “No, Erin. We made love. It was hot and wild and intense, but still making love.”

  He sounded like Zoe. “What does it matter what I call it?”

  “It matters because it was special to me.” He wrapped his fingers around her upper arms. “I went along with your idea because I wanted to help you if I could. And I’m a typical man who’s led by his dick. I doubt if any man alive would be able to resist you in that green bikini. You have a really hot body, Erin.” He slid his hands down her arms to clasp hers. “But it’s more than just your incredible looks. I love how I can talk to you about anything. It’s been that way since the moment we met. We have a very special friendship and it would kill me to lose it. But after last night…” He lifted her hands, kissed the knuckles of both of them. “I think we could have something even more special, something that goes beyond just friendship.”

  The tension in her chest completely disappeared, to be replaced with a glowing warmth. She’d wasted so much time looking for that special someone when he was already in her life. She squeezed his hands. “I think we could have something really special too.”

  * * * * *

  Luke lowered his head as Erin raised hers. Their lips met in a soft kiss, one signaling a new beginning. She slid her arms around his neck, her lips parted beneath his.

  In one moment, the kiss turned passionate.

  Luke ran his hands beneath her T-shirt to discover nothing but smooth skin. He slid his hands up and down her back and over her buttocks while they kissed. He moved one hand up to cradle a soft breast, thumbed her nipple into hardness.

  She tilted back her head when he began to rain kisses down her neck. “Luke.”

  “Mmmmm.”

  “Take me to bed. I want to make love with you.”

  Luke swore his heart swelled in his chest at her choice of words. The tenderness in her eyes touched him all the way to his soul. He kissed her again before scooping her up in his arms.

  Erin laughed. “My caveman.”

  “Wait until I get you back in bed. I’ll show you a caveman.”

  “Do cavemen make love or have sex?”

  He dropped her on the bed. “This caveman is flexible.”

  She giggled when she bounced once. “I like flexible.”

  The hem of her T-shirt hit her at mid-thigh. Luke pushed it up to her neck to expose her body. “Spread your legs for me.”

  She did as he ordered. The feminine lips were already coated with her juices. Luke glided his thumbs over the sleek flesh, smearing her cream. “You hav
e the prettiest pussy. I think it needs a lot of attention. What do you think?”

  “I think you need to take off your shorts.”

  Luke shook his head. “Not until I do this.” Holding her labia open, he swiped his tongue from her anus to her clit.

  Erin moaned and arched her back. “Again.”

  Happy to obey her, he stretched out on his stomach between her legs. Luke slipped his hands beneath her ass and lifted her pussy to his mouth. Her musky scent filled his nostrils. Nothing smelled better than an aroused woman. Or tasted better. He licked her entire length again, then paid special attention to her clit. It swelled and became firmer beneath his tongue.

  “God, you taste good.”

  He drove his tongue into her channel, her ass. He would love to fuck that sweet little hole. In their many conversations about sex, anal sex had never been mentioned. Erin was so passionate, he doubted if there was much about sex she didn’t like.

  It would be so much fun to find out her likes and dislikes.

  He watched Erin fondle her breasts, pluck her nipples. He wanted to learn what felt good to her so he could copy it. He already knew how much she enjoyed him playing with her clit while pumping his fingers in and out of her channel. Continuing to lick her clit, he pushed two fingers inside to massage her G-spot.

  She moaned low and long as her body jerked. Luke rose from the bed long enough to remove his shorts, then lay on top of her. Linking their fingers, he held her hands next to her head. He nestled his cock in her slick folds.

  “I know you’re on birth control and I swear I’m clean. I don’t want anything between us, Erin, not even a condom.”

  Her beautiful green eyes filled with tenderness. “I promise I’m clean too.”

  Luke kissed her as he slid his cock into her pussy, and struggled not to moan. It had been years since he’d made love with a woman bareback. Without a condom to dull the sensation, he felt every part of her tight, slick channel when it clamped his shaft. He hadn’t experienced such profound pleasure in a long time.

  Determined not to come too quickly, he kept his thrusts as easy and unhurried as his kisses. That apparently didn’t work for Erin. She tightened her grip on his hands, wrapped her legs around his waist. “Faster, Luke.”