More Than Friends Page 4

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  The delicious smell of frying bacon and percolating coffee woke Lizzy up from a deep sleep.

  Sleepily, she slipped on her t-shirt and underwear and padded into the kitchen, surprised to see Jake standing at the oven, dodging the spatter of bacon fat.

  “Hey,” she said, wondering how awkward the day was going to be.

  He glanced at her over his shoulder. “Good morning, beautiful. Hungry? Brent’s still asleep. I don’t think he slept well on the floor. He took over the couch as soon as I got up.”

  She chuckled. You could hit Brent over the head while he was asleep and he wouldn’t rouse. She’d never seen another person sleep as deeply as he did. Jake was an early riser like she was, seeming to want to get most of his tasks done for the day before lunchtime.

  “I thought you didn’t know how to cook? I’ve never seen you be handy in the kitchen before.”

  “Well, my mama thought I should at least know how to cook breakfast. Dad said that was the way to a woman’s heart—a good start to their day, you know?”

  Lizzy smiled. “I think he was right.” She snatched a piece of bacon resting on a paper towel on the counter. It crunched satisfactorily in her mouth, making her salivary glands erupt.

  “It’s good,” she said, fixing herself a cup of coffee to bring herself back to life.

  “Glad you like it. I thought it’d be just the thing to get you back on your feet.” He finished up then scrambled some eggs and cooked them in the bacon grease.

  “Damn, you really do know how to soften up a girl.”

  He smiled, revealing that enticing dimple as he fixed them both a plate. They ate at the counter, watching each other. It was hard to stay mad at him when he looked so sexy in his boxer briefs that hugged his legs and butt like a glove. She didn’t want them to think it was okay to treat her emotions like they were a game, however.

  “About last night…” she began, then trailed off, unsure of what to say or where to start. She was pretty sure she shouldn’t have given in to either of them, and she was worried now about how their relationship had been altered forever.

  He sighed. “I want to apologize, for me and for Brent. We weren’t toying with you or trying to treat you like some ordinary lay. We just…Brent is such a fuckup when it comes to this. I don’t know how he’s going to be a lawyer when he spends so much time putting his foot in his mouth.”

  “He does have foot-in-mouth disease.”

  “Chronically,” Jake agreed. “Anyway, we’ve both always had a little crush on you. I just thought, once in the friend zone, always in the friend zone.”

  “But we’ve been friends forever, before things like sex and wanting to be boyfriend and girlfriend had ever entered the picture. I thought y’all just looked at me like your kid sister or something.”

  Jake snorted and set his plate in the sink. “Where would you get an idea like that?”

  Lizzy rinsed their plates off, avoiding looking at him. “I’ve never seen you date a black girl for one.”

  “What’s that got to do with anything?”

  “I don’t know. I always figured I wasn’t your type. I thought you’d stick to sexy blondes and brunettes.”

  Jake sighed, grabbing her arm and turning her toward him. “You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever known. And it isn’t just looks. You’re the complete package—funny, smart, easy-going. Why wouldn’t I want to date you?”

  She flushed, feeling her face flame. “You still never tried.”

  “Dammit, Lizzy. Can you blame me? I didn’t want you thinking it was just about sex. Didn’t you ever wonder why we never let you get to know any of our girlfriends?”

  “I suppose when you put it that way, it was kind of odd.”

  “We didn’t want to screw up and lose you. Now it looks like we did it any damned way.”

  She sighed. “No, you didn’t. I love you. Both of you. I just don’t know where we’re going from here. Is this friends with benefits or is it something else? Something more than that? And how could I ever choose between you and Brent? You’ve both been in my heart for so long, I don’t know how I could ever get along without either of you.”

  His eyes darkened when his lids drew down. “Maybe you don’t have to,” he said, pulling her into his arms.

  He lifted her chin, bending down to slant his mouth over hers. She opened her mouth to accept him inside, thrilling to his tongue sweeping into her mouth. He tasted like coffee, dark and inviting. She sucked him greedily as he warred with her tongue.

  A whimper escaped her throat when he pressed her against the counter, crowding out any chance for escape. Not that she wanted to. She’d wanted to feel Jake inside her pussy since he’d kissed her breathless the day before. That he wanted this to be more than sex only made the anticipation that much sweeter.

  He pushed her back, bending his knees to press between her legs. The hard feel of his body crushing against her, his hands grasping her hips. He made her knees feel like they would buckle under her own weight.

  Her pussy flooded with wetness, soaking her thin panties in readiness. She should have been embarrassed, but when he snuck a hand between them and slipped it into the front of her underwear, his grunt of satisfaction made her cunt clench on a hard spasm of pleasure. Her breasts felt swollen and heavy. Her nipples tightened into little pinpoints that pricked against his muscular chest.

  His thrust a hard thigh between her, making her ride his leg. The ridge of muscle against the tender lips of her sex and clit made her moan with unfulfilled longing.

  She grasped his broad shoulders, sighing when he broke from her mouth to nibble her jaw. “Fuck me, Jake. Don’t torture me like this. I need to feel you inside me.”

  “I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long. You’ve got me so hard for you, baby,” he murmured, sucking at a nipple through the thin cotton covering her chest.

  She groaned, grinding herself against his thigh, willing the orgasm to come, but she needed him. All of him. Hot and hard and intense inside her.

  He slipped his hands in the waist of her panties and tugged them, snapping the fragile sides and throwing them onto the floor. His aggression sent a lustful rush sliding through her.

  She arched her head back, gasping as he pushed her up on the counter and drew her to the edge, pressing between her thighs. He pulled his cock out of his boxer-briefs. The thick, veiny monster looked big enough to rip her in half.

  She grinned, wanting him to hurt her with it, leave his mark inside and on her forever. She moaned when he arched her back and ripped her shirt up and over her head. She felt unbelievably naughty fucking him in the kitchen, with Brent asleep in the next room. What if he heard? What if he watched them?

  Just the thought was enough to make her gush.

  Jake didn’t fail to notice her wetness covering her lips and thighs. “I’ve never seen anyone get so wet.” He pushed two greedy fingers into her hole, punishing her with torturous short strokes that made her gasp.

  “I have to taste you,” he said. He knelt on the floor, propping her thighs on his shoulders as he moved his mouth to cover her sex.

  The first hot, wet slide of his tongue through her juices made her bite her lip to choke back a scream.

  “You taste so fucking good, baby,” he said when he pulled back to look up at her, his eyes slumberous with lust. “I can’t drink enough of your sweetness.”

  His low, rumbling voice made her shiver as well as his words.

  She brought a hand up to grasp his silky hair and trapped him on her cunt. Seeing his blond head between her dark thighs made her so horny, she thought she’d die. She ground herself against his face to his satisfaction.

  He lapped at her like a greedy dog, licking and sucking, pushing his fingers in and out of her tight hole while he tortured her small clit. His suckling mouth had it throbbing in time with her heart, maybe faster. Tremors of pleasure rocketed through her center, leaving her weak and begging for more.

  “I need your dick inside m
e, Jake. I want it so bad,” she whispered.

  He stood with a grin, swiping a hand over his mouth to remove the mess he’d made of his face. Just seeing the satisfied look in his eyes made her cream herself more. The sloppier she got, the happier it seemed to make him.

  He was a beast, and she liked it.

  Jake pushed between her legs, propping them around his hips as he grasped his thick cock and nudged her tiny hole. She looked down, gratified to see the stark contrast of his pinkish purple cock against the dark lips of her sex. She was glad now she kept it trimmed up for an occasion such as this.

  Her pussy burned for fulfillment, to be stretched to the limits. Jake didn’t disappoint her. When his thick cockhead pushed into her slick vagina, she thought she’d melt into the counter. Her ass tightened, her cunt clenching and grasping for more. Desperate, she tightened her legs on him, drawing him inside. She wanted it all and she wanted it now. She didn’t want gentle loving.

  “Fuck me hard, Jake,” she begged, scratching at his arms, undulating her body to entice him more.

  “I like the way you rock yourself,” he ground out. “Do that move again,” he said, watching as she rolled her stomach and hips, letting him sink in just a little further.

  “That’s so hot,” he murmured, his arms shaking with the need for control.

  His control broke in that moment, and he slammed into her, full tilt. She couldn’t hold back the cry that erupted from her throat when he stroked past her g-spot and hit bottom.

  She leaned up and bit his shoulder, grinding against him, fucking him the way she wanted him to fuck her. Gone was the innocent little friendship between them. Years of unrequited, pent-up lust had left her too horny to pretend to be anything else but insatiable for him.

  Jake groaned into her neck, grabbing two handfuls of ass as he lifted her off the counter and brought her down, full weight on his cock. His arms tensed as he pulled her up and down, fucking her like a man possessed.

  Her veins hummed with energy, strumming with the heat whispering between them. She sucked on his neck as he stroked her powerfully, driving into her again and again. His strength, his hands made her tremble. Her pussy milked his cock with every thrust, until the tension built up between them to an unbearable level. The grinding of his pubic bone into her already swollen clit, the rub against her g-spot, was too much.

  Ecstasy, blinding and hot, poured through her like a sieve, touching every nerve in a coursing wave of heat. Her toes curled, her legs tightened, her fingers dug into him. She didn’t know or care if she hurt him, she just had to ride him until every satisfied drop of pleasure had been wrung from her body.

  Jake groaned, pushing her ass on the counter as he pumped into her, pouring his come deep within her womb until he was too spent to support her a moment longer.

  Their breathing was ragged and loud, and she swore she could hear his heart pounding in time with her own.

  “That was unbelievable,” she murmured, kissing his temple. With her eyes opened, she could see Brent leaning against the door jam, watching them, his cock hard and tenting his boxers.

  “I’ll say. Is there any left for me?” Brent asked.

  Chapter Six

  Lizzy got down off the counter and strolled to Brent, still naked. She didn’t have anything to be ashamed of, and it felt freeing to let herself go around them. Even though they’d only just become lovers, she’d been comfortable around them for as long as she could remember. Taking it to the next level had taken a big enough chunk out of her life. She was ready and eager for more and tired of waiting and playing games.

  “I need you to clean me up,” she said, taking his hand and leading him to the bathroom. Wordlessly, he allowed her to lead him away by the hand.

  In the bathroom, Brent just watched her, wary. Finally, he said, “What’s changed since last night? I thought you were pissed at both of us.”

  “Jake’s got a way of explaining things that makes it all right,” she said, looking back at him as she adjusted the water to the right temperature.

  When it was to her satisfaction, she crawled inside, looking at Brent with expectation. “You coming?”

  He didn’t have to be asked twice. He shirked off his underwear and joined her inside, filling the space with his big, muscular body. Lizzy admired the way his tanned skin was accentuated by the shower streaming over him, the steam making his dark hair cling to his forehead. His eyes entranced her, looking at her filled with the promise of lust and pleasure.

  The hot water coursed over their bodies, making their skin glisten. It was all she could do not to sensuously rub herself against his naked flesh and jump the gun. Eager as she was, she didn’t want him getting the idea that she was out of control for him. Even if that’s exactly what she was.

  “How’s this work?” he asked.

  “You wash me, I wash you,” she said, grinning.

  He returned her smile. “That’s not what I meant. I mean, us? All of us?” he said, rubbing soap over her arms. He moved in circles around her breasts, stimulating her nipples with his teasing strokes and slipping along her slick skin.

  She liked him bathing her, liked it even more when he went between her legs and rubbed her bare cleft, spreading her lips with precision to cup her clit. He circled the nub, slipping in the soapy water, watching her face with intense eyes to see if she liked what he was doing to her.

  She moaned, grabbing his cock and stroking him slowly, watching his member engorge and lengthen in her hand. “What do you mean?”

  “I mean, is it going to be the three of us? Are we going to try to make this work out with all of us, or are you trying to decide if it’s one or the other?” He moved to suck her earlobe into his mouth, still rubbing and working her pussy.

  Lizzy slid her hands against him, rubbing soap down and around his back and buttocks., letting his erection dig into her belly. It was really long and she couldn’t wait to feel it inside her again, to be just his for this moment. “If you want to share and make this work, I’m game,” she said, breathlessly excited.

  She looked up at him, breaking the suction of his mouth. “I’ve wanted this for so long. I can’t imagine not being with both of you at the same time. Especially since it seems you can both … share.”

  He rubbed her ass with slippery palms, ramping up her arousal. “I’m not greedy. I don’t mind sharing you with Jake. We’ve shared a friendship for years. We’re not little boys anymore,” he said with a grin, pushing her against the shower wall and pressing his cock against her slit.

  “No, you’re certainly not. Not little anymore,” she said, breaking into a groan when his hard cock rubbed her hidden nub.

  They moved, allowing the water to stream down their sides while he trailed kisses down her body. He nuzzled her slick breasts, nipping at her nipples, then went lower. On the shower floor, he knelt, and hiked one of her legs up to shield him from the warm stream. He spread her dark lips with his fingers, nuzzling her pussy with his nose.

  The moment his lips replaced it, she felt like melting down the drain. She gripped his shoulders, moaning as he nibbled and sucked her clit into a hard nub of intense pleasure. She could feel herself getting wetter, and when he moved to dip lower, to rub his tongue against first her vagina hole and then her puckered anus, she nearly collapsed under the strange, exciting sensation.

  He groaned into her ass, digging his fingers into her backside to spread her as far apart as he could. The smacking sounds he made down there, the erotic vision of his face between her legs…. It was too much.

  She cried out when he speared his tongue into her ass, tickling her and arousing her more than she thought possible. She felt her cunt gush on a spasm of pleasure.

  “Oh god,” she keened. “Your mouth feels so good. Fuck me with your tongue,” she begged.

  Brent obliged, stabbing her with his hot, wet tongue, making her cream herself and grind into his face. She couldn’t worry about allowing him air just now—he was on his own. There w
as only the pleasure his mouth evoked on her sensitive flesh.

  When she was almost to the point of coming, he stood and resumed his position between her thighs. He hiked one knee up, gripping her thigh with tense fingers as he pushed himself deep within her sopping cunt.

  Lizzy screamed when he hit bottom, digging her nails into his back. His hand was suddenly behind the crown of her head, pulling her head back. The sting in her scalp did nothing but accentuate the lovely, painful dig of his cock deep at her cervix. She cried out, grinding and rolling her pussy against him, riding his dick as if her life depended upon it.

  The orgasm she’d had with Jake earlier left her more sensitive now. She reached orgasm before she’d had a chance to really enjoy herself with Brent, but it seemed he was nowhere near his own. Her cunt milked him, clenching and unclenching as she came, and then she found herself building up towards another. Tension seeped into her, gripping her hard. Her pussy spasmed and tensed.

  Brent pounded her, their flesh making wet smacking sounds in the shower. The sound of his ragged breathing turned her on. She could feel his heart pounding as he crushed himself against her chest.

  “You’re better than I remembered, honey. I could never get enough of you,” he murmured hoarsely, driving her passion higher.

  Incredibly, the tension knotting her pussy grew with his long, deep, powerful strokes. The piston movement drove her higher and higher, pushing her over the edge of sanity. Mindless, riveting heat assailed her from every pore, singing her nerves in a wash of fervor. She felt a burst inside as he came, igniting a firestorm of ecstasy within her that had her coming again, more intense this time than the last. That she’d come twice in one session had her mind reeling.

  The tension gripping them both eased as their breathing and heartbeats regulated. Slowly, he allowed her foot to drop back to the floor, pulling himself out of her cunt with a soft smack. He leaned into her, his forehead pressed against hers, making her meet his passion-filled eyes.

  She sighed, tilting up to kiss him softly. “Will it always be like this?”