Champagne Problems - Elizabeth Olsen

Peace

WARNING

Friends aren't supposed to be this close, aren't supposed to kiss and most definitely aren't supposed to cheat with their lovers for each other.

So, the audacity Lizzie has to tell you things she doesn't mean.

Because if you're friends like what she's saying, she wouldn't have you pinned against her bed with you panting underneath her.

"You have no idea how bad I've wanted you all day." She said, kissing the side of you jaw as she trailed them down to your neck. Your breath hitched as warm heat pooled in your underwear.

It took you only 15 minutes to knock on her door after she sent those messages to you. You don't even know what you'll say or if Robbie was there but what you know is that you came for a different reason than what you stayed for.

Lizzie sneaks her arms around your back and unclasp your bra in one swift motion. You raise your arms slightly so she can take it off you while at the same time her lips could remain on you. Her thigh slipped between your legs and you sighed at the tiny bit of relief it gave on your throbbing clit.

"You look so good in your dress. All I could think about was ripping it off you," she husked, moving her hips to thrust against you.

"Lizzie, fuck," you whimper, raising your hips to meet her thrusts.

She kisses her way down to your breast and suck your nipple.

Enjoying the moans you make, she sighs in satisfaction. Lizzie run her free hand to your neglected nipple and twist it. Several constant moan can be heard coming out of your lips, no care how loud you are being.

"I need more please."

Wetness pools between your legs. It aches for Lizzie's touch which the blonde seems to ignore. You raise your core closer to her to get the friction you needed.

"Tsk tsk, needy, are we friend?"

"Stop calling me that." Lizzie stops her movement all together making you whine.

"Who gave you the right to have an attitude?" Lizzie grips your jaw her way so you can look at her but quickly loosen the grip when she noticed the surprise in your eyes.

This is new, you can't pin point which exactly but she seems more dominant this time. The way she grips your jaw makes you wet even more.

"I need you... Please."

"Here?" Lizzie cups your heated area; she can feel how wet you are through your panties.

She pushes your underwear to the side not bothering to take it off. The cold breeze made contact with your core that made you shiver.

Lizzie runs her fingers through your folds, toying with your clit as she watches you squirm.

"Is this all for me?" Lizzie teases you, she added pressure to your aching clit making you whimper as you nod. "I asked you a question."

"Yeyes - fuck, it's all for you." You manage to say.

Lizzie sigh out in satisfaction, she continues to tease you when she manages to trace your fold back to your entrance. Eyes closed, lips between your teeth, you enjoy the way Lizzie plays with your core. She on the other hand, loves watching how pleasure is painted all over your face, this very image sends heat straight down to her core.

"You're so wet, Baby." She peppers your neck with kiss and before you could utter another word Lizzie plunge two fingers inside your core, making you arch your back in pleasure.