Best Friends Betrayal ❃ j.r

Chapter Sixteen

WARNING - sexual content

Ava's pov.
I leaned back from the kiss; my eyes were still shut, trying to hold the memory of the kiss for as long as I could. When I eventually opened my eyes, I stared fondly into his.

Jake slid off the table top and stood facing me, reaching out his hand. I gazed at him.

"Come with me," He spoke in that voice that made me weak at the knees. Then, followed it with his smile that made me blush.

I slid off the table and took his hand. He led me into his room. I stood in the doorway and walked in first. He was leaning on the door, placing his hands in his pockets stroking his hair back and watching me as I walked in my dress and smiled to himself.

I turned to him and our eyes met. I broke the eye contact and sat on his drunkenly familiar bed. Jake still leaning at the door, watching me as my eyes darted all around his room.

He stood from the door and walked a couple steps into the room, just staring at me in wonderment.

I could only imagine being where I was a couple days ago and now I was here, sitting on his bed. I stood from his bed and approached him confidently, I snaked my arms around him. He responded wrapping his around me, I leaned up from our embrace and pulled his shirt to sit him on the bed.

Where I then sat next to him, we leaned into kiss and continued to kiss more passionately. Minutes later we had to break our kiss to breath. I went to kiss him again, pulling on his sweater vest to pull it off when I felt him gently grab my arm. I stared at him in shock.

"No," He whispered to me. I sharply leaned back. "no, I mean I don't just want that." He said caressing the back of his hand on my cheek. I relaxed and my hands slid back up his shirt and started to lift it. "Ava, no." He said trying to resist, taking my hand and holding it.

"I want this." I too whispered, even though we both knew his parents weren't home. He shook his head. "Do you love me?" I asked, his head that was resting against mine came up.

"Yeah," he said innocently. "but that doesn't mean . . ."

I placed my fingers on his lips silencing him, then replaced my fingers with my lips. Then continued to lift his sweater vest then started unbuttoning his shirt, which I slid off his shoulders. But I noticed that he had gotten more aroused by this passionate kissing.

When they broke the kiss, I looked at him as I unzipped my dress and slid the top half down, his eyes drifting with the dress.

My eyes dropped to his hands then I saw his erection. I guess he realised that I saw and tried to cover it, but I grabbed his hands and placed them on my bare breasts. His instincts kicked in and started to massage them, my head flung back with pleasure.

My hands went to meet his awaiting member. The feel of my hands grazing his sex through the material was too much to bare and caused him to pull me into a kiss. Where he then continued to remove the rest of my dress and underwear, but holding my soaking wet panties in his hand broke the kiss.

"Got a new pair I see." He said then smiling his cocky grin. We leaned back onto the bed, he was on top and still had his trousers on with is member poking through. He started to massage my breast more. I broke the kiss but pulled him closer and moaned breathy moans in his ear, which his sex responded to and got even harder if that was possible.

He broke our embrace to remove his trousers, when he looked down at my naked perfection. I now doubted my confidence, moving my arms to cover myself. He stroked my arms.