Feelings and friendship

Chapter two

I was shook. What the hell was he doing here? I was just in the shower washing off those sinful thoughts I had with ice cold water when I heard my phone buzz. With my hair still wet, I threw on a short legging, a tank top and my bathrobe and went to the door. Peeping through the peeping hole in the door, I saw him staring at his phone while my phone buzzed again. "Should I leave?" he asked. I unlocked the front door and opened it before he could walk away. He looked startled as I stared at him. "You're probably wondering what I'm doing here". Lost for words, I couldn't stop staring at him. He was so handsome. He smiled and I became dizzy. That smile... shit. "Well, are you?" he asked. "Yes, kind of" I stated. "Like I said, I needed to see you. May I come in?". I stepped away from the door, still speechless, and allowed him in.

"I can't believe your house even smells the same.. Where can I sit?" I led him to the lounge space I had right in front of my bedroom door and told him he could have a seat on the couch. "I have to put something else on, I'll be right back" I said as I walked passed him on my way towards my bedroom. He grabbed my hand gently and said: "you look amazing, come sit next to me" and pulled me down next to him. "You haven't even greeted me properly" he said and he leaned in to give me a hug- which lasted three seconds longer than usual- and a kiss on my cheek which landed a little too close to my mouth. I felt my body heating up. I wanted to take off my bathrobe but I didn't want to send the wrong message. Even though I said I had plans for the two of us, this escalated real quick. I did not expect him to show up like this, not the same night. I guess the old saying is true "be careful what you wish for". It's like he sensed my mind racing and asked: "Am I making you feel uncomfortable in your own place? I can leave if you want me to". "No!" I said, a little too fast for my own liking. "I mean, you're welcome to stay.. It's not as if you haven't been here before." He stayed silent and just stared at me. I wondered if I had something weird on my face, I couldn't figure out what he might be thinking. "what?" I asked. "It's just that you look exactly the same, but grown.. very grown" he said while looking at me from top to bottom but focusing more on my breasts, thighs and the space between them. I shuffled in my seat and closed my bathrobe even though I was hot as ever. "And?" I asked. He snapped out of his trance and said "Well, it brings back a lot of memories". I thought about the way our friendship deteriorated and looked uncomfortably at my feet. He tucked my hair behind my ear, tilted my head up, forced me to look at him and said "the good memories, they're all that matter right now".

I could feel his scent surround me, like he's marking me, making me unavailable for others. I quivered. He leaned in and inhaled deeply in the crook of my neck and I felt him shiver. I looked at him confused as he stared at my lips. I could smell his breath, feel his breath speeding up. I realized I was holding in mines. He brushed his lips against mines and it was so hard to hold in the urge to jump on his lap and kiss the pink off his lips. He gently bit my lower lip, I guess just to see how I would react. I let out an involuntary little moan. He heard it, loud and clear and growled while he grabbed the back of my neck and closed the little distance there was between us.

He kissed me and exhaled so deeply it was as if he was waiting for this very moment for a long time. By just the thought of a desire as great as his, I moaned even harder. He grabbed me by the waist, lifted me up like I was nothing and dropped me on his lap. I inhaled deeply, not because it was too much for me but it was everything I didn't even know I needed. I looked at him with half-opened eyelids and breathing heavily and said "what the fuck". He grabbed a fist full of hair, pulled me towards him and kissed me like I've never been kissed before. His left hand grabbed me by the ass as he said: "I never knew you had all of this" and I replied "guess you wasn't paying attention".

I guess that triggered something in him because he threw me on the couch breathlessly and stared at me. He put his index finger up and brought it to my lips. Greedily I took in his entire finger while I sucked on it and swirled my tongue around it. I could see him imagining my mouth somewhere else. He growled and yanked his finger as he left my mouth open, wanting more. His gaze burned over my entire body as his eyes traveled down. He stopped at the most delicate part and looked back up for approval. I didn't even flinch, I was too far gone. He kissed my inner thighs and traveled towards the part that was throbbin' the hardest. He stopped and looked up. "I want to take these off", as he stared at my shorts "but if I take these off, baby... there aint no turning back". I moaned. "Well?" He asked. I couldn't answer. The only thing I could think and wonder was: How can my body be on fire and oh so wet at the same time?