His best friend(18+)

Chapter 7

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...Kate was in the bathroom for another twenty minutes going over possible ways of exiting without Kyle noticing. But she came up blank. She just had to suck it up and go out there. Kyle would soon be banging down the door if she stayed in here any longer anyway.

She took a deep breath to calm herself and grip the towel around her tighter in her fists.

Here goes nothing.

She slowly opened the door.

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Kyle was sprawled out on his king-sized bed wearing only a pair of black pyjama pants; his mind whirling with thoughts of a certain red headed beauty.

All throughout dinner he couldn't stop thinking about Katy. She had looked so sexy in the green dress this evening that his mind couldn't stop conjuring different ways of getting her naked and having his way with her. At one point he found himself hypnotised by the sway of her sexy ass. The woman had him in a near constant state of arousal since he had kissed her in her kitchen, and how he'd like to do that to her again and more.

But of course he couldn't act on his desire to take her, it was just too risky. He didn't want to lose their friendship, it was one of the things that was dare to him.

He knew that once sex was thrown into the picture things would become awkward between them... He didn't want any kind of ill feeling to jeopardise their strong friendship.

On the other hand, he knew if he had sex with her once, he might not be able to stop. He was into skinny blonds but his Katy was a different kind of sexy, she was in a class by herself. She had curves in all the right places and her body was made for sex. He knew he had to curb his lust for her, but damn it if he didn't fantasize about having her in different sexual positions that would allow him to go deeper ...

He wondered what was taking her so long. The shower was off for a while now and he hadn't seen her leave the bathroom. He knew she was feeling ill but it didn't seem serious enough to have caused her to faint or anything. Maybe he had misjudged the extent of her illness.

He was about to get up and go check on her when the door to the en suit slowly creaked open.

He didn't know what he was expecting, but her in a towel was not it.

Lust punched him in the gut and tightly gripped his semi-hard shaft.

The woman was a goddess! Her hair was lose and appeared slightly damp, no doubt from the steam in the shower, hanging all the way to her waist. Her face was scrubbed clean and her emerald green eyes shone brightly, contrasting with her pale skin and flaming red hair. Her lips were full and ripe like a peach. A peach he had tasted and basked in.

Her body had him going up in flames and he had to grab a pillow to hide his growing erection.

She made her way quickly into the room, avoiding him as she headed for the closet where her clothes were hanging with his. He watched the subtle sway of her hips as she walked and he had to repress a groan.

She disappeared into his huge walk-in closet and emerged later wearing an old night shirt that looked like it had belonged to her father. Though the faded cotton material was unflattering, there was no denying that the body underneath was to die for.

Kyle was exhausted but he wondered if he would get any sleep tonight with a living temptation in the same room. He was never attracted to her this much before. Yes, he realised that he wanted her the first time when she was sixteen but he had took it as something that would fade eventually. But now, since their kiss in her kitchen, he wanted her so much it hurt.

His eyes fell to her high, round breasts with their nipples pushing against the faded blue material. It was evident that she wasn't wearing a bra and that knowledge made his d*ck twitch.

She folded her arms against her breasts dragging him from his trance.

'Oh shit,' he thought, 'she must think I'm a pervert now.'

"Where am I going to sleep?" She was still not meeting his eyes, her cheeks as red as a tomato.

"On this bed, where else would you sleep?" He asked, his brows drew together in a bewildered frown.

"But where are you going to sleep?" Her voice was just a whisper, as if she was asking herself, but Kyle still heard her.

He had planned to sleep in his big, soft bed tonight; he was way too tired to sleep on the sofa.

He knew it would be difficult to sleep with 'sexiness personified' without him trying to mull her, but he would have to because he didn't want her to sleep on the sofa either; she would definitely wake up in pain tomorrow. The sofa wasn't made to be slept on.

"I'm sleeping in my own bed. Where else would I sleep?" Kyle raised a brow in question. "Just get in, we have a long day tomorrow." He continued.

Kate blushed a deeper shade of red and seemed a bit reluctant. He wondered what was running through that beautiful head of hers.

"I just thought you would take the sofa tonight because I don't think it's a good idea to sleep in the same bed." She was still unwilling to meet his eyes.

Kyle eyed the sofa at the far corner of the room. It looked okay but his bed was a lot better to sleep on.

Even though he was undoubtedly aroused by Kate, he was also dead tired. He had had some crisis at one of his company that had demanded his attention, before he returned from England. That crisis had deprived him of sleep. He hadn't slept on his private jet home either because he had to get some of his paper work finished before he could spend the weekend at his family's mansion. To make matters worse, he got little sleep last night because his mind was preoccupied with red hair, soft breast and sexy curves.

His body was too tired to stay awake now for too long. He yawned, confirming that he needed to rest.

"Don't worry, I won't try to have sex with you. I'm too tired for that." He assumed that was the reason she was reluctant to sleep beside him tonight.

He drew back the covers on one side of the bed and got in. He snuggled into the softness and turned his back to the side of bed he expected her to take.

If he couldn't have the softness of Kate he could at least have his bed.

He felt Kate get in a full minute later.

He let out a sigh and in no time he was asleep.

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Kyle woke with a raging hard-on. He turned to the digital clock on the night stand and the pale green light flash 4:00am.

He had a dream that he was having sex with Kate and he was just about to plunge into her soft heat when he woke up.

He turned to the woman beside him, who was still asleep, and took in her dishevelled appearance. Her hair was all over the place. Her dress was gaping, showing a generous amount of cleavage. Kyle had to bit his lip from moaning.

He couldn't take it anymore.

He drew back the cover from his body and head to the bathroom. He desperately needed a cold shower to calm him.

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