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Demi smiled. "I'd be able to tell you if you were faking an orgasm with me."
"You sound pretty full of yourself. I don't know, D. Nobody has ever been able to tell before."
"You've never slept with me," she said matter of factly.
Damn. She's cocky as hell right now. I know Demi better than I know myself. She's only cocky when she's absolutely 200 million percent sure of something.
I know that whatever I say next may change our relationship forever. Do I do it?
Taking a deep breath, I say, "Okay. Prove it."
Demi's honey brown eyes turned black. But I also saw something else. Hesitation?
"Are you sure?" she asked me, biting her lip, looking me up and down.
I nodded. "Can't say I saw tonight going like this," I joked.
"I always wanted it to," Demi confessed.
My eyes widened. "Me too. Since the day we met." I stared at her flawless face and kept lowering my gaze down her entire body. I licked my lips.
Utter perfection.
"Say it." Demi demanded. She was sitting on her knees, her bare leg touching mine.
I blinked. "Say what?"
"Tell me how badly you want me to make you come." Her voice had a rasp to it now that wasn't there 5 minutes ago.
"I need it, Demi. Please." There was a hint of desperation in my voice that made Demi's eyes turn even darker.
She put her finger right in-between my breasts and pushed hard enough to make me fall onto my back.
Landing on my pillow I looked up as she swung her bare left leg over my body, so she was straddling me.
This was really going to happen. I already felt myself dripping wet and I prayed Demi was the same level of turned on as I was.
She shimmied down my body a little bit until she was sitting 3 inches below my stomach, which was now exposed because her moving on me had pushed my shorts down a little bit.
I gasped. I could feel how wet she already was because let's face it, those shorts she had on weren't covering anything.
"You're soaking wet," I whispered.
"It's all for you and what I'm about to do to you," she whispered back, with that rasp of hers now magnified by a billion. "As if you're not soaking wet, thinking about what I'm gonna do to you."
"Oh, I am. Won't even try to deny it."
Demi laughed. "Let me feel?"
I gazed up at her and the look in my eyes gave her my answer.
Demi moved even further down my body until she was sitting more on my thighs. Her fingers tip toed down the valley between my breasts, past my stomach. She slowly pushed my shorts down just enough to expose most of my blue lacy underwear. "Nice thong. Was this your plan all along?" she teased.
"Not at all. Just felt like being a little sexy this morning," I shrugged.
"Your underwear doesn't make you more or less sexy, especially not when you already are."
Jesus. What is she trying to do to me right now?
Her fingers tiptoed closer to the hot spot between my legs.
"Wow," she breathed. "I can already feel the heat coming from you and I'm not even touching you yet."
I felt myself start to blush and I started to move and lightly push Demi off of me. This was a bad idea.
"No!" Demi said firmly. "Do not blush. Do not be embarrassed. Think of it this way, if you don't have an orgasm, I am going to be extremely offended. You don't want to offend your best friend, right?"
"N-no," I stuttered.
"Good. I want to do this for you. I want to be the reason you have your first orgasm."
Her words were turning me on more than her actions, which I never thought was possible.
She readjusted her position on my thighs and ran her fingers down my body again until they reached my underwear.
Slowly she dragged one finger over my underwear until it was resting over the top of my extremely wet center. With one finger she pushed the material out of her way and ran her finger along the soaking wet slit of my vagina.
We both moaned at the same exact time. Loudly.
"I never thought this would be happening, that you'd want this to happen or that you'd be this wet," Demi whispered, her finger resting on my clit, applying mild pressure.
I could barely speak at this point. I was more turned on just from that one action and her words than I ever had been in my life.
Demi removed her finger from my clit which made me whimper and brought her finger close to her face.
She licked the whole length of her finger and moaned. "You taste SO fucking good. I'm addicted. I need more."
"Do. Whatever. You. Want. Please," I said, barely able to catch my breath.
Demi pushed up my t-shirt, slowly revealing my stomach and then part of my blue bra. She licked her lips at the sight.
Leaning over my body, she started pressing little open-mouthed kisses on the exposed skin immediately below and above my bra, completely missing the most important areas.
I whimpered and closed my eyes. I've never been kissed like this before, ever.
I felt Demi smile against my skin. She stopped kissing me and said, "Lift your arms. You have too much clothes on for what I want to do to you."
I lifted my arms and she pulled my t-shirt off of me. She stared at me with my top half almost completely exposed and frowned. "Nope. Still too much clothing."
I arched my back and she reached underneath me and unclasped my bra.
I felt the cool air rush over my body and then the insecurities started. She's gonna think I'm hideous.
Tentatively I opened my eyes and saw her staring at my body.
"Wow," she whispered. "You are the most beautiful person I've ever seen."
"You've clearly never seen a mirror," I muttered.
I grabbed at her t-shirt and pulled it. I wanted to see her, all of her. I needed to. "Off," I said.
Demi took off her shirt exposing her perfect breasts. She never was a huge fan of bras. I swear my eyes almost popped out of my head. She was even more perfect than I thought she would be.
I managed to move my arms and I traced her tattoos on her ribs. "You're flawless," I told her.
Demi smiled. She leaned over me again and this time her mouth went right to my very erect nipple. Her tongue began swirling around it while her right hand massaged my other breast and played with the other nipple. She bit gently down on my nipple, I'm guessing to see how I'd react, and I couldn't help but let out a huge moan. "JESUS DEMI!" I shouted.
"Hoping that's a good 'jesus Demi,'" she said lifting her mouth away from my nipple for a second. Her fingers never stopped moving on my other breast.
She gave my nipple a final lick and bite and then switched to the other one, giving it the same attention.
I didn't know it was possible to feel this much pleasure just from someone playing with my breasts.
She was noticeably rougher now and I loved it. I wanted to do the same to her.
Her right hand and her mouth were busy, but I realized her left hand was slowly sliding down my body again. Her hand reached my underwear and she slid a finger over it. This woman was a master at teasing me, I swear. She sat up and said, "you're still wearing too much clothing."
Demi moved off of my thighs, so she was sitting next to me on the bed. "Can I?" she asked softly, holding on to my shorts and pulling gently.
I nodded and barely managed to lift my body up to help her slide them off.
She reached down and pulled my thong down slowly with her teeth. Again, I lifted my body up to help.
Well there it was. I was in front of my best friend completely and entirely naked. Also, entirely self-conscious. Demi sat there looking my entire body up and down. She had a small smile on her lips, but she must have sensed I was feeling insecure. She moved her body up a little bit, so she was closer to my head and before I knew it, her lips were on mine.
She was kissing me like I had always wanted to be kissed. It was passionate and raw and hungry. She was kissing me like we only had minutes to live and she wanted to make it count.
I've never been more turned on in my life. I kissed her back just as hungry and she slid her tongue along my lips, begging for me to let her in. I obliged and our tongues were soon fighting for dominance. She of course won.
She stopped the kiss and got off of my bed. I sat up.
"Did I do something wrong?" I asked nervously.
"Of course not you dumbass, I wanted to show you all of me. Every. Last. Inch." As she paused after every word, she pushed her sleep shorts down further and further until they were on the floor.
Gracefully she stepped out of them and stood there in her barely there thong as I stared at her, open mouthed. "Like what you see?" she asked.
I swallowed hard. "Definitely. I want to see more."
She pulled down her thong, stepped out of it, and then looked up at me, almost nervously.
I had always been told perfect didn't exist, but whoever said that must never have seen Demi Lovato naked.
"You. Are. Beautiful." I enunciated.
She shook her head. "You are."
"I can do this all day, Dems." She was still standing there, butt naked, still visibly self-conscious. "Don't ever doubt how beautiful your body is," I told her.
"You either," she said, still looking my body up and down.
"Now I see you eye fucking me, but I believe you had something to prove to me?"
"You're damn right I do. Lay down." She got back on the bed and settled herself next to me. She waited for me to lay on my back. She leaned over and started licking my nipple again, but only for a few seconds.
Her tongue went to the valley between my breasts and then started to slide down my body. Her tongue slid down and down, past my belly button, past my hip bones, towards the place I needed it the most. Her tongue never left my skin as it made its way towards my center.
It was like my body knew what was coming. I was almost trembling, between the excitement and the nerves.
I almost couldn't believe what was happening, and because of the dumbest question. My best friend of 10 years, the woman I've been in love with for 10 years and me were both fully naked and in my bed. It was like there was nobody else in the world except us, nothing else was as important and nothing else was on my mind but her.
Her tongue broke contact with my skin for a second as she repositioned herself in front of my legs and gently spread them open, exposing my soaking wet vagina.
"All for me?" she asked, a huge smile on her face.
"All for you," I repeated.
She spread my legs open some more and then looked up at me. "Ready?"
"Probably not. Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked nervously.
"I need to," she reassured me. And with that, she bent her head down and licked the inside of my thigh, testing the waters.
"Mmmmm," she moaned. She licked up my bikini line, straight across my vagina to my other bikini line in one swift motion.
Her tongue was only on me for a split second, but I already felt like I was going to explode.
She lifted her head up briefly, almost like she was savoring the moment.
She put her face down again and this time her tongue went right into my vagina. Her tongue started swirling around casually, and then all of a sudden it was flicking around deep inside of me and I let out an earth-shattering moan.
I grabbed her hair tightly with one hand, my other hand gripping my blanket.
This was pleasure like I've never known before. My body was already starting to twitch and for the first time, I didn't care that it was. I wasn't afraid or anxious like I usually am. I was too wrapped up in the immense pleasure I was feeling and the woman who was making me feel that way.
Her tongue was still doing its thing, going back and forth from swirling, to flicking, then to straight lapping up whatever wetness was there, going fast for a bit then slowing down. Going deep inside of me and then putting pressure on my clit. The unpredictable pattern was slowly driving me insane. She moaned again and the vibration it made against me was almost too much for me to bare.
I started to feel something building in the pit of my stomach and my body tensed a little bit.
Instinctively I went to close my legs and try to get her to stop.
Demi must have noticed because she used her hands to steady my legs and keep them open.
She whispered, "no, you're okay. I got you," against my vagina.
Even with her literal tongue inside of me she was trying to make me feel safe and secure.
She moved her tongue to my clit and added her finger into my soaking wet vagina. She didn't move her finger at first, she just let me get used to it being there. Then when she felt my body relax a little bit and my legs mostly tried to stop closing, she got a little rougher.
She removed her finger slowly and then thrust her finger inside of me again and then added another and then another, curling them slightly. Her fingernails scraped over something that made me shiver and break out into chills everywhere every damn time. I'm guessing this was my g-spot.
It started to become hard to catch my breath. I've never felt pleasure like this before. I was scared, but because it was Demi doing this to me, I felt safe.
The pleasure was becoming too much for me to bare and I started to feel a knot building in my stomach again.
It kept getting more and more intense; her tongue was still doing the most amazing things to me and her fingers? They may be small, but god damn did they know what they were doing.
I kept feeling like it couldn't get any better and then all of a sudden, I felt what I could only describe as an explosion of pleasure, so intense I felt like I was actually dying, pulsating through my entire body. I let out a moan so loud people on the next continent probably heard me.
"OH MY GOD DEMIIIIIII" I screamed.
She was still thrusting her fingers inside of me and now she was lapping up the insane amount of come that was pouring out from my body.
I felt like I was dying as my body was trying to recover from what it had just been through.
Demi removed her mouth from my extremely sensitive crotch and licked her lips. "Yummy," she said smacking her lips. "You taste incredible. I could literally do that all day. And also, I told you I'd do it for you," she said cockily.
I didn't trust myself to speak yet and just laid still, but with a happy, lazy smile on my face.
Demi moved up closer to my head and kissed my cheek. She laid her head on my exposed chest and started stroking my bare stomach. "I hope that showed you even a little bit how much I care about you and love you. I'm IN love with you. This isn't just about sex for me, but I understand if that's all it was for you."
I know it's physically impossible, but I swear my heart just smiled. "I love you," I said simply. "Not because you're the first person to give me an orgasm, but because even during that dirty of an act, you made me feel loved and safe. Nobody has ever done that for me. I'm IN love with you too and I always have been."
Demi lifted her head off my chest and turned to face me with the biggest smile I've ever seen on her face. "Really?"
"Really," I confirmed. "Can I show you?"
"Yes. But I want to say something first, okay?"
I nodded.
"I didn't ask you about your first orgasm expecting this to happen. I had given up on this ever happening to be honest. I was more than willing to go through life as your best friend and only your best friend. I asked you because I thought it would be an interesting conversation and I was curious."
I looked at her knowing there was more she wanted to say.
"If I had known that would happen, I would have asked you a long time ago. This is all I've ever wanted. My other relationships are like a joke now. I've always wanted someone who was my best friend and my lover."
"That's all I ever wanted too. I gave up on it a long time ago. I would rather be your best friend than be nothing at all to you, or even worse a meaningless relationship. So, I convinced myself it was fine. You don't know how much self-control I've had to have over the years, Dems. From not punching whichever asshole you were dating at the time, to not drooling whenever you'd tell me about the sex."
"Right back at you, babe. Also, just so you know, I've fantasized about us having sex like a million times, and let me tell you, it never even came close to what just happened."
"You ain't seen nothing yet," I wiggled my eyebrows and winked at her.
"Oh yeah?" she teased.
"Yeah."
"Prove it."Thank you so much for reading this. It was my first time writing smut and I'm SO nervous about posting this. If you guys would like a third part let me know in the comments or private message me. Don't forget to vote!!

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