That's What friends are for

Chapter 19

I opened my eyes and turned my head to look at the nightstand. It was just after one. A couple of the candles had burned out.

Taking a deep breath, I smiled at the sweet scent of Camila. My smiled widened at the sensation of her warm, soft body next to mine. She had draped her leg across my thigh and the heat of her pussy pressed into me. Her breasts were pushing against my side and she was breathing deeply into my neck.

I lay there amazed at how good this felt. Actually sleeping with someone was something that had never crossed my mind. It felt far better than I would have imagined. I tightened my arm around Mila's shoulders and she whimpered into my neck. I kissed the top of her head.

A moment later she lifted her face from my neck, sighed, and said, "Wow, its late."

"Or early." I kissed her cheek. "Mila, that was incredible. I ... thank you." I felt stupid saying it but really had no idea what else to say.

"Hey, that's what friends are for," she said in a subdued tone.

"You okay?" I asked.

"Yeah." She moved her leg from over mine and sat up.

The sight of her perfect tits caused my cock to respond all over again to the sight of her naked body. Reaching out, I ran my hand down the smooth skin of her back.

"Come here," I said, pulling gently on her arm for her to lie back down with me.

Mila pulled away from my touch. "No, I have to get going."

"You're leaving?" I sat up next to her. "You're not going to spend the night?"

"I can't." Mila slid over to the edge of the bed, swinging her legs over the side.

"Call your mom and tell her you're staying over at a friend's house and—"

"It's not about my mother. I told her I might not be coming home tonight."

"Then why are you?" I asked, confused.

"Lauren, I"—Mila took a deep breath, and when she looked at me I was surprised to see that her eyes were wet—"I said something to you tonight and you ... you didn't answer me."

As soon as she spoke, I heard her plain as day telling me she loved me. I'd started to say something, but I'd cum and we'd fallen asleep. I'd been surprised she'd said it and hadn't been sure how I had felt, but after having her next to me and—

"And that's okay," she continued. "You didn't have to if you didn't feel it."

"Mila—Camila ..." I started, but she went on speaking.

"But I had to say it. I've been in love with you for a while now, Lauren. I ... I thought maybe you would notice or maybe say you felt the same way, but you just kept chasing girls like Lucy. You were obsessed with her, and I figured there was no chance."

"You should have said—"

"When you called and said she cheated on you, I told myself tonight was the night. No more waiting for you to come around. I was going to not only tell you, but show you." She sighed. "I guess in a way I used you, took advantage of how bad you wanted sex, and used that to be with you. I figured if nothing else I could say I know what you feel like and maybe, just maybe, you would see me as more than a friend."

"Mila, trust me, I ... I see you very differently now."

"I'm sure you do. You've seen me as a woman and not just a tomboy who likes all the same things you do, but I was hoping for more."

"Well, I ... I wasn't expecting this and—"

"Just let me finish," she said, wiping her eyes. "Tonight was amazing. You felt even better than I thought you would. I ... I would love to spend the night, but we'd end up having sex again and then again in the morning and ... it's one thing to say I had sex with you so you would have a special first time."

"That I could tell myself was just sex, but if I spend the night it ... it would hurt too much if I sleep with you. I'll feel even worse, and I don't want to be a fuck buddy or a friend with benefits."