Page 104 of Bridesmaid for Hire
Because now that I’ve seen it, now that I’ve heard the way she comes, I’m never getting that out of my head. It was the sweetest, sexiest, most erotic thing I’ve ever experienced. The way she handed herself over to me without question. How she begged for it. Talked to me. Told me what she needed.
Jesus Christ.
And then seeing her naked. Her bare pussy, flat stomach, curvy hips, and easily the best tits I’ve ever seen in my life.
I’m done.
Fucking roasted.
There is no coming back from this.
Nothing will be as good.
No one will be as good.
I knew it day fucking one. She was too gorgeous, too funny, too perfect. Gary knew it too. If I got involved, I was going to fuck myself over and alienate my best friend. And I’ve held back. I’ve had small moments, but tonight…fuck, tonight was colossal, and it was such a bad but delicious idea.
And now that it’s over, and I’m facing away from her with the most painful erection of my goddamn life, I can’t stop thinking about turning over again and playing with her some more. Would that be so bad?
Yes, you fucking idiot.
It would be bad.
Leave her alone.
Not for you.
I love you, man…but no.
I’ve heard Gary’s warnings over and over in my head for years, and yet…I just went against my best friend’s warning and messed around with her anyway. I could not be more stupid.
The mattress dips, and I quiet my thoughts as I feel her move in behind me.
Fuck…
Don’t touch me, Maggie. Please don’t fucking touch me. There’s no way I could stop you.
Her warm body moves in closer, and I squeeze my eyes shut, begging, pleading for her to stay away, but then her arm slips around my bare torso.
Her hand runs along my abs as my erection jolts in my briefs.
Her lips caress my shoulder blade, sending chills down my spine.
And then her fingers move past the waistband of my briefs and my stomach contracts in anticipation, hollowing out as her fingers pass over the tip of my cock.
“Fuck,” I whisper, unable to hold back.
It’s a light pass of her fingers, but it still pushes me to a point of no return.
I’m not stopping her.
I’m hers.
Whatever she fucking wants. I’m hers.
And I wait.
I wait for the next caress.
