Forbidden Touch: A Best Friends To Lovers Romance - Iona Rose (free ebook reader .txt) 📗

as Blaze did. I was being a fool, I chided myself immediately. Blaze was probably a high sexed guy. It wasn’t about me.

“Look down and tell me what you see,” Blaze urged.

“What?” I said. Surely, he didn’t mean that…

“You heard me,” he said.

I propped myself on my elbow and looked down.

The head of his cock was inside my pussy.

His hand gripped the base of it and his thighs rested against mine. “Brooke!”

“Your big cock is pushing against my pussy,” I said, my voice unsure but as soon as the words were out sharp arousal flooded me.

Blaze pushed his cock another inch in.

“Oh god,” I cried. “It’s filling me up, making me feel so good,” I said.

“Do you want more?” Blaze said.

“Yes,” I said. “All of it. Fuck me Blaze.”

“Fuck, I almost came before we started,” he said. “You’re so fucking hot. “

I fell back on the bed, as he pushed his cock all the way in, his balls slamming against my ass. My nipples ached for his touch but the position did not allow his hands to reach me.

I brought my hands to my nipples and rolled them between my fingers.

Blaze’s eyes darkened as he watched me. “That is so hot,” he growled.

I couldn’t believe I was touching myself in front of someone else but my nipples ached.

True to his promise, his thrusts were slow. Excruciating slow. He stretched me bit by bit but I kept myself from going crazy by playing with my nipples.

“Does that feel good?” Blaze asked.

I replied with a groan.

He dropped my legs from his shoulders, lowered himself to me, and took one nipple into his mouth as he continued thrusting into me. “I want to see you play with your pussy next,” he growled.

I had opened Pandora's box. It was one thing to play with my nipples but my pussy was too private. I closed my eyes and gave in to the wild sensations Blaze was creating with his tongue, hands and cock.

He increased the speed of his thrusts and before too long, we were clinging to each other as we came. He dropped his head between my breasts and licked the valley between like it was a cone of ice-cream.

It would be very hard to find a man to satisfy me after Blaze.

Chapter Twelve

Blaze

I woke up to the sound of the shower running. I blinked against the sunlight streaming into the room. I smiled at the fantastic night Brooke and I had spent together. I took my phone from the bedside table, turned it on and glanced at the time.

Three in the afternoon. We had slept the day away. The screen flashed with multiple missed calls from Jack. I quickly texted him, telling him I was okay and I would see them the following day.

I switched it back off and hoped out of bed. I hurried out of the bedroom and to the shower. I wanted to see Brooke’s sexy body in broad daylight. I pushed the bathroom door open and padded in. I slid the shower cubicle door open.

Hearing the noise, she turned around and blushed when she saw me.

I gave her no time to feel embarrassed. “That was an incredible night,” I said and stepped to her. I joined her under the water and pulled her into my arms. I nibbled her ear and she giggled. Her warm soft body felt good against mine. Her breasts rested on my chest and to my delight, she wrapped her hands around my neck.

“Do you remember what I said?” I whispered to her.

“No,” she said, her voice husky.

“I’m going to take you everywhere in this condo,” I said.

She inhaled deeply, her chest rising and falling as she did so.

“But first, I’ll wash you.” I stepped away, grabbed the shower gel, and poured some into my hand. She looked so sexy with her hair matted to her scalp and her face clear of any makeup.

I rubbed the shower gel on her neck, hands, belly, all the way down to her legs. I added more gel and rubbed it between her legs. She let out soft moans as I washed her pussy but in reality, I was teasing her clit, rubbing and pinching it softy.

“My turn,” Brooke said.

My cock got most of the action as she rubbed soap all over its length. I closed my eyes and pumped softly into her soft hand. She used her other hand to tease my balls, weighing them and massaging them with her fingers.

“I didn’t wash your back,” I said to her, needing a distraction from the orgasm lingering too close to the surface. “Turn around.”

We were like two kids who had discovered new toys in each other.

Brooke turned away from me and placed her palms on the wall. Her stance was hot, as if she was surrendering herself to me completely.

I soaped her shoulders, running a finger down her spine all the way to her curvy ass. I rubbed soap all over it and as I did so, Brooke parted her thighs. I slipped my hand between her legs and cupped her pussy. My favorite part of her.

It was a pulsing, living thing, responsive to my every touch, stroke and lick. It gushed hot liquid as if Brooke had an unending supply.

I grabbed her hips and pulled her back and then drove my cock into her pussy. This time there was no teasing, no waiting for her to ask. I needed to be buried deep inside her. I slammed into her over and over again, hoping I wasn’t hurting her but unable to stop my carnal urge to imprint myself on her.

I felt Brooke’s hand touching her clit and it drove me to a new level of arousal. Fuck. She was touching herself as I fucked her from behind. Who knew this passionate sexy woman had hidden herself behind the accountant label?

Jealousy speared me as I imagined her with another man, letting out little moans of pleasure over someone else. Another man’s cock encroaching on my property.