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

He pushed me against the tiled wall and held me up with his bodyweight. I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist as he took me hard and fast. My breasts bounced rhythmically with every sharp jab.

My screams bounced off the walls of the bathroom. I clung to him as I came noisily. “Come for me,” I told Blaze.

His eyes widened before a growl rose from his throat. His body shuddered and he gripped me tighter.

We stared at each other a minute later and burst out laughing. “We’ll never leave this condo,” I told him. “We’ll die here.”

“Not a bad way to go,” Blaze said, an adorable grin on his face.

“I’m sorry I’m late,” I said bursting into Amelia’s suite. “Oh, this is beautiful,” I said, immediately distracted by the décor.

The suite had been transformed into a party zone, with colorful balloons and ribbons everywhere.

Giggles erupted in the room.

“You and Blaze,” Amelia said. “We’re all curious. Have you been at it for two days?”

A tingle swept up from the back of my neck and made its way to my face. I grinned foolishly, at a loss for words. I couldn’t deny Blaze and I had been having sex but I couldn’t confess it either. I wasn’t the kind of girl who was comfortable talking about my sex life.

“I thought you were friends,” Terry said, a look of worry on her face. “If I knew there was something between you guys—”

“There wasn’t,” I said quickly.

“Mmmm… new development,” Amelia said. “I always sensed an underlying chemistry between the two of you. I told Jack but he said I was wrong.”

“It’s nothing permanent,” I said lamely.

“Well, I’m glad you’re having a good time,” Amelia said.

“Okay, let’s leave Brooke’s private life alone,” Emily said, to my relief. She was Amelia’s best friend and in charge of the bachelorette party. “Here’s a bathrobe.” She handed me a silky blue bathrobe.

So much for dressing sexy but it was a good idea. The bathrobe was more comfortable. I left my purse on a table and went to the bedroom to change.

When I returned to the living room, Emily was arranging what looked like zucchini on the table and plastic knives.

There was one new girl and Amelia introduced her as her good friend, Camilla. She’d flown in the previous night, in time for the party.

Amelia handed me a glass of wine and I sunk onto the carpet and sat down.

It was nice to unwind after such an intense couple of days. Amelia and her friends had known each other for years but I didn’t feel left out as they made sure to include me in the conversation. It was nice to sit and just listen.

“Ready,” Emily said when I was on my second glass of wine. “Now, here are the rules. Everyone is to pick a plastic knife and a zucchini. You’re welcome to pick one that is closest to your partner’s size.”

We all laughed at this.

My gaze zeroed in on the largest zucchini.

Emily went on, “I’ll set a timer, and in ten minutes, your job is to carve out a penis. You’re best art work. Then we’ll all pick a winner. The most realistic looking one wins. Get moving girls. Pick your tools.”

I picked the big zucchini instigating another burst of laughter.

“Lucky you,” Sofia, one of the girls said.

I blushed but said nothing.

The room grew silent when Emily started the timer and we started carving. I couldn’t believe how intimate I had become with Blaze’s cock. I knew all the curves and veins. My mouth watered as I remembered the drops of precum that formed on the tip of his cock.

And suddenly, I couldn’t wait to taste him again, to frantically work at taking all of him in my mouth and hear his deep groans.

“Are you frightened?” Camila asked Amelia.

Amelia shook her head. “Not at all. Jack is awesome and we were friends first. I trust him. It’s like getting married to your best friend.”

My mind wandered as the girls talked. I mused about my relationship with Blaze. I trusted him as a friend but I would never trust him as a lover. I would be frightened that he would end it at any moment.

I wished now that I had listened to his reasons when he ended it with his numerous lovers. I’d never been interested in his love life and it hadn’t been something we discussed a lot just as we hadn’t really discussed mine.

“Time’s up!” Emily announced loudly.

We all groaned.

I looked at my piece of vegetable art and giggled. It was a massive cock. We had a fun time in the next half an hour as we examined each girl’s masterpiece. We took a vote and Camilla won. Her cock was medium sized and intricately curved with all the details shockingly well done.

“Not fair,” Amelia said with a laugh. “Camilla is an artist; she was bound to win.”

“Yeah,” the dark-haired beauty said. “That and the fact that I spend too much time with my vibrator.”

Time flew by and Emily never ran out of games to keep us busy and laughing. At the end of the evening, she played a recording of Jack answering questions. She paused it and we all sat back with our wine as she asked Amelia the same questions and compared the answers. Amelia got only one question wrong.

Blaze and I would ace that quiz, as we knew each other so well.

Emily had organized with the resort for dinner to be brought to the suite. Trays of finger foods were brought in by uniformed waitresses and arranged on the table.

“I hope the boys are having as good a time as we are,” Amelia said in a wistful tone.

She was probably missing Jack. A part of me missed Blaze even if I knew I had no right to miss him. He was my vacation fling and there were no feelings attached. I wondered if he had been relieved when I laid it out for him. Had he let out a