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

wine to go with it,” I suggested. “And I got some steaks for dinner.”

“You’re perfect Hot Sauce, you know that?” Blaze said as he got up and pulled me along.

Sadness came over me at his words. I had to be the most fucked up person I knew. What woman in their right mind had the ideal guy and still pushed him away? Kept him at arm’s length. I wanted to do what came normally to other women in life.

The only problem? I didn’t know how to. I had pushed men away for so long, that I wasn’t equipped to keep them close.

Blaze kept my hand in his as we headed downstairs. “Shower first?” he said.

I nodded.

As if sensing my feelings of sorrow, Blaze gently peeled off my clothes outside the shower and then shed his. We entered the shower and he turned on the water.

I stood under the warm water and let the sadness wash away. Acceptance came with it, a determination to change. To become the person I needed to be so my relationship with Blaze could blossom. If I could wind time back to this morning, I would have done things differently.

For one, I would have gone to work late or not gone at all and helped Blaze move in. I cringed as I mused over how it must have felt to move into an empty house with your girlfriend not making the time or trouble to be there.

Blaze poured shampoo into his hands and stood behind me to rub it in on my head.

“Ahhh,” I said, making appreciative noises. Blaze’s hands were magical. Just one touch and my body awakened as shots of desire ran through me.

When he was done washing my hair, he pushed me gently under the water to rinse off the shampoo. He poured shower gel in his hands then rubbed it over my neck, arms, breasts and stomach. His touch felt so soothing, healing. As if he had sensed how much I needed him, he washed me and as I rinsed, he washed himself.

We stepped out of the shower, Blaze proceeded to dry me, and then I dried him. When we were done drying each other, he cupped my breasts and thumbed my nipples. I threaded my hands through his damp hair as a moan escaped my mouth.

I needed Blaze’s kisses tonight more than I ever had. I needed him to reassure me with his mouth, hands, and body that I hadn’t messed things up between us. That we still had a chance.

He brought his mouth down to mine and as our lips touched, a low sensual heat rose between us. I matched his hungry kiss, twirling my tongue with his and then sucking on his lower lip as if it was a lollipop.

His hands slid down to squeeze my ass. His hard cock, hot and needy, lurched against my belly. Before I could slide my hands between us to hold it, Blaze abruptly broke the kiss. “I need to taste you, Hot Sauce,” he growled, a look of pure need in his face. He lifted me and placed me on the bathroom ledge then parted my legs.

I should have been embarrassed to be spread open like this with juices dripping from my pussy, but I wasn’t. Instead, it was erotic. Hot.

Blaze placed his big hands on my inner thighs and spread them further apart. He drank in the sight of my pussy. “You’re so beautiful.” He dipped his head to my pussy.

When his tongue connected with my clit, I let out a loud groan.

Blaze pushed me to the brink with his tongue and fingers. He teased me, withdrawing his finger, adding more and swirling his tongue around my clit in a way that drove me close to insanity.

I whimpered, and urged him to take me over the edge. He obliged and took my clit in his mouth. This was the last thing I remembered. I panted like a wild animal as I succumbed to the violent orgasm, my body convulsing as if I was under the power of an invisible force.

Blaze continued licking me until my body grew still. He straightened, slid his hands under my hips, and lifted me off the ledge. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me to the bedroom, pausing every couple of steps to plant a kiss on my mouth.

He laid me gently on the bed and stood for a moment to look at me.

I trembled with need under his intense gaze. “Make love to me,” I whispered.

He moved between my legs and raised them over his shoulders. Heat sizzled over me as the thick swollen head of his cock nudged against the entrance of my pussy.

“So tight,” Blaze said as he gradually pushed his cock in.

My eyes rolled back as his cock plunged all the way in. I let out a scream of pure bliss.

“How does that feel?” Blaze asked when his cock was buried to the hilt inside of me.

“Heaven,” I managed to say.

He grinned as he looked down at me. “You are heaven.”

My pussy trembled and my insides seemed to turn to water. “Fuck.”

The grin on his face faded. “What is it?”

I couldn’t believe what was happening to my body. “I think I’m going to come.” Just having his cock inside me was enough to take me over the edge.

Blaze eyes widened. “Fuck. I want to see you come, Hot Sauce.”

“Oh, God!” I screamed when he pulled out his cock and then slammed it back in again.

I whimpered as the orgasm rippled through me, tearing into every cell and muscle of my body. “Blaze…”

“All yours, Hot Sauce,” Blaze stated as his thrusts became slow and even, giving me time to recover. Blaze gently dropped my legs from his shoulders and then draped his body over me. He cupped my face and brought his lips to mine.

I groaned into his mouth as his kiss invaded all my senses. I caressed his back and shoulders then soon, my slick juices coated