Forbidden Touch: A Best Friends To Lovers Romance by Iona Rose (best classic literature .txt) 📕

There were so many complications waiting for us when we returned to our real lives. As the wine kicked in, I lost the will to tame my thoughts. Thoughts I had managed to keep at bay since Blaze and I started sleeping together.

We had just bought a house together. How the hell were we going to continue fixing it, and if that wasn’t enough of a problem, we worked together. I should have thought harder before dropping my panties for him.

I groaned inwardly as the realization of the mess I had created hit me. It would only be awkward for a few weeks, I told myself. After that, we would slowly go back to our normal relationship and the week we had spent in Hawaii sleeping together would be a distant memory.

I felt sure that Blaze and I weren’t the first pair of friends who’d had sex. And I felt sure other friendships had survived too. We would look at it as a blip in an otherwise perfect friendship.

The party went on until late in the night and close to midnight, one of the girls suggested we finish off the party with a drink in the bar downstairs.

“What about the robes?” someone asked.

“We’ll keep them on,” Emily said with a giggle.

We left the suite and headed downstairs. As we entered the bar, heads turned our way, their attention caught by our cute silk robes. As it happened, the guys were in the bar too and we went straight to their table.

Blaze stood up and headed towards me. Muscles rippled underneath his shirt as he walked.

My man. The thought formed in my brain and I quickly shred it to pieces. Blaze was my temporary guy. Someone to scratch my itch while we were on vacation.

He slipped a hand inside my robe, snaked around my waist and pulled me close. He brought his nose to mine and then angled his face to kiss me. The rest of the world faded as our mouths meshed and our tongues danced and intertwined.

“Do you want to dance?” I asked, pulling away. I felt exposed to everyone’s eyes as we stood in the middle of the bar making out. The dance floor was crowded and a natural camouflage.

“Anything, as long as I get to hold you,” Blaze replied and led me to the dance floor.

The music was soft and couples clung to each other. We found a spot and Blaze pulled me back into his arms. In true Blaze style, he undid the strap of the robe and slipped his hands under it. Underneath the robe, I wore a bra and panties and with us being almost the same height, his cock pressed against my pussy.

He splayed his hands on my ass cheeks, kneading them softly. “I missed you,” he whispered into my ear.

It was my cue to repeat the sentiments. Words which had previously left my mouth easily refused to form. Instead, I kissed him hard on the mouth. I trembled as Blaze’s cock prodded my pussy. I imagined how hard it would feel inside me. I couldn’t wait for us to return to the condo.

Chapter Fourteen

Blaze

I had to be the luckiest guy in the whole world. It was two in the morning and rather than sleeping, my woman was on her knees feeding on my cock. I pumped in time to the rhythm of her mouth.

I caressed Brooke’s thick mass of hair and reveled in the sensations her tongue was creating by swirling around my sensitive head.

As far as I was concerned there were three types of women when it came to sucking cock. The first group, who were the majority, sucked cock like they were eating a banana. And not a particularly tasty one. To them, it was a duty they couldn’t wait to finish.

The second group were skilled but like the first, they did it because it was a necessary evil when having sex.

The third group were few and far between. They sucked cock with unhurried skill and they moaned as they did it. They received more pleasure from sucking cock than the recipient.

Brooke fell firmly in the third group. She fed on my cock like it was an ice cream cone which she didn’t want to end.

She moaned in between licks and I would bet her pussy was on fire and her nipples were hard peaks.

I let out a guttural moan as she took my cock down her throat without gagging. My self-control shattered as I tightened my hold on her head and pumped into her mouth. Her hands reached around me and she dug her fingernails into my ass as if to urge me to fuck her mouth harder. “I’m going to come baby,” I said, giving her time to withdraw her mouth.

She did and looked up at me. “Come in my mouth. I promise not to spill a drop.” She took my cock back into her mouth.

Her words were still ringing in my head as I came in her mouth. My whole body shuddered with the intensity of the orgasm.

Brooke licked her lips and then grinned up at me. “Yum,” she said, smiling cheekily.

It never ceased to amaze me how all that time Brooke and I had been friends, we’d ignored the great chemistry between us. We could light a fire with the strength of our attraction. I might have missed the train before, but I had no intention of missing it again.

We slipped into bed naked and cuddled together. I stroked her hair softly as I contemplated my next words. Three in the morning was not the best time to have the conversation I was about to have with Brooke but the wedding was in two days and there were a lot of activities planned between now and then.

There might not be another chance for us to talk. “I’m looking forward to going back home after the wedding,” I said.

“What?” Brooke asked.