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

I remembered how he and Daniella had huddled in the photocopying room flirting. And seeing them going off to lunch together. Not that I had a right to complain, after all, there had been nothing between us. But it had hurt my pride that he could move on from us so quickly. “I don’t want to ruin our friendship,” I said weakly.

“We crossed that bridge a long time ago, Brooke. We can’t ever go back to who we were. Now when I look at you, the first thing that comes to mind is how sweet your pussy is,” Blaze drawled.

“What?” I said, my face heating up.

“I know you think about my cock too,” he said. “We’re lovers now, Brooke.”

He was right. But where did that leave us? It saddened me to know we had lost what we had.

“Give us a chance,” Blaze said. “Give me a chance.”

Everything in me rebelled against the idea. The idea of giving my heart to Blaze, trusting that he would not tire of us after a few weeks, terrified me.

“I would never hurt you, Hot Sauce,” Blaze said softly while he stroked my head.

I wanted to trust him. Butterflies fluttered in my belly. I inhaled deeply, filling my lungs with air. “I know you wouldn’t. Not deliberately anyway.”

His hands kneaded my naked back and slid to my thighs. I raised my head and kissed him. I ran my hands over his chest, loving the feel of his hard muscles. Blaze’s hands drifted upwards to my chest and he cupped my breasts.

His cock swelled underneath my thigh until I shifted my position and arranged it between my legs. I rocked back and forth, rubbing my pussy over the head of his cock.

A rumble rose from deep inside his chest when I grabbed his cock and straddled him. I rubbed it harder up and down my slit, groaning every time it came into contact with my clit.

Blaze’s hands played with my nipples until they were sensitive hard peaks. The ache in my pussy intensified and unable to withstand the teasing any more, I slid onto his cock, inch by inch.

As I bounced on Blaze’s cock, an idea came to me then. It grew in my mind as Blaze and I made love, murmuring each other’s names. The best thing about us was the sparks flaming when we had sex. He was the best lover I had ever had and from his lust, I assumed I rated up there too.

“I can’t hold on any longer,” Blaze said.

“Me too,” I managed to say before a violent orgasm rocked me to my core. I collapsed on his chest as he continued pumping for the next couple of seconds.

I waited until our breaths had returned to normal. “Blaze, I have an idea.” My voice tinged with excitement. It was perfect.

“For us?” he said. His heart thumped hard against his chest.

“Yes,” I said. “We could remain lovers but not be in a relationship.”

Blaze did not respond.

I became worried. “What do you think?” I said.

“You want us to be having sex with no strings attached?” he asked incredulously.

“Yes,” I said, pleased with myself. “Friends with benefits. That way, when one of us grows tired, no one will get hurt. No feelings involved and all that.”

“Can you do that?” he asked.

He sounded odd. Not as excited as I was which surprised me. It was the perfect solution. We got to enjoy each other’s bodies but retain our independence. “Yes, why wouldn’t I?” I couldn’t believe I hadn’t thought of it before. My heart would be safe and honestly, so would my pride. “It would just be between us.”

“So, what are you saying?” Blaze asked, his voice cold. “You want me as your fuck toy? When you say fuck me, I drop my pants, but I don’t get to claim you during the day? I’ll be your dirty little secret, is that what you mean?”

I blinked rapidly. “You’re taking this the wrong way,” I protested.

Blaze sat up and swung his legs out of bed. “How am I supposed to take it? It may come as a surprise to you, but it’s not always about sex. You wouldn’t know that though, would you? All you care about is keeping your little heart safe from big bad Blaze! Guess what, Hot Sauce? I’m not your enemy. You are!” He got up and started dressing.

Panic rose in my chest. I wasn’t ready for him to leave. I’d fantasized about a sex filled weekend, ravaging each other’s bodies. “Blaze, don’t go,” I said, clutching the bedsheets to my chest. I didn’t understand what he was so upset about.

What I was offering was every man’s dream. And what did he mean that I was my own enemy? That made no sense at all. Yes, he was right that all I was interested in was keeping my heart safe. Who in their right minds opened up their hearts to a known player?

“Excuse me for losing my enthusiasm to spend the night with you,” Blaze said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. He finished dressing and without another word he left.

I cringed when he banged the front door with more force than necessary.

I was too awake to fall asleep, so I got up, pulled on some lounge pants and a t-shirt. I went to the kitchen and made myself a cup of coffee. Back in the living room, I sat down on the couch with my phone reading through my messages, hoping there would be one from Blaze. There wasn’t.

I clicked on Jenny’s messages.

Jenny: I’m home.

After staying with me for two nights, she had made the decision to leave Henry. I couldn’t believe that she had gone back home. I texted back: What happened?

Her message came moments later. He promised it wouldn’t happen again. And a baby!!

I had to smile at the latter part of the message. Since when did making babies become a bargaining chip? Still, I was happy for her. Jenny