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

torture you a bit longer,” I grumbled. “Not working. My cock feels like it’s going to burst if I don’t have you right now.”

Brooke chuckled. “What are you waiting for?” She raised her hips.

I plunged my cock into her, burying it to the hilt, then in the next moment, pulling it out completely to allow her pussy to close up.

Brooke whimpered. “Please.”

I loved hearing her beg for my cock. It made me feel ten feet tall. Like I was the only man in the world who could take her to such heights of pleasure. “Yes babe.” I plunged back in.

She screamed and this time, her legs went around my waist and she held me in a vice like grip. “No more games,” she said, her voice husky.

“No more games,” I said.

So for the next couple of minutes the only sounds to be heard were the slapping of our thighs and our cries of pleasure.

She moved her hips in sync with me so that each time, it felt like I hit a new spot, burying my cock deeper. I angled myself so I hit her clit with every stroke. When we were both close to coming, I picked up my pace and slammed into her hard.

“I’m going to come soon,” Brooke said.

“Come babe,” I urged her and in the next beat, her pussy clenched against my cock, drawing out my cum. I groaned as I emptied myself into Brooke’s pussy as her screams filled the room. I kept pumping and then collapsed beside her on the bed. I pulled her to lie on top of me.

“I’ve missed you,” she said softly, her breath tickling the hairs on my chest.

“I missed you too,” I said.

“We’re good for each other,” Brooke said. “But I meant what I said Blaze. This can only ever be sex. No expectations or romantic notions.”

Every word cut into me like a knife, but I hid the hurt she was inflicting with her words. I had two options really. Go along with what she wanted or risk losing her completely. Brooke was stubborn and nothing save time could change her mind. I wasn’t ready to lose her, now or ever.

I didn’t like being treated like a piece of cock to be used and then discarded but I loved her. I was willing to take any scraps she might throw my way. For the time being anyway. “Whatever you want,” I said mildly.

“I’m glad you’re in agreement,” Brooke said happily. “Hey, have you been upstairs, the contractor is done with demolishing the kitchen, and the piping has been laid down. We’re back to work next week.”

“I can’t wait,” I said “Did we agree on the IKEA kitchen? It’s simple but I think it’s pretty and good for a rental unit if I decide to go that way.”

“It’s your house Blaze but for the record, I like it,” Brooke said and then she burst out laughing. “Now, this is what I call unromantic. Renovations. Hardly the ideal pillow talk conversation. It’s a turn off.”

“Nothing could turn me off you… I’ll prove it.” I flipped us over so she was at the bottom and then slid down until my face was buried into her pussy.

“Blaze,” Brooke murmured.

I slid my tongue over her juicy center and made appreciative noises as I tasted her sweetness. With my initial lust taken care of, I wasn’t in any rush. So, I teased her mercilessly.

She raised her hips, gripped my head hard and finally, begged me for release.

When she came, she ground her face into my mouth and I ate her out like a starving man.

Afterwards, I slid up and folded her in my arms. With Brooke finally where she belonged, sleep came easy and when I next woke up, sunlight was warming my face. I rolled around to hold Brooke and came up with an empty space. I opened my eyes to find her space on the bed empty.

I got up and popped into the bathroom to freshen up. As I padded out of the bedroom, delicious scents of frying bacon filled the house.

“Good morning,” Brooke said as I entered the open plan living room.

“Why are you up so early?” I growled. “I was looking forward to waking up to your warm soft body next to me.”

“I’m sorry,” Brooke said laughing. “I thought you’d appreciate breakfast more.”

Just then, my stomach rumbled loudly

She raised an eyebrow at me.

We both burst out laughing.

I slid onto a bar stool at the island and watched her as she turned away to grab a plate. She wore a pair of short shorts that got my cock swelling in a matter of seconds.

She piled bacon and pancakes onto my plate and brought it over. As she placed the plate on the table in front of me, she leaned over to give me a sultry kiss on the mouth. “That’s to placate you while you eat your breakfast,” she said. “Is it working?”

I adopted a thoughtful expression. “I’m not sure. Do it again.”

She laughed and kissed me again.

I snaked my tongue into her mouth which led to a make out session which resulted with her on my lap.

“How did this happen?” Brooke asked while laughing.

“We’re hot together, Hot Sauce,” I said. “I don’t know why you don’t see it.”

She slid off my lap. “Let’s not go back to that. We already agreed.”

We hadn’t agreed on anything. She had dictated the terms of our new relationship and I’d had no choice but to go along with them.

She brought her breakfast to the island and we ate quietly. The playful, lusty mood was gone.

Since the damage was already done, I decided to ask her about the previous night at the party. We had not had time to talk. “What happened last night with Mason?”

She looked up from her food and made a face. “He was being a jerk like always.”

“You know what he was doing is against company policy,” I said. “Do you want me to take care of it for you?”

“No,” she said, her