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

We were doing more than looking at each other. We had stripped down all our defenses and it was just me and Brooke. Our past hurts were no longer a barrier between us and when I kissed her, it felt as if our hearts too, had meshed together.

I inhaled her scent and made appreciative noises in my throat. I took her lower lip into my mouth and sucked it gently before moving to the top one and repeating the action. I angled my lips over hers and kissed her deeply. She felt so good in my mouth. All my senses came alive with just the tangling of our tongues. I used one hand to support myself and with the other, I stroked her shoulder and arm, before moving to her nipples. I slid down her body, took the other nipple into my mouth to suck and swirl it with my tongue.

“Blaze,” Brooke pleaded, arching her body.

I flicked my tongue across her nipple and she let out a sharp cry. I grinned and did it again with the other nipple.

Brooke whimpered.

I loved to hear the sounds of pleasure that came from her. I loved how she went out of control and thrashed her body around while fisting the sheets with her hands. I slid down between her hips and parted her thighs further to expose her pussy to my gaze. I swiped the length of her clit with a flattened firm tongue.

“Blaze, please,” she begged over and over again.

I teased her clit and licked her folds until juices gushed out of her pussy. I pushed my tongue in and fucked her with it.

Her hands gripped my head, pushing me down as she let out a desperate achy moan. I replaced my tongue with two fingers and used them to fuck her while sucking on her clit. She whimpered loudly and thrashed her hips. I ignored my throbbing cock and concentrated on making my Hot Sauce come. I fucked her faster and faster with my fingers.

Her pussy clenched around my digits as her fingers curled around my hair. The sound of my name on her lips became more frantic, urgent. She raised her hips and rocked them against my mouth. This was how I liked Brooke… free and uninhibited.

When she finally exploded, her whole body shook and her legs wrapped around my head as if to keep me imprisoned in her pussy forever.

I moved up along the bed and lay facing her.

Her face looked flushed and a smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

“It’s bedtime,” I teased.

She frowned. “Oh.”

“Unless there’s something else you wanted?” I asked.

She glanced down at my cock. It was unapologetically steel hard, standing straight out at attention. “I think I’m the one who should be saying that,” she said, trying to stifle her laughter by clamping her hand over her mouth.

“You’re right,” I admitted. “I want you so bad. I want to bury my cock in your pussy, Hot Sauce.” I hungrily soaked in the sight of her glorious body as she lay facing me. “But first…” I reached out and flicked her big, hard nipples.

“Mmmmmm,” Brooke murmured, and caressed my arms.

I dropped my head for another taste of her nipples. I loved how she tasted.

“More,” Brooke said, arching her chest.

I licked each of her nipples in turn, loving how hard they became within seconds. As I sucked on one, I rolled the other between my fingers.

“I want you,” Brooke stated breathlessly.

I took a staggered breath at the simple, honest statement, free of coyness or embarrassment. “I want you too, all the time,” I said and arranged myself between her thighs. “Pull them back,” I instructed.

She drew her knees up to her chest and then I pushed them apart, opening her up like a flower. I splayed my hands on her inner thighs and pushed her folds open. “You look so hot,” I said. Her pussy glistened with moisture. My cock throbbed and jerked in my fist. I probed her opening with my cock, teasing, and coating myself with her juices.

Her breath caught, and then she exhaled in a series of short breaths.

Slowly, I ran my cock up and down her soaking wet slit. Brooke’s eyes glazed over with desire. I pushed the head of my cock inside her and then pulled it away. Brooke’s eyes narrowed. She arched her hips and tried to draw in my cock again, but I inched back.

“You’re teasing me.” Brooke pouted.

“No Hot Sauce, just don’t want it to be over any time soon,” I explained.

Her hands moved to her breasts and she circled her nipples with her flattened palms. Unable to hold on for much longer, I plunged my cock into her, until I was buried to the hilt.

“Like that…” Brooke panted breathlessly, her hands abandoning her nipples to fist the bedding.

The sounds of our groans intermingled as I took Brooke hard, her body responsive to every thrust.

“Oh, my God!” Brooke cried out.

My eyes travelled over her bouncing breasts, her slightly open mouth with her knees drawn up and parted for me.

“Yes,” Brooke said over and over again, her tone pleading for release.

I brought her knees together and her pussy clamped even tighter on my cock. I pulled it out and pushed back in again.

Brooke whimpered. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she let out a sound between a cry and a scream. She reached out to grab the headboard as she rode out her orgasm.

Just seeing her like this, with her head thrown back, her lips parted was the last straw for me. I bellowed out my own release.

Chapter Thirty

Brooke

Staying later at work wasn’t the best idea after a passion filled night. I was tired. Just remembering the night Blaze and I had was enough to make me smile. The man was the most selfless lover I’d ever had. I’d told him things I’d never told another human being.

We’d been best friends for most of our lives but now,