More Than Friends

by Jessica Jayne

  He kissed the inside of her thighs, nipping at the flesh. She squirmed against the wall. He ran his tongue along the tan lines from her bikini.

  “Doesn’t look like your bikini covers enough of you,” he whispered. “It barely covers this beautiful cunt. We will need to go shopping for a new bathing suit. I can’t have you running around those Florida beaches in something so skimpy.” He smiled against her skin. His tongue continued to glide over her soft skin along her tan lines until it ran lightly over her soft hairs. Then it darted out and flicked across her clit. She gasped.

  “You like that?” he asked, looking up at her.

  “Yes,” she breathed. She arched her back away from the wall and thrust her hips toward him.

  “Good,” he said. “I love pleasuring you. I love making you come.” He lifted her right leg over his shoulder and buried his face between her legs. His tongue flicked across her clit. Circled it.

  Jeni entangled her fingers in as much of his silky, thick, brown hair as she could and pulled him even more into her. His tongue explored every fold of her sex, as if it were uncharted territory despite that he had charted it many times in the past. He ran his tongue along the soft lips of her sex and up over her clit. His mouth enclosed her clit, and he sucked on it. Jeni moaned. His hand cupped her buttocks, pulling her pelvis upward slightly as he drove his tongue inside her, fucking her with his tongue.

  The feel of his tongue inside her was more than she could take. Her left standing leg went weak. She grasped the wall behind her with one hand while the other held his head between her legs. Her body erupted into its first orgasm, and she came completely undone. A cry escaped her chest. If it were not for him pinning her against the wall, she would have slumped to the floor. He moaned as her body shook and her sex quivered. He eagerly lapped up the juices that flowed from her. When her body quit trembling and she regained her composure, she pulled him up by his hair and kissed him hard on the lips, tasting the sweet flavor of herself.

  “Was it as good as you remember?” she asked. She kissed him again.

  “Better than I remember.” He bit her lower lip softly. “You have the sweetest little pussy ever.”

  Jeni slid her hands under his shirt and tugged it up and over his head. His torso and arms were beautiful. Sculpted with lean muscle. She kissed his neck. Her tongue traced the outside of it and down to his pecs. She pulled at his nipple with her teeth, and he exhaled loudly. Slowly, she licked her way down his torso. His body tensed as her tongue glided over his ticklish area along the side of his abs. Her tongue darted into his navel and followed his treasure trail of hair to the top of his jeans. She knelt in front of him. Jeni unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and pulled them to the floor. He stepped out of them. A smile crept across her face when she noticed he was not wearing any boxers and his beautiful cock was fully erect.

  “I almost forgot how much I love your cock,” she said and ran her tongue over the head of it. A feral cry escaped him. Her tongue glided down his shaft to his balls and danced over them. Then it glided back up the other side of his cock.

  “Oh, God,” Brian cried out as she took the head of his cock completely in her mouth. She sucked gently. His hand immediately came to the back of her head while the other pressed against the wall behind her. He guided her mouth slowly down his cock until she took him completely. “Look at me,” he said, his voice hoarse. “Look at me when you suck me off.”

  Jeni turned her eyes up to him.

  He groaned. “This is by far one of my favorite images. You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

  She eased her mouth back up until just the head of his cock remained between her lips. She swirled her tongue around the head and sucked again. Her hand wrapped around his shaft and massaged up and down while her tongue played with the head.

  “That feels so fucking good,” he moaned. “No one has ever given me head like you do.”

  She smiled at his words. He pressed his cock all the way back in her mouth again. Tears welled in her eyes as he pressed into the back of her throat. He moaned again and began to fuck her mouth. In. Out. In. Out. The entire time, he watched her eyes. Jeni loved the feel of his cock on her tongue—the ridges, the grooves, the combination of soft skin with so much hardness underneath. Just watching his face as he pumped in and out of her mouth turned her on. As the intensity inside of him rose, so did the intensity of his movements.

  Her hands roamed over the front of his abdomen, down the front of his thighs, and wandered up the back of his legs to his ass. Her fingers massaged his buttocks, kneading the strong muscles. Before separating his cheeks, she ran a finger along his slick shaft to moisten it. She teased his hole with her finger. She knew this would take him over the edge. It always did. His eyes looked down at her. Pleading. Struggling to hold back, he did not want to let go yet. But then again, he did. He knew what was coming. He wanted and loved it. He never let anyone else do this for him. His entire body tensed as her finger entered his asshole.

  “Oh fuck,” he growled. Jeni slid her finger in to her knuckle and back out. In and out. The sounds that escaped him made her crazy. She loved doing this for him. He was about to completely come apart, and that made her wild. He drove his cock deep into her mouth twice more before his body stiffened. His cum squirted out of him and down the back of her throat. She felt its warmth and tasted its saltiness. Jeni never considered herself a swallower. In fact, she always refused. But not with Brian. He was the only one she had ever allowed to come inside her mouth.

  After a few seconds, he pulled out of her mouth, and she removed her finger from inside him. She licked the head of his cock clean. He whimpered, and his body still trembled. Jeni looked up at him. He had one hand on the wall behind her for support and the other still entangled in her damp hair. His eyes were closed, and he breathed heavy. He looked beautiful…sexy…spent.

  “You okay?” she asked.

  “Never better,” Brian said, opening his eyes and looking at her. A smile crept across his lips. “Never in my life better. Christ, you make me come so fucking hard when you do that.”

  “I guess we aren’t very good at a betting challenge when we both want the same thing,” Jeni said. She pushed her back against the wall and glided up it until she was almost face to face with Brian.

  “But we are good at other things,” he teased. He bent forward and nuzzled her neck. “Very good, I might add. I guess not seeing each other for so long and then restraining from sex for the first several hours added to the intensity.”

  Jeni wrapped her arms around his neck and laughed.

  “You don’t agree?” Brian asked. He raised his head from her neck and kissed her gently on the lips.

  “Oh, I agree,” she said, smiling. “Very much so. But we’ve never had a problem with intensity.” She pulled him into a kiss. Her tongue slid over his lips and dipped into his mouth, entwining with his tongue. The feel of his tongue was exquisite, and her body tingled. Brian lifted her up, and she wrapped her legs around his hips. They collapsed on the bed together kissing and laughing. Jeni snuggled into him, and they lay entangled in silence for a bit, enjoying the aftermath of their reunion.

  “You know last night was complete torture for me, right?” Brian said. He rolled her on top of him.

  “I’d never torture you,” Jeni said with a hint of sarcasm. She looked into his eyes…those dark brown eyes she loved so much.

  “Sure, you would,” he said with a laugh. “You know I jerked off last night in the bathroom. I almost had to do it twice after coming back out here and smelling your arousal. I hate the fact that I am such a prideful competitor. I should have just coughed up the stupid money last night and fucked you. I never wanted to fuck you as bad as I did last night. Well, of course until this morning.”

  “What were you thinking about when you took care of yourself last night?” Jeni was curious and fascinated at what got a man off.

  “You.” He raised his head to whisper in her ear. “I thou
ght about walking back out here and ravaging you…with my hands…my lips…my tongue…my cock.” His heavy breathing brushed past her ear. His hardness pressed against her thigh.

  “I want to ravage you now,” she said and straddled his hips, raising herself upright with her hands on his chest. “I want to feel you inside me.” He groaned. His hands reached up and held her hips as he thrust his pelvis upward, pressing his cock against the warm wetness of her pussy. “I want to fuck you,” she said. She raised herself up on her knees. In excruciating slowness, she slid down the length of his cock. He stretched her…filled her completely. Jeni groaned at the feel of him inside her.

  “Fuck,” he gasped. “You feel so damn tight. So damn good.” His hands held tighter to her hips. She grabbed his hands in her hers and held them above his head.

  “I’m in control,” she whispered. Her long, still damp hair fell over her shoulders and brushed his face. She bent forward and nipped at his bottom lip with her teeth. His pelvis thrust up into her involuntarily.

  “Oh, God,” he cried. “You are killing me.” Her hips lifted until only the head of his penis remained inside her. Brian kissed her breasts that were poised in front of his face. He took one nipple at a time into his mouth, swirling his tongue around each one and teasingly biting at them. Excitement and electricity ran through Jeni’s body at the feel of his tongue, his teeth on her breasts.

  Jeni eased his cock all the way back inside her. She relished the feel of its thickness as it filled her. She leaned forward and kissed him long on the mouth again. Her tongue explored the corner of his lips before she bit his bottom lip hard.

  “Fuck,” he yelled again. His cock twitched inside of her. An exhale escaped his lips as she ground her pelvis into his. She felt the pleasure from the pressure on her clit. She rode his cock in and out, pausing occasionally to grind her clit into his pelvis. Shockwaves ran through her body. She felt the lightness in her head as her orgasm built. And then she exploded into a million pieces. Her pussy contracted around Brian’s cock…sucking him deeper into her. She heard him moan. And then she heard nothing but the explosions in her head and all over her body, one after the other. Her orgasm paralyzed her for a moment.

  “You are driving me out of my mind,” Brian said. He flipped her on her back before she knew what was happening and positioned himself between her legs, entering her with utter abandonment. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. You feel so damn good,” he cried. His hips continued to pump, to piston into her. Jeni still rode her own tidal wave. Her fingers dug into the muscles of his back. He groaned and lowered his head to hers. He licked her lips…bit her lower lip. He fucked her hard. “Oh, God,” he yelled seconds before emptying himself inside her. His body convulsed, and he collapsed on top of her, breathing heavy. She wrapped her arms around his sweaty body and held him there for several minutes, his cock still buried inside her.

  “Wow,” he said after a few minutes passed. He lifted his head to look at her. “That was incredible.”

  “How did you go so long without me?” she teased. She ran her hands along his back, feeling the smoothness of his skin.

  “I’m beginning to wonder that myself,” he replied.

  “I may need another shower.” Jeni giggled. Her body glistened in sweat—both his and her own.

  “Me too,” he said with a laugh. “But we better go separately. We may not make Beth’s wedding if we keep this up.” He winked at her and smiled. “What time does everything start anyway?”

  “Ceremony’s at three,” she said. “What time is it now?”

  “About noon,” Brian said. He glanced at the digital clock on the night table. He rolled off her. Jeni inhaled sharply as he slid out of her.

  “I hate when you do that,” she said softly.

  “What’s that?” He kissed her forehead.

  “Pull out of me.”

  “You want me inside you all the time, huh?”

  “Maybe.” Her body began heating up again at the thought.

  “Hey. I’ll go another round with you right now,” he said, smiling. “But we might not make Beth’s wedding. You make the call! Because you know if I do, your friend’s wedding will not be my choice.”

  “All right. I’ll get in the shower,” Jeni said. She sat up in bed. She could not miss Bethany’s wedding, even though the idea of staying in bed with him was more than tempting. Brian’s arm slung around her waist and threw her back on the pillow.

  “You sure?” he teased. He kissed her lips.

  “I’m not saying we’re done,” she said into his lips. “I’m just saying we are making this wedding.” She climbed out of bed and grabbed the towels off the floor.

  “You have the greatest ass I’ve ever laid eyes on,” he said matter-of-factly.

  “Thanks! I take that as a compliment, considering all the ass you’ve laid eyes on. But I’m still taking a shower by myself,” she said with a smile before closing the bathroom door.

  Chapter Four

  “Jeni,” Bethany yelled. Bethany threw up her arms as Brian and Jeni approached her and her new husband at the head table at the reception hall.

  The ceremony was beautiful. Long, but beautiful. Both Bethany and her new husband were Catholic, so they had the traditional Catholic ceremony, mass and all. Dinner was delicious. They had the choice of filet mignon or grilled salmon with a side of garlic smashed potatoes and grilled asparagus. And the DJ had been entertaining. They had made it out to the dance floor a few times. Jeni and Brian had tried to get to the bride and groom numerous times, but between the first dance and cutting the cake, they never seemed to find the two newlyweds available. So, when they finally took a seat at the head table, Jeni and Brian made their way over there immediately.

  “Congratulations! You make such a beautiful bride, Beth,” Jeni said. She gave her a big hug and kiss on the cheek. It was true. Bethany looked like a princess. Her blond hair was swept up in a chignon, and a sparkling tiara crowned her head. Her tanned skin and blue eyes glistened. Beth’s white, satin gown had a strapless, fitted bodice decorated with dazzling rhinestones, and the skirt billowed out much like Cinderella’s ball gown. Definitely Bethany’s style.

  “I’m so glad you could make it,” Beth squealed. “I saw you in the church and wanted to wave frantically, but I thought my dad would think I was crazy. I know it couldn’t be easy to come all this way just for my wedding. I appreciate it so much.” Bethany squeezed Jeni’s hands in her own and smiled. “You remember Tim? My husband now.” Bethany giggled.

  “I wouldn’t have missed your wedding,” Jeni said, kissing Bethany on the cheek again. “Congratulations,” she said to Tim, giving him a quick hug. “So great to see you again.” She had met Tim on two other occasions. He was Bethany’s safe bet. Beth had been absolutely in love with another guy, Joey, all of college. But Joey could not be faithful to her. If it wore a skirt, Joey would be after it. Then she met Tim, who worshipped her from day one. “This is my date, Brian. I think you may remember him, Beth.” Bethany knew all about Brian. He had been to their dorm room, then the house they rented together in college numerous times. Too many times to count. Not to mention the many trips she and Beth took to Ohio State to hang with Brian and his friends in Columbus. Beth used to always tell Jeni that her and Brian were so loud and “raunchy” when they had sex that Beth blushed even being in another room, because she could hear them so clearly.

  “Of course, I remember Brian,” Bethany said, raising her “what are you doing” eyebrow at Jeni. Bethany knew about her relationship with Stephen from the numerous phone calls and emails her and Jeni shared over the last several months. She knew that they were having a difficult time with the schedule aspect of their relationship, but it was clear Bethany expected to see Stephen and not Brian at the wedding. With Bethany’s planning of the wedding, Jeni hadn’t been able to chat with her on the phone much in the past few weeks, so she had been unable to fill her in on the official breakup. Jeni smiled at her friend to let her know that nothing had
changed between Brian and her. They were still collecting the “perks” of their friendship.

  “Congratulations, Bethany,” Brian said. He leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek. “You look wonderful.” He held out his hand to Tim, who shook it firmly. “Congrats to you too, man. She’s a keeper.” Tim smiled in agreement, and Brian winked at Bethany.

  “We will catch up soon,” Bethany said, smiling that smile that said “we need to have some girl talk soon.” She still had Jeni’s hands in hers.

  “Call me when you get back from your honeymoon,” Jeni said and gave Bethany a big hug. “Maybe we can arrange a girls’ weekend and catch up.”

  “I’d love that!” Bethany kissed her back. “Maybe you’d head back here for a Buckeyes home game?”

  “Absolutely,” Jeni said as two other people approached the bride and groom. “Love you.” Jeni grabbed Brian’s hand and led him to the bar across the way.

  “She has not changed much at all,” Brian said, leaning on the bar to order their drinks. He ordered Jeni another whiskey and Coke and himself a beer.

  “No, she really hasn’t,” Jeni agreed. She leaned against the bar next to him. “I remember meeting her the first day of college. I thought she was a lunatic. All bubbly and ready to burst at the seams at any moment. I was sure I would ask for a new roommate before the end of that first semester.” Jeni chuckled at that, because her and Bethany had had such an amazing time in college together and now remained truly good friends.

  “Yeah, I thought it was an odd pairing too at first,” Brian said. He took a sip of his beer that the bartender slid across the bar. Jeni took a sip of her own drink. She felt the teasing burn of the whiskey flow down her throat and loved that feeling. She didn’t drink daiquiris or pina coladas or fuzzy navels. When she drank alcohol at all, it was whiskey or a good beer. “She seemed all sorority, and you were anything but.”