by Claire Adams
My heart pounded with excitement, and judging by Parker’s frantic movements, he was even more excited than I was. But it was going too fast.
“Easy,” I whispered. “This isn’t a race.”
“Sorry,” he managed in between kisses. “There’s like, a decade of sexual tension built up inside of me.” He pulled back and gazed into my eyes.
“Me too. I want you so much.” I kissed his lips and smiled. “And I know I’m ready to do this.”
“How about…” He stepped out of his pants. “… we undress first, so I can kiss you all over?” I stared at the guy I’d known since school, now grown into a fucking sex god. A man who was hard for me. I didn’t argue with his suggestion. I was already hot and eager for him and didn’t want to waste time with a seduction that was pointless.
Without taking my eyes from the large bulge in his boxer briefs, I kicked off my shoes and let him peel off my pants. I scooted up onto his bed, slowly. His eyes locked on mine until I reached the top of the bed.
I hooked a finger for him to come get me.
Then hungry eyes roamed over my exposed skin, making me feel self-conscious. A delicious heat spread through me at the thought of sex with Parker. We’d been friends for so long, the idea had seemed impossible. Yet, here we were, only a few items of clothing away from being naked together.
Parker hopped onto the bed and the movement jostled me. He stroked his hand over my tattoo, tracing the lines. He started at the bottom and kissed his way to the top. “I’ve always loved this thing. And every time you wore those panties when you opened the door for me….” He made a show of shivering.
I giggled as Parker’s arms slid around my waist and he pulled me against him. His hardness pressed into my hip as he kissed my bare shoulder, and then my neck again. He cupped my breast and lightly squeezed it. Heat spread across my chest as his body rubbed against me. I reached around and pressed my fingers against his back, stroking up and down as his lips and tongue pleasured my skin.
His hands slid down my back, and onto my cheeks, squeezing me roughly. I let my head fall back, and a long sigh crept from my mouth. Part of me wanted to talk, to describe how he made me feel, but I imagined it would all sound fake. So I said nothing, and let the small, involuntary noises speak for me. I groaned as he squeezed my butt, and moaned when his lips trailed kisses up to my ear, and then back down to my neck. He moaned along with me, enjoying the encouragement.
I let my hands slide lower, onto his ass, and pulled him closer, feeling his dick rub against me. He groaned, and then rocked his hips to rub himself harder against my skin. A shiver ran through my whole body as I imagined what he would feel like sliding inside me. Suddenly, I didn’t want to wait. I couldn’t wait for a second longer. The need was overwhelming. I wanted Parker inside of me.
“I want you right now,” I said in a hoarse tone. “Take me, baby,”
Parker stood, not wasting any time getting out of his boxers.
I pulled down my panties, not bothering with my bra.
Parker went for the side table and opened the drawer. I rolled over on my side and watched him dig through the contents. He lifted a foil packet and ripped it open. I moved until I was propped on my knees. He rolled the condom over himself and I reached over and took his face in my hands. I kissed him, slowly at first, then building up momentum.
“Sienna,” he whispered into my mouth.
“Mmm,” I murmured.
Parker climbed on top of me. I moved my knees apart and he settled between my legs. His erection pressed along my thigh, a hot and hard promise of our first sex together. I moaned softly at the thought and rolled my hips to get him closer to where I needed him.
He reached down and guided him into place, then slid it up and down between my lips. Something that sounded like a squeak escaped from my throat.
I tilted my hips, and he slid into me. It was only an inch at first, but it was enough to make me cry out.
“You’re so wet,” he said quietly.
“I’ve been… saving it….” I managed but had to give up talking when he slid deeper. Fuck, he felt good inside me. He sighed happily as he slid deeper, and deeper until his body was pressed against mine. Even then, when he pushed, he seemed to manage another inch. I whimpered as he touched me deep inside. In that instant, all worries or awkwardness about what we were doing melted away.
He pulled the strap of my bra down and drew my nipple into his mouth. I moaned with pleasure as his tongue circled around my peak. He moved onto the other one. The feeling of him inside of me and the way he kissed my breasts made me want to come right then and there.
Parker shifted, withdrawing, then sliding back into me. I cried out, throwing my arms around his neck. I clung to him as he shifted on top of me, his weight pinning me to the bed as his body bumped against mine. Waves of ecstasy washed over me, hot and overpowering, each one forcing a quiet moan from my throat. I tried to speak, but only strangled noises emerged, single letters that gave up any hope of forming words.
His lips crushed mine and I fought to keep up. My whole body tingled, and my mind was numb. Nothing else in the world mattered except for us.
And then he began to move faster, shifting to his own rhythm. I lifted my feet from the bed and rested them on his back, whimpering as I lost all control of my body. He was in command of me now, and he was steering me toward someplace I’d never been before.
“Fu-uu-uu-uu…” was all I managed to say
“I want you to come for me, Sienna. Please come.”
“Uh-huh. Uh-huh….” I tightened my grip, clinging to Parker as he fucked me harder and harder. My entire body shook as we collided. Slapping sounds reached me from far away. My ears were ringing; my heart thumped like crazy. I was making noises that made no sense. Parker was groaning long and hard in my ear, his breath heating my cheek.
My insides exploded as I came for him. Parker continued to pump inside of me, making my already sensitive body even more so.
“Parker!” I cried out.
His lips crushed mine as he came. A deep shudder shook his body, a counterpoint to the pulsing heat that rippled through mine.
His movements slowed, and we made eye contact. A wide grin spread across his face and I matched it. I couldn’t believe I’d just had sex with my best friend. And it had been the most incredible sex of my life. Where we could have been awkward, we weren’t. We were fit for each other in every way.
Parker was propped above me as he caught his breath. I reached up and cupped his face, bringing his lips to mine. As we both came down from our incredible orgasms, we kissed more slowly this time, exploring each other’s mouths.
Parker’s arm gave out and he pulled me against him as we laid side-by-side and kissed for some time.
When we finally came up for air, Parker wrapped his arm around me and held me against him. He kissed the top of my head and sighed. “Well, that was…different.”
I laughed, unable to hold back the amazing mood I was in. “You think?”
I couldn’t help the goofy grin on my face. This is exactly where I should have been from the beginning.
“You were good,” he said, rubbing his face. “Real fucking good.”
“Well, you also haven’t had sex for a year.”
He shook his head. “It’s not that. I may have abstained from sex, but I know what good sex is. And you were like, amazing.”
Parker yawned and I lightly chucked him in the chest.
He laughed. “What? That was the most energy I’ve expended in a while.”
I scooted up to him and kissed him on the lips then rolled over. Parker followed me and spooned his warm naked body against me.
He trailed kisses across the back of my neck. “I love you so much, Sienna.”
I squeezed his arm tight to let him know I felt the same way.
I closed my eyes, warping back to the night that I laid with Parker after the bachelor party. Everything he’d said was true. The alcohol had been a sor
t of truth serum for him, just like Tony said. But his relationship with Rachel had stood in the way. Not anymore. Right here and right now was where we were supposed to be. And I’d fight to keep it that way for the rest of my life. I sighed deeply and allowed myself to let go and fall asleep with the love of my life.
Chapter Thirty-One
Parker
The slow movement of fingers through my hair gently woke me from a deep sleep. I cracked one eye open and smiled, seeing Sienna there next to me. I blinked a few times, wondering if last night had been a very erotic fantasy dream, but judging by our state of undress, I knew it hadn’t been. Neither of us had bothered to put clothes on after we’d had sex.
I traced a finger down Sienna’s jawline. Her skin was so damn soft.
“Good morning,” she said.
“Morning,” I returned.
I moved my hand lower, trailing down her side and cupping her ass, bringing her closer to me. “Last night was, uh—”
“Amazing,” Sienna said, continuing to massage my scalp. My head tingled with pleasure. My dick even started to get hard for her. I wonder if it was too soon to have sex again. Last night was all about breaking boundaries. I didn’t want to push too much too soon.
“What’s on your agenda today?” I asked.
She propped herself up and glanced at the clock on the side table. She groaned and settled back down. “I have to go to work.”
“Boo,” I jeered, dropping my lips to hers.
“Definitely boo,” she said against my mouth. Then she pulled back, letting out a satisfied sigh. “What about you?”
“I have that meeting this morning about selling my company.”
“Are you excited?”
“I’m not sure yet. I think once everything is finalized, I will be.”
“Well, if you think this is the best step, then I support you all the way.”
Sienna was a breath of fresh air after Rachel. After breaking off the wedding, I started to look back on our relationship and realized that Sienna had been right about a lot of things. Rachel could be crass and rude to people. Why had I never noticed until Sienna pointed it out? And the fact that she didn’t want to sleep with me was a big red flag. I knew over the past year she used me to pay for everything in her life. And while I wasn’t one to bitch about spending money on my girlfriends, she had taken it to another level with weekly hair appointments, manicures, massages, and going out with her friends on a regular basis.
I felt like a fool for being so blind to the shit she had been pulling. I’d thought I was in love with her, but the woman lying beside me showed me what it was like to truly love someone. For us, it had been a slower process, but last night had ignited a different side to our relationship that I looked forward to exploring again and again.
“I appreciate that,” I said, kissing her once more.
She smiled against my lips then pushed away from me. “All right, if I don’t get up now, I never will.”
“I’d like that last part,” I said.
“I would too, but we should be adults and get to work. Maybe we can celebrate your decision later? I can cook for you here,” she said.
“You don’t want to go out?”
“I don’t like public displays of affection,” she said.
Her words dripped with sexual innuendo, turning me on even more.
She rolled out of bed and walked into the bathroom. She didn’t bother to close the door.
I sat up and stared into the other room. I imagined getting into the shower with her and delaying our day even more. I was sure we could do a quickie before work. My body ached for her.
But the second I stood up, I heard a loud knocking on the front door. Who the hell could that be? Sienna was the only one who I ever thought would bother me this early in the morning.
I put on my boxers and shirt from the night before and went to investigate.
When I opened the front door, Rachel pushed passed me and into my house.
“Rachel?”
“Parker,” she said, crossing her arms over her chest. “I’m sorry for cheating on you. And lying. But I’m willing to do the courthouse thing. I know how stressful the wedding was, but I’m letting you take me back.”
“Rachel,” I said, scratching the back of my neck. I glanced down the hall and could have sworn I heard the shower still running. I had to get Rachel out of here quickly, or else I knew Sienna would have a lot of things to say to her. “It’s over.”
Her eyes narrowed. “It can’t be over. I made a mistake, and I apologized.”
“That’s good for you, but I don’t want you back. I made a mistake.”
“A mistake? You were the one that asked me to marry you.”
Her voice was getting louder, and I knew Sienna would hear her as soon as the water turned off.
“Rachel, you need to leave.”
“No, I don’t. This is my house, too.”
“Not anymore,” I said. Her display was bordering on pathetic now. I’d never seen her so distraught. Her hair was sticking up in random spots and she wasn’t wearing any makeup. I wondered if she’d slept since the wedding.
“Well, this certainly is a role-reversal,” Sienna said from behind me.
I turned to see her wearing one of my button-down shirts. It barely reached her thighs,.
Damn, she looked good in my clothes.
“Sienna?” Rachel said then turned to me. “You left me for this trailer trash?”
Sienna rolled her eyes. “The only trash in this room is you. Face it: you blew it with Parker.”
This wasn’t going to be good.
Rachel’s eyes flashed. It was the angriest I’d ever seen her. “You embarrassed me in front of everyone I knew. I’m going to get both of you back for this.”
“All right, Rachel, I think you should go,” I said, leading her to the door.
She ripped her arm away from me. “Don’t touch me. You’re an asshole, Parker. I’m going to make sure everyone knows it.”
Sienna’s opinion was the only one that mattered to me. Besides, if Rachel tried to go on social media and talk shit about my company, it wouldn’t be in my hands for much longer. Rachel was a lot of talk and no action. I knew that firsthand.
Rachel let out a frustrated screech as the door closed behind her. I made sure to lock it, in case she decided to come back into my home.
“Well, that was fun,” Sienna said, grinning.
“You heard the whole conversation?”
“Most of it,” she said, “I thought your shirt would be a nice touch.”
I went to her and scooped her into my arms, kissing her hard. “Are you sure you have to leave now? You look so fucking hot in my shirt.”
She kissed me on the tip of my nose. “Save that thought for later. I’ll be sure to make it worth your while.”
I groaned and put her down, following her into the bedroom. I watched Sienna change into the same clothes she’d worn the night before.
“You can bring some clothes over here if you want,” I said. “For nights that you stay over.”
Her hazel eyes locked on mine. “Are you sure that’s not moving too quickly?”
“Not at all. Sienna, I was a fool for far too long. I want a future with you, and you alone. Besides, we can skip that whole ‘getting to know you’ phase. We already know everything there is to know about each other.”
“Very true.” She slipped her arms around my middle and tilted her head up to me. I closed my mouth around hers and kissed her. A little moan escaped her lips, sending my insides into a flurry.
Her tongue slipped into my mouth. It tasted minty, like my toothpaste. I grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up until her legs were dangling off the ground. I held her tight against me, never wanting to let her go.
She was the first to pull away. “Parker, I’m never going to leave at this rate. And I have a business to run.”
I slowly put her back onto the ground and pecked her on the lips. �
�I’ll see you later.”
“Bye,” she said. Her smile reached her eyes, and it was one of the most beautiful things I’d ever seen.
After Sienna left for work, I showered and headed downtown for my meeting with Gary and his associates. Since I worked mostly from home, I didn’t bother with an office. I’d agreed to meet at a restaurant of their choosing. There were so many great local places to eat, but they ended up choosing the restaurant in the hotel they were staying at. I knew this was all business to them, but if it were me, I would have wanted to explore the area, even if I was only there for the day.
That was the difference between them and me. At least I knew my technology would be going to a company that would take care of it, even if that meant the employees didn’t make time to have fun.
When I arrived at the hotel, I was directed to the restaurant on the tenth floor. In my time living in Key Largo, I never had the need to visit the bigger hotel chains. I had to admit this one was quite luxurious. The dining room of the restaurant looked out at the beach on two sides. The windows gave a panoramic view of the blue sky and the ocean that stretched out as far as the eye could see.
“May I help you?” the young hostess asked.
“Yes, I’m here to see Gary Ingram. He’s expecting me.”
“Of course,” she said. “Right this way.”
She led me into a back room, far away from the spectacular views of the ocean. I was a little disappointed but also realized that I wasn’t here for the view. I wondered if Sienna would like this place. I made a mental note to take her here for lunch one day. I was sure she’d love the ambiance.
The hostess moved to the side and indicated the door for the private room. “You have a private waitress who will assist you with drinks.”
“Thank you,” I said and nodded to her.
When I opened the door, three sets of eyes looked up at me from the table.
“Parker!” a loud, boisterous man said. He struggled to get up from his chair. While I didn’t recognize him, I knew that voice. I’d spoken to him a few times since the initial offer came in.