Ally is moving on, leaving me behind, and Laura, too, really, no matter if she’s letting her go for a weekend to the palace or whatever Prince Steals Your Girlfriend lives in. We will all be left behind while Ally becomes the princess that dude always tells her she is.
I lick my lips as I look from hers to her eyes. “Are we?” I ask.
Her eyes dart to my lips. “I’m Ally’s best friend. I can’t be anything more than your friend.”
I swallow hard. What am I doing? Am I really making a move on my barely ex-girlfriend’s best friend?
I’m sitting on her bed and she’s standing in front of me. I slide my hands down her shoulders to her waist and pull her in between my legs.
“She’s left me. Set me free. Truth be told, Laura, I don’t want to be free. I want to be tied to someone. I don’t like loose ends. I like them attached to someone. If I may confess something to you, I want you to know that when I was fifteen, I wasn’t sure which one of you two I liked the most.” I pause so she can breathe, because she seems to have stopped. I pull her in a little closer. “It was Ally who I kissed first. Cody made me believe if I ever tried to kiss you, so I could find out which one of you I really liked, I would lose you both.”
Her hand caresses my cheek and I melt into it. It feels so good. “I had a crush on you that I hadn’t told Ally about. When she told me you kissed her, I just about smacked her. I wanted you, but I kept my mouth shut.”
She wanted me too! I knew it!
“Here I am, Laura. I’m free and so are you.”
“She’ll be hurt,” Laura says, and for a second, my heart hurts in a new way. It’s been hurting since Ally’s accident, then she broke up with me and it hurt even worse. This pain is different. It’s a hurt which promises to heal all that’s wrong.
I take her chin in my hand, gently pulling her to me. “She’ll be gone.”
Her lips touch mine and I am gone. I’ve wanted to do this for so many years and it seems she has to. Without letting our lips part, I stand and pick her up, turning around. I lay her on the bed.
I press my tongue to her lips and she parts them for me. She tastes like strawberries and suddenly I crave them. Our tongues dance together as my heartbeats increase.
Why does this feel so right?
I pull my mouth from hers and she opens her eyes. They’re wide with what looks like fear. She probably thinks I feel guilty and want to stop, but she’s wrong.
“Tell me you want this, Laura. Tell me you’ll be mine.”
Her breaths are ragged and her voice is quiet. “Is that what you really want, Kyle?”
Is it? I think it is, but how can I be sure? Am I using her as a rebound?
Without knowing for sure, I answer, “It is. Say you’ll be mine, Laura.”
Her brows furrow with worry and she bites at her bottom lip. I kiss her again to make her decide. As I plunge my tongue into her mouth again, I pull out the rubber band holding her hair in a ponytail.
I groan as I run my hand through her long, silky hair. It smells like flowers, so different from Ally’s.
The thought of Ally makes me stop my kiss. I look down at Laura and have to consider her feelings.
Am I only doing this to hurt Ally?
Laura’s eyes are soft and a smile forms on her pink lips as she says, “I’ll be yours, Kyle.”
My heart stops beating. She’ll be mine, but can I truly be hers with Ally still so much in my head and my heart?
Her hands tangle in my hair and pull me back to her. This time she kisses me. Her tongue darts into my mouth. Something about how she’s kissing me, like she’s letting herself go, makes me want her more than I have.
How far will she let me go?
My hand creeps slowly to her breast and cups it. She puts her hand over mine and moves it with mine, showing me how she likes to be touched. It spurs me on to try more.
I sit up, straddling her, and smile down at her as I lift my T-shirt over my head. Her shirt has buttons, so I unbutton them slowly as I watch her to be sure she wants this. The look of pure lust on her face tells me she does.
I know she’s not a virgin, but I am, and she knows it. Her hands run over my abs. They’re pretty decent, if I do say so myself. As are her breasts, which I’d like to see bare.
I lean down and reach behind her to unfasten her bra To my surprise, she lets me. I pull it off, revealing a pair of large, pert breasts any man would be proud to touch.
“May I?” I ask before I devour them.
“Please do.”
I pull one of the erect nipples into my mouth as I cup the other one with my hand. Never having gotten this far before, my erection is at full attention. I don’t know how I’ll be able to stop, but she seems like she’s fine with that, so I forge ahead.
Her hands flow over my back, which now has a thin sheen of sweat covering it. Her breasts are so perfect, I can’t believe I never noticed them completely before this. She tastes like heaven and I wonder what else she’ll let me do.
I move my mouth from her breast to kiss a trail down to the top of her shorts. I look up at her to be sure she’s okay with this and her smile assures me she is.
I pop the button on them and unzip them. Pulling at the sides, she shimmies to help me get her out of them, leaving me looking at blue silk panties.
“How about these? Can they go too?” I ask.
Her nod gives the approval and I’m very happy with the answer.
Dear God, I’m finally going to get laid!
I stand to kick off my shoes and drop my jeans and underwear. I take a long look at her completely naked body, which she has not an ounce of embarrassment about.
Not that there’s any need for it. She’s built like a brick house. Curves in all the right places and flat in the areas she should be. A perfect body she’s hidden all these years.
“Christ, you’re beautiful, Laura.”
“I can say the same about you, Kyle,” she says as she motions to my male member, which is giving her a standing ovation.
I’ve forgotten I’m standing buck naked in front of a girl for the first time in my life. Suddenly I feel shy, and I’m pretty damn sure I’m blushing. Lying next to her, I kiss her again, trying to forget my embarrassment.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” I ask.
She wets her lips and gives me a nod. Her eyes are dark and her lips red and a bit swollen from our kissing. I can’t believe I’m doing this. As I move my body over hers, she spreads her legs for me to settle into. I can feel the heat radiating from her.
“Now,” she says, “I’m more than ready for you.”
My God! Am I really going to do this? Am I going to lose my virginity to Ally’s best friend? Could I back out now?
“Are you sure?” I ask one more time.
Laura’s hands grab my ass and she pushes me into her. “Fuck me, Kyle. Fuck me now,” she growls.
What have I gotten myself into?
The moment I’m all the way in, I lose all train of thought. It feels so fucking good. I pull out all the way and thrust back in. Her breath pushes out with the force.
“Too hard?” I stop and ask.
“No! Jesus, Kyle, just keep going until you can’t anymore!” Laura shouts as she grabs my ass and pushes me into her even deeper.
The sensation takes me over and I do what she says, pushing in and pulling out as her hands run over my back and up into my hair. She pulls my face down to kiss her, and I do, but find I can’t concentrate on the thrusting, so I pull my head back.
She runs her hands over her breasts and down to her clit. I watch from my raised position, bobbing my dick in and out of her. Her finger touches something at the top and she rubs it as she moans.
“I’m about to come, Kyle. Come with me.”
“I don’t know how.”
“Watch my finger and fuck me harder,” she says as she licks her other fingers, then moves the one she’d been using to stroke herself to allow the newly wetted finger to f
low over her now very swollen and very red pearl-shaped bud.
I stroke faster and harder while watching her touch herself. Then I feel her tighten around my dick as she moans and pushes her body up to meet mine.
It’s so tight and squeezes so hard that I explode into her. All strength gone, I practically fall on top of her. Her arms go around me as my dick pulses inside her and her vagina makes small squeezes around it, making more fluid flow from it.
So this is what all the fuss is about. Yeah, I can see why now!
And then there’s Ally’s sweet face in my damn brain and I know I’ve just sealed my fate with her. She’ll never get over this.
What have I done?
CHAPTER 24
LAURA
What have I done?
Kyle naps beside me as I lie here filled with guilt and shame. I just took his virginity and not in a very nice way.
It’s been a few months since I’ve had sex. I guess I was a little hornier than I realized, because I talked like a real slut. It’s not how Kyle should’ve been introduced to sex.
He’s sweet and caring and I know he was loving with Ally. But I took him like he was just another guy. I ruined his first time. It should have been with her, not me.
And now he’s here with me and says he wants us to be together. I’m going to look like a real ass at school. Everyone will gossip. ‘Would you look at her? Ally’s barely broken up with him and Laura swoops in and picks him up. What a whore,’ they’ll all say. And I have to agree.
What’s wrong with me? And how am I going to tell Ally?
I have to call her and tell her I’m not going to New Orleans with them. She’ll ask why and I’ll say, ‘Beause Kyle and I are together now. I fucked his brains out and he doesn’t want me to leave.’
Yeah, that’ll go over real well!
Great, my cell’s ringing and I bet it’s her. I slide off the bed, still naked as the day I was born, and find my phone in the pocket of the shorts Kyle pulled off me only an hour or so ago.
Christ, I’m awful!
The screen shows me it’s her and I physically flinch. Kyle raises his head and looks at me.
“It’s her, isn’t it?” he asks.
I nod and answer. “Hi, Ally.”
“Where are you? We’re ready to go. You’re taking forever,” she says.
Kyle mouths, tell her.
I shake my head vigorously.
“Yeah, about that. You see, my parents went out of town and they want me to stay and watch the house. I can’t go,” I say, and it’s not a complete lie since my parents are gone for the weekend.
Kyle tugs at me to sit down. I do, and then he fucks me over. “Tell her,” he says out loud.
“Is that Kyle?” Ally asks.
Goddamn it!
“Kyle? Um, yeah, it’s him.”
Her voice sounds tense. “What’s he doing at your house? You are at your house, aren’t you?”
I run my hand over my face. “Yeah, I’m at my house. He came over to see how our talk went.”
“Tell her the truth, Laura,” Kyle says, loudly enough for Ally to hear.
I shoot him a look which pleads with him to shut up.
“Tell me the truth about what, Laura? Do you not want to go with us? Because I’ll understand if you don’t. I won’t be mad at you. There’s no reason to lie about it to me. I love you. I’ll understand anything.”
Bet she won’t.
“Kyle wants me to stay here with him,” I blurt.
“Oh!” her voice sounds sharp.
“Tell her why, Laura,” Kyle says loudly.
I shoot the finger at him and he takes the phone from me. “Hey, Al, how’s it going?” he asks.
“Kyle, um, it’s going well. How come you don’t want Laura to go with me to New Orleans? And when did you start to care about anything Laura did?” Ally asks.
“I’ve always cared about her. She’s been a part of my life for as long as you have, Al,” he says.
I shake my head at him, trying to get him to stop, but instead he leans over and kisses my cheek, mouthing, It’s okay.
“I see. Well, anyway, let me talk to her again,” Ally says.
“I will, but first I have to tell you something. I don’t want you finding out from anyone else, and the rumors will be flying before the day is out because I’m taking Laura to the movies tonight. I’m sure your phone will be blowing up with the news, and I don’t want you to be caught off guard,” he says.
Okay, he just told her that. She’ll be okay with that.
“Oh. Well that’s nice of you to do for her. You’re a good friend, Kyle,” she says. Her voice sounds relieved.
“I think you misunderstood me, Al. We’re together now. As a matter of fact, I just lost my virginity to her about a half-hour ago,” he says.
I’m about to throw up.
“What?” Ally asks. Her voice sounds as sick as I feel.
“Why did you tell her that?” I shout at Kyle, running to the bathroom as tears stream down my face.
He just used me to hurt her!
I climb into the shower to rid myself of any of him. His smell is suddenly everywhere on me.
I hate him!
He was my friend. How could he do this to me?
I’ve ruined my friendship with Ally, all so he could get even with her. How could I be so stupid as to think he liked me?
Can she ever forgive me? Can I ever forgive myself?
The bathroom door opens and the shower curtain is pulled back. Kyle steps in and puts his arms around me. He kisses the top of my head as I cry into his chest.
“Laura, I’m sorry if I hurt you. I just didn’t want her to find out from anyone else. I want that out in the open, so we can move on with what we have.”
I look up at him, certain that my make-up looks like hell. “What do we have, Kyle?”
“We have each other, Laura. I meant it when I asked you to be mine. I’d never have made love to you, then just left you. I’m not that guy,” he says, then kisses me.
How sweet!
I guess I’ve never known someone to be so honest and open. I suppose it is better Ally know it all from the very beginning.
My back is up against the slippery wall as Kyle searches my mouth with his tongue. His dick is hard already and I grow wet and hot with the knowledge that he likes me and is unashamed to show it, not only to me, but to everyone, including Ally.
His hands flow over my body, exploring every inch of it, the water helping his hands slide. Hungrier his kiss grows, and I find myself wanting to feel him inside me again.
I pull my mouth from his and nip at his neck Moving my mouth to his ear, I whisper, “Take me again, Kyle.”
“Laura, you’re a pleasant surprise in so many ways,” he says as he puts his hand on the back of my neck, pulling my mouth to his.
Pressing my back against the tiled wall, I lift my legs to wrap them around him as he slips into me as if our bodies were made for each other. His groan vibrates my mouth as he finds pleasure at the sensation. Moving back and forth, he strokes slowly at first. He seems to be afraid he’s hurting me, which he is not.
I pull my mouth away from his. “Turn me around, take me from behind.”
“Really?” His eyes are wide as if surprised.
I smile. “Yeah, really. It’s not so unusual.”
Placing my feet on the floor. I turn in his arms and place my palms on the tiled wall. I bend over, my butt against his erection.
He fumbles with it for a moment before he finds where it needs to go, then he slides in and I let out a moan with the pleasurable sensation. The way he fills me up completely is intoxicating.
His hands on my back, he proceeds to rock his body back and forth, thrusting too slowly into me. “Harder, Kyle.”
He does as I ask and moves quicker and pushes harder, making me push harder against the wall. His hard cock beats at my ass as he finally gets into it, lets his mind go, and just fucks like he was meant to.
For only his second time at this, he’s getting good pretty fast.
My insides start to contract. I yell, “Slap my ass hard, Kyle!”
He stops. “Are you serious?”
Damn!
“Keep moving. Don’t stop. I’m almost there. And yes, I’m serious. Slap my ass until I tell you to stop.”
He starts again, taking my impending orgasm a bit further away. It takes him several strokes before his hand finally slaps me, but it’s too light.
“Harder, Kyle, slap my ass harder. Pretend I did something bad and hit it like you're punishing me for it.”
One solid slap smacks me, sending pain radiating through me and a pulse to my clit. “Again,” I yell.
Another solid slap pushes me almost to the edge. “Again.”
The third slap does it and I climax hard. The way my vagina clenches around his huge cock makes him come immediately and he yells with it.
“Oh my God, Laura. Fuck, son of a bitch, this feels so fucking good!”
Hardly able to breathe, I press back into him until we both stop throbbing. Finally, I feel his dick soften some and pull away from him. As I turn, he presses up against me and kisses me.
Moving his mouth from mine, he says, “While fucking you is fun. The next time I want you to let me make love to you. I want to do this all weekend if you’ll let me.”
“You want to make love to me?” I ask.
“I do,” he says, then kisses me gently. “Now let me wash your hair and rub soap all over your body, then you can do me.”
As his hands rub shampoo through my hair I can’t help thinking about how different he is from any other sexual partner I’ve had. The truth is I never felt more than a physical connection with any of them.
There’ve been a few—five to be exact. No committed relationships transpired from any of them. No one bothered to wash my hair afterwards. They all pretty much left or sent me on my way after the deed was done.
“Make me a promise, Laura,” Kyle says as he rinses my hair.
“Maybe,” I say.
His lips touch my neck. “No, not maybe. Make me a promise.”
“Well, when you put it that way, I guess I have to don’t I?”
He rubs conditioner through my hair, massaging my scalp. “Promise me you’ll never let anyone, other than myself, have you,” he says, then puts soap on his hands and rubs my shoulders.
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