Friends With Full Benefits (Friends With… Benefits Series (Book 2))

by Luke Young

  Getting into a rhythm over him, Jillian’s eyes glazed over, and it became more and more difficult for him to concentrate. “What… Yeah. Oh, sorry, Mom. Can I call you back tomorrow? We’re just in the middle of a movie, and I really want to see how it ends.”

  Jillian pulled up from him and stared into his eyes, as he said, “Okay, Mom… bye.” Putting the phone down, he widened his eyes. “What’s gotten into you?”

  “Whenever I think of your mother, I feel like really taking care of you.”

  “I wish she would call more often then.”

  Moving up beside him on the bed, she unsnapped the bottom of her teddy, and the front end retracted up, exposing her completely shaved parts. “Wow!” He exhaled deeply. “You shaved.”

  “It is your birthday.” She pulled the teddy up off her body and tossed it onto a nearby chair. Straddling his chest, she lifted up on her knees, eight inches from his chin. His eyes traveled down from her face to her breasts and settled between her legs.

  “The second surprise is in the pool.”

  Tearing his eyes away from her playground, he gave her a curious look. “Really the pool? But where’s Rob?”

  “Out all night.”

  “You’re sure?”

  “I’m positive.” Dipping down, she moved her body to within a half an inch of his lips.

  His eyes returned to her beautiful parts and he sighed. “You, uh, don’t want to stay here?”

  “I think you’ll like what I have for you down there.”

  He extended his tongue to lick her, but just before he made contact she pulled away and climbed off of him. He gave her a sad look. “Hey.”

  “I bought a huge raft. I want to lay in it and float around the pool for like an hour while we do sixty-nine. It’s a big boat—it matches your big cock.”

  Leaning up on his elbows, he smiled at the compliment. “That sounds like fun.”

  “You go get in the boat and stay hard. I’ll be right behind you.”

  He rushed out to the pool, jumped into the water, and climbed onto the giant three-man raft. He lay there waiting with a goofy smile, while touching himself and gazing up at the beautiful starlit Miami sky. He heard the door open and close, then a splash in the pool. Seconds later Jillian grabbed the raft and poked her head up over the side to look at him.

  She grinned, and said in a bad English accent, “Has your boat sunk, dear sailor?” He glanced at her, confused, as she continued, “I’m a mermaid sent up from the bottom of the sea to save you.”

  “How exactly am I supposed to perform oral on a woman with a fishtail bottom?”

  She rolled her eyes. “I get my legs and everything as soon as I get out of the water. Just go with it, will ya?”

  “Okay.” After pausing, he took a shot at his own accent. “Why, yes… fair mermaid…” He stepped out of character. “Um, why the English accent?”

  “This thing just feels British to me.” Shrugging, she gave him a tired look.

  He cleared his throat. “Why yes, you are a sight for sore eyes, for my boat has sunk, and I’m thirsty. I need a drink from your sweet quim.”

  She smiled brightly. “Quim—nice touch.”

  “Thank you.”

  She climbed up onto the raft, with her head toward his groin. They struggled to get into the right position and went to town. What started off silly, soon became one of the hottest oral sex sessions they had ever had. It didn’t last an hour, but instead a good thirty minutes. The warm night, the gentle waves, and the intense passionate oral sex left them panting and spent.

  As they lay back, floating lazily together, he said, “That’s a keeper. We should put that in the regular rotation.”

  She began stroking his penis; it soon responded and was at full size. She slipped her hands behind his balls and traced a finger over his perineum. “I’ve got one more surprise for you.”

  Closing his eyes, he melted with her touch and moaned. “Really? What is it?”

  “I want to do that thing to you that Victoria is always raving about.” He knew instantly what she meant, and his face lit up at the thought of it. “But let’s take a bath first—a good bath.”

  After flopping out of the raft into the water, they swam to the edge of the pool and climbed out. Standing on the edge, he asked, “Where are the towels?”

  “Oh, shit. I forgot!”

  He shrugged, and they walked up to the back door. Turning the knob, he found it locked and sighed. “Again? No fucking way.”

  “It must have been locked when I pulled it closed.”

  He made a face. “Well, why’d you pull it closed?”

  She glared at him. “Well, I was rushing out here to put your penis back in my mouth, and I wasn’t thinking of much else.”

  “Sorry.” He sighed and moved right and began checking windows to see if they were locked while she did the same to the windows on the left. They, of course, were all secured. They met back at the door, and she said, “I guess you’ll just have to go to Victoria’s to get the key.”

  “No way,” he grumbled. “I’m not walking through the neighborhood completely naked for the third time.”

  Her eyes brightened. “What about those clothes you hid out here in that plastic bag months ago?”

  “That’s right.” Wearing a big grin, he headed over to an outdoor bin. “And you thought I was nuts. Well look who’s not crazy and has something to wear.” Opening the bin, he pulled out a shredded plastic bag, and looked at it in shock. “What the hell?”

  She walked over with her mouth wide open. “Some animal must have gotten in there and—”

  “Shit.” He opened up what was left of the bag and pulled out two pieces of shredded fabric, and a pair of flip-flops that were still in good shape. He turned his head slowly toward her. “Fuck me.”

  “This sucks,” she added with a frown.

  “Don’t you have towels out here in that other bin?”

  “I just took them in to be washed.”

  “You sure?”

  She nodded apologetically.

  “So we’re locked out again? How’s this even possible?”

  She returned a shrug. After shaking his head, he headed back to the door, paused a moment before putting his shoulder to it, hard.

  “Don’t hurt yourself. I guess you’ll just have to walk to Victoria’s. I’d go with you, but I don’t have any shoes. You know how sensitive the bottom of my feet are.”

  He exhaled deeply. “You can wear these. How about you go by yourself, and I’ll wait here. I took the first two trips. It’s your turn.”

  She gave him an angry stare. “Fine. Give me the shoes. I’m sure I’ll be fine…a naked woman walking two blocks at night. I can hear Nancy Grace interviewing you now.” Jillian did an amazing impression, as she said in a high accusatory voice, “Let me get this straight—you sent your buck naked fiancée… out in the middle of the night to get a key, and you were shocked to find she was kidnapped, gang raped, tortured, and brutally murdered.”

  He rolled his eyes. “Of course, I wouldn’t send you.” He paused to think. “How about I break a window? We can get it fixed.”

  She shook her head in disappointment and moved behind him. Standing on her tiptoes, she put her mouth to his shoulder. In a soft, sexy voice she said, “It’s only two blocks.” She kissed his shoulder blade and moved a little lower and kissed him again, as she held him by the hips.

  Groaning, he melted with the gentle brush of her lips as he craned his neck, desperate to see what she was up to.

  “I really want to make this special for you.” Settling down on her knees, she placed tiny kisses all over his lower back. She grinned and put her tongue where his back met the cleft of his ass and slid it down half an inch.

  Reaching back blindly to touch some part of her, her face, her hair, anything, he let out an audible sigh.

  She moved back before he could lay a finger on her and whispered, “Hurry back.”

  He turned to discover he
r gazing up at him with eyebrows raised. “Okay. I’ll be five minutes max.” Then he took off toward the gate.

  Jillian glanced around the backyard, looked at the stars for thirty seconds, then lifted a rock, took the key, and unlocked the door. Grabbing her cell phone, she hit a button and waited for an answer. “Yes… okay.” She ended the call and rushed to the powder room.

  Standing in front of the mirror, she groaned at her appearance, and quickly towel dried her hair and body. She put her hair up in a ponytail and opened the cabinet to pull out some clothes and shoes she had stashed there. As she pulled on her clothes, she figured Brian was about half way to Victoria’s.

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