by Folsom, Rene
Synopsis
Have you ever wanted something you know you shouldn't? That forbidden fruit. A temptation that will surely lead you down the path of illicit indulgence, and ultimately, pleasure beyond your wildest imaginations.
That was the daily torture Samantha put herself through when she thought of her roommate, Kara. Sitting alone on Valentine's Day, Sam found comfort in sharing her innermost secrets with her trusty journal while lusting over the brown-eyed goddess. At least until Kara comes home with a sizzling hot man and a night full of naughty games that would even make cupid blush.
Copyright © 2013 Rene Folsom
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R.L. — My spark.
J.R. — My match.
Table of Contents
Synopsis
Heart You
Roommate Romance Series
About the Author
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Heart You
Impatiently doodling hearts around our names as I waited for my roommate to come home seemed like the best way to pass the time. I know heart doodles may seem childish to you, but I couldn’t bring myself to tell anyone about my infatuation. So, I figured fantasizing about her in my personal journal would suffice… for now.
To be honest, I’ve never been the type of person to go for a girl, but there was something about Kara that made my heart flutter every time she spoke my name. Considering we were not only roommates, but also best friends, that happened quite often, leaving me in a constant state of sexual frustration.
She was not only perfectly beautiful, but her personality always seemed to lift my spirits. Her smile alone would light up a room and make everyone pay attention. The mesmerizing part of it all was that she didn’t flaunt her sexual powers like most women do. She knew she was the most desirable thing around, yet she didn’t take it upon herself to act like a total streetwalker. Her humble manner made her that much more of a catch—in my mind anyway.
Valentine’s Day was always the hardest for me because Kara was insistent on landing a man so she wouldn’t have to spend the evening alone. I wish she would consider time with me to be good enough. Then again, I haven’t let on that I have feelings for her beyond our friendship. So, it’s doubtful she would even think to spend time alone with me on a romantic holiday.
The past two years I’ve known her, I went along with her game and allowed her to set me up with some pretty horrific dates. This year, I decided to keep my dignity and sit this one out.
“Samantha Mae! Get your ass out here! I’ve got a surprise!” As soon as I heard Kara’s voice, my heart began to pound wildly in my chest. Hurriedly, I slammed my journal shut and stuffed it under my mattress, grabbing a book off my nightstand and pretending to read, just in time for her to poke her head into my bedroom door. She swept her light brown hair out of her face as she peeked in on me.
“Sam! Get your nose out of that book and come out here. We’re going to play a game,” she said, just before turning and skipping back down the hall with a black rose dangling from her hands. Her short skirt bounced, showing just a hint of her ass and revealing she was wearing thongs tonight. Either that or she was bold enough to wear nothing.
Oh, Christ. I hoped this was a game of the strip poker kind. Although, if she were naked in front of me tonight, I doubt I’d hold back my desire for her. The sexual tension in my clit was rising with each passing moment.
Following the path she took, I began making my way down the hall and heard the rumbling laugh of a man. Shit. Just what I need. Spending the evening watching her drool all over some meathead was exactly how I planned to spend my V-day. Not.
Then again, I wouldn’t mind sharing if it meant I got to be with Kara. Just once, I wanted to taste her. If I had to bed the meathead in order to do it, so be it—the lucky bastard.
With a shrug, I rounded the corner to our living room just as an over-filled water balloon came soaring in my direction, pelting me in the center of my chest. The chill from the ice-cold water soaked through my clothes and trailed down my bare legs. I guess I should thank my landlord for putting tile in last week.
“What the hell!” I yelled as I looked down at my light pink tank that was now completely soaked and leaving nothing to the imagination. What a night to go without a bra. My nipples stood at attention in reaction to the cold water, the dark circles totally visible through the soaked pink of my frail and amazingly thin top.
“Well, I’ll be damned. Kara was right. These water balloons were worth every penny,” a gruff voice said through fits of laughter. His laughter was contagious and I couldn’t keep the smirk from spilling across my face.
“Damn it, Daniel! What did you do?” Kara scolded as she stood beside me. She had obviously just come from the kitchen because she had more water-filled balloons cradled in her arms. Suddenly, Kara’s eyes went bug-eyed as she stared at my tits. “Wow, Sam. He got you good! That shirt doesn’t hide anything when it’s wet. You might as well not wear anything at all,” she said with a shrug.
I was never one to be shy, so I just stood there glaring at the man. He seemed tall, although he was sitting on our couch at the moment so I couldn’t really tell. His short brown hair and muscular build made me think he might just be military. As he stared at me and his laugh began to wane, I noticed his eyes were the most breathtaking shade of blue I had ever seen. He was definitely a handsome devil, but not nearly as beautiful as the goddess that bounced toward him and sat on his lap.
“I’m sorry. I thought it was Kara walking into the room. I honestly didn’t mean to get you all wet. Although, I have to admit, I’m not regretting it now that I see the end result.” Daniel seemed to be proud of himself as he wrapped his arms around Kara’s ass and continued staring at me with a wide grin spread across his face.
“What the frack are the water balloons for anyway?” I asked as I made my way further into the living room and sat next to the lovebirds. Gag me now, please.
“Well, the water balloons were just an afterthought, but obviously might be more fun than the silly game I made up,” Kara explained while looking over at me and winking. Leaning back, I spread my arms out across the sofa, clearly giving her an eyeful of my tits through my now see-through tank. Her glossy lips curved into a smile at my bold gesture. Meathead sucked in a quick breath and licked his lips, staring at me as if Kara wasn’t even there. “Anyway, we were thinking of playing with these risqué candy hearts we got at the monkey store…”
“Wait, monkey store?” I asked as I grabbed the box of candies she held up. “Oh! The toy store! I totally forgot you call that place the monkey store.”
“Yeah, well, I was thinking we could play some sort of matching game and if we don’t get a match, we have to strip a piece of clothing off. If we’re all stripped down and still don’t get a match, we then get pelted by a water balloon!” Kara explained with excitement as she repositioned herself betwe
en Daniel and me.
“And what happens if we do get a match?” I asked, knowing she was definitely not done torturing me for the night.
“That’s the fun part! If you do get a match, you have to perform whatever the hearts say to another player of your choice.”
Looking at the box of candies once more, I realized why she was so excited about this matching game. These hearts were, without a doubt, very graphic and adult in nature. I definitely wanted to play this game with Kara. I could do without the attractive meathead on the other side of the couch, but it looked as though I had no other choice. Besides, it’s not like he’s a troll or anything. I’m sure Kara and I could give him a night he would never forget. As long as I get some one-on-one time with her, I’ll be happy.
“I’m in. Let’s play,” I said, while grinning and tossing the box of naughty candies on the table next to the filled water balloons.
This is gonna be fun.
“All right, Sam. You go first!” Kara directed excitedly. The smile on her face always did me in.
Kara took the time to lay all the hearts out in even rows on the coffee table, bending over in the process and showing her ass to the drooling man in the room. As she angled my way, I reached over and lightly trailed my fingertips along the inside of her leg from her knee to the curve of her ass. I was feeling bold and she obviously didn’t mind.
A soft moan left her throat as she said, “Mmm. Getting started early, are we?” Turning to look in Daniel’s direction, she realized he wasn’t the one touching her. He was sitting back, lounging on the couch, mouth agape, and watching every move my fingers made against her soft skin.
Hesitantly, I removed my hand from her ass. With a curious expression on her face, she looked at me and her eyes went wide with surprise.
“Oh. Wow, Sam,” she said just before she softened her shock with a smile. “Like what you see?”
“I know I sure as hell did,” Daniel blurted out over me. Leave it to a man.
In an attempt to ignore his interruption, I kept my eyes glued to hers and gave her a tender smile and nod. I definitely don’t want to scare her away, but I’m done playing this waiting game. I felt fearless tonight and damn it—I was gonna go for it!
Kara took me by surprise as she bent over so we were nearly face-to-face. Her plump breasts, which I had an eyeful of at this angle, nearly had me salivating like a man in heat. I bit my lip to hide my jaw-dropping lust for her. Seriously, I’m a chick who just so happens to have a crush on her roommate. I shouldn’t be acting so desperate out of lust for her, but I couldn’t help myself. She had me captivated by her every move.
“Now, Samantha. You have to wait until your hearts match if you want to touch me,” Kara said seductively as she licked her lips and turned to sit beside me. Closing my eyes momentarily, I inhaled a shaky breath and was rewarded with a waft of her scent. Gardenias. My favorite.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Daniel adjust himself in his pants. Yeah. If I got my way, he was definitely going to enjoy the activities tonight. To tease him a bit more, I bit my lip and pushed out my chest, causing my already hard nipples to press against the wet fabric even more.
“Okay, so you want me to go first?” I asked, knowing full well it was my turn but desperately trying to get her attention some more.
“Yep! Go for it,” Kara answered as she turned her body toward me and placed her hand on my knee, causing my heart rate to ratchet up even further.
I leaned forward and chose my first heart, allowing my nipple to brush up against her knuckles through my soaked shirt. I flipped the candy over to reveal the words: Blow Me. The phrase on the heart was not what I had hoped for. I don’t mind going down on a guy. As a matter of fact, I enjoy it quite a bit. But I wanted tonight to be only about Kara. The meathead was just eye candy in my opinion.
“Oooh! I bet Daniel is rooting for a match to that one!” Kara said.
Knowing it would make Kara happy, I looked over at him to be sure he was just as into this as we were and gave him a devilish grin. If we’re going to have fun at this game, I need to play the seductress on all fronts. Including him was key if I wanted to have a chance with Kara.
Turning my other heart, I read its words and realized I would have to strip. Bend Over.
“Well, you know what that means!” Daniel said with eagerness. “Strip!”
You would think my already wet, see-through tank would be the first thing to go, but I was beginning to like how it was perking my nipples up just enough to make Kara stare. So, I chose to remove my jean shorts instead.
Quickly, while unbuttoning the shorts, I tried to remember the type of panties I put on earlier that evening. Granny undies would be just my luck in this situation. Thankfully, I remembered I chose a pair of lacy, black bikinis for tonight.
Taking my time, I bent over and slid the jean shorts down my smooth thighs. Stepping out one leg at a time, I could feel their eyes on me. The idea Kara was enjoying this made heat pool deep down in my core.
I threw the shorts across the room and slowly sat back down beside Kara, giving her a panty-drenching smile and a seductive lick of my lips.
After a moment of eye contact, Kara realized it was her chance to go. “Goodie! My turn!” Kara cheered as she clapped her hands together once and bounced lightly on the couch cushion.
Turning her first heart, I could just barely read the words Kiss Me. She didn’t waste any time flipping another heart over and made a match. Let’s hope she wants to explore the idea of kissing me. I would have a hard time not feeling rejected if she chose to kiss meathead instead.
Kara looked at me and asked, “Do you mind?”
I was a bit startled by her asking for my permission. Wait. Was she asking if I would mind her kissing me, or if I would mind her choosing Daniel over me? I had to answer the question as nonchalantly as possible.
“Kara, this isn’t a game of make a match and then ask for permission. You have to do what the hearts say to another player of your choice. So, quit being a ninny and go for it,” I said in an attempt to be as general as possible.
I watched her reach for the two Kiss Me candy hearts and clasp them between her dainty fingers. Seductively, she brought one to her mouth and placed it carefully between her teeth so the heart was upright and the words faced out.
My heart thundered in my chest as I watched her turn slightly in my direction and advance closer to me, the candy heart still clasped between her teeth. She placed her hand on my bare thigh and leaned forward, offering me the candy and her sweet, sweet lips.
Unhurriedly, our lips melded together in an explorative kiss. Blasts of sweet sugar and soft lips consumed my senses. Just the touch of her mouth on mine made my limbs weak.
Kara gently pushed her tongue into my mouth, allowing the sweetness of the candy to flow onto my taste buds. Our tongues met and tangled together, hot and heavy, full of sensual intensity.
My eyes fluttered shut as I brought my fingers up to her face and cradled her cheek in my hand. I felt her muscles loosen as the tension left her body in waves. My tender touch was all she needed to relax and enjoy the moment.
Kara’s hands firmly grasped both of my bare thighs as she deepened the kiss with passion and fire. Leaning my body further into our embrace, I opened my eyes for a moment so I could gauge her reaction and see her beautiful face.
Soft, closed eyelids with long, beautiful eyelashes stared back at me. An indulgent moan escaped my lips at the sight of her so close and full of passion.
A sigh of disappointment almost escaped me as Kara pulled away. Luckily, our separation was just long enough for her to bring the other candy heart to my lips this time. Placing it between my teeth with care, she trailed her fingertip along my bottom lip before grasping gently at my chin, closing the distance from her mouth to mine once more. Her take-charge attitude was making her even more desirable at this moment.
Another spark of energy ignited between us as our lips met again. Sharing the second
candy heart, our tongues tangled together in a heated twist of lust. I was thankful these candies melted slowly, giving me that much more time with her lips pressed to mine.
This was my first time kissing a girl and I was confident it wouldn’t be my last. Kara’s lips were silky-soft, her touch tender and adoring. Nothing like a rough, domineering possession one would get from a man. There was no battle for control or fumbling of tongues. We had this unspoken coordination and understanding that took my breath away. The kiss was perfect. It was like we were meant to meld our lips together.
Knowing I couldn’t take any more without touching her more intimately, I decided to slow things down and back away. She held my head with both of her hands, lacing her fingers into my wild, red hair. Our breaths were short and erratic. With our foreheads pressed together, the tension between us exploded like a firecracker, sizzling through our bodies.
“Wow,” Kara whispered as she gazed at me through lazy, lust-filled eyes, our foreheads still touching marginally as we took in deep breaths. Her beautiful, light brown irises looked so much more vibrant when she was turned on, like dark swirls of honey and milk chocolate.
“Yeah,” I agreed, knowing I had waited such a long time for her mind-blowing kiss to overtake me. Forgotten were my doubts and fears. All that existed in this moment was her.
Her touch—her kiss—consumed me entirely.
Daniel cleared his throat, making us both jump slightly—reminding us he was still there.
“Don’t mind me. I could watch you two all night. That was fucking hot!” he said as he propped his elbows on his knees and leaned forward, probably to get a better view of our girl-on-girl action since Kara’s back was turned to him.
Kara leaned in to me and gave me one more quick peck on the lips before turning forward and saying, “Okay, Daniel. Let’s see what you get!”
I was still sitting there, dazed that my lips actually pressed against hers, and even more stunned she enjoyed it.