Forever Friend Zoned

by C. Morgan

  His hands roamed over my body, sliding over the wet suit clinging to my skin. I figured if he was feeling me up, I could do the same. I felt my fill, roaming my hands over his broad chest before reaching around to grab his ass. I groaned when I felt the tightness. The man’s body was a machine. It was chiseled to perfection.

  I wanted to see and feel it all. I wasn’t going to talk myself out of what was about to happen. Not a chance in hell. I was all in. I was thrilled with the elastic waistband of his shorts. I was bold and unlike me at all when I pushed them down his hips. He took his cue from my action and reached up for the straps of my suit and pulled them down my arms.

  I gasped as the cold air hit my wet skin. My nipples were rock hard. I wanted them against his chest. I reached for the hem of his tank and started to push it up. The whole time, our lips were sealed together. Our tongues dueled, lashing against one another. Our hands were roaming over each other’s bodies in a frenzy.

  With his tank off and my suit pushed down around my waist, I pressed against him. There was a smattering of hair across his chest that brushed over my sensitive skin. I was so turned on. I was sure I was possessed by someone else. I couldn’t ever remember wanting to attack a man so badly. I couldn’t get enough of him. I couldn’t get close enough to him. I hooked my leg around him once again, rubbing my pussy against the erection I felt but had not had the chance to visually check out.

  There was so much happening, so many feelings, and the passion was unreal. He pushed my suit down until it got hung up on my thighs. I wiggled and shook until I got it to drop to my ankles.

  Then there was another moment when we both froze. Our chests heaved up and down as we stared into each other’s eyes. I had to look. I was dying to see him. I put my fingertips on his chest and stepped back a few inches.

  “Wow,” I whispered as my eyes raked down his body. He was fucking gorgeous. It was amazing to be with a man this hunky.

  “No shit,” he breathed and reached for one breast. He cupped it in his hand and gently squeezed. It was my undoing.

  I lunged at him, slamming my mouth against his. He wrapped his arms around me and picked me up off the floor, holding me against him. I reached a hand up into his short hair and gently pulled.

  “Wait,” he whispered and dropped me back to my feet.

  I was dazed. “Wait?”

  He walked away from me and pulled one of the rolled-up mats from the corner. He dropped it on the floor in the minimal amount of space we had in the room. I watched while biting my lower lip. Watching him move and bend over was hot. Like better than any male show Sue and I watched in Vegas on our girls’ trips.

  “Okay,” he said and turned around to face me.

  I stared at him for several seconds. He was questioning me with his eyes. I stepped up to him and gave him the answer.

  I kissed him. It was a slow, sweet kiss of surrender. He accepted my answer and pulled me against him. He slowly lowered me to the mat and stretched out beside me. His hand rested on my belly, which I slowly slid to my hip.

  He pulled it back and slid over my belly once again, heading south between my legs. I gasped when his hand cupped my pussy. He stroked a finger down my clit and nearly made me cry out. The only thing that kept the cry from escaping my throat was his mouth covering mine.

  He slipped one finger past my folds. I held my breath as the finger probed me. When he pushed it inside, I gasped, swallowing his tongue deeper inside my throat. His finger pushed deep until I was crying out for more.

  “Damn, I knew you would be wild,” he whispered against my lips before pushing a second finger inside me. I opened my legs and prayed he would give me the orgasm I needed so desperately.

  I was on the verge. I didn’t think it was normal to come so fast, but seeing him in the flesh had been the best aphrodisiac. Watching him unfurl the mat had brought me to the edge. Feeling his hot body stretched out against mine was damn near my undoing.

  “I feel you,” he whispered. “I feel you getting wetter. You’re close.”

  “I’m so close,” I whimpered.

  His fingers worked inside me while his mouth moved to my breast. He sucked my nipple hard, making my back arch. He suckled and fingered and then the coup de gras was the sucking on my neck. It drove me over the edge. I cried out, my hands grabbing his shoulders as I struggled to keep grounded.

  Before I was even finished spasming, he climbed over me. He positioned his dick at my opening. He stared down at me, searching my face for something. I wasn’t sure what he was looking for. I reached up and touched his cheek. I sensed disappointment a moment before he leaned forward and kissed me.

  When he did, he pushed himself inside me at the same time. He didn’t rush things. It was a slow penetration that stroked over raw nerves and triggered a new wave of delicious sensations. My body felt like there was slow, warm honey flowing through my veins. It was a languid feeling of sweet ecstasy.

  Chapter 21

  Jeff

  I didn’t want it to end. I was counting numbers in my head to try and keep my need under control. Being deep inside her was so much better than I could have ever imagined. Sweet apple pie did not come close to describing how good it felt inside her warm pussy.

  I braced myself on my arms and stared down at her body splayed out below me. Her eyes were closed and her lips partially opened. Her full breasts with the perky nipples begged to be suckled. If only I had the day. I would spend the entire day suckling her breasts and pleasing her. I wanted to hear her cries of pleasure.

  “Sweet Jesus,” I breathed when I felt her pussy tighten around me.

  “It feels so good,” she moaned. Her eyes slid open. She caught me watching her.

  I leaned down and kissed her while slowly rolling my hips back and forth. I dove deep inside her over and over. She reached a hand between us and pressed it against my chest. Her nails dug into my flesh as I sank deeper inside her.

  “I can’t stop,” I gasped. “Oh shit, oh god, oh shit.”

  I felt like I was caught in an earthquake. Every cell in my body was tuned into what was happening between her legs. I felt her arousal as if it were my own. It compounded my desire, making it far more powerful than I knew how to handle. I fought against the orgasm. I wasn’t ready.

  It was as futile as trying to stop a moving freight train. I exploded inside her. I shouted as stars erupted in front of my eyes. I heard her whimpers and cries of pleasure and felt the flood of wet heat as she orgasmed a second time. I was certain I was going to pass out from ecstasy. I barely held on to consciousness as I rode through the orgasm.

  I collapsed against her before rolling to the side to keep from squishing her. I couldn’t catch my breath. I rested my hand on my chest and felt my heart pounding. I turned my head to look at her. Her cheeks were red and she had a smile on her face.

  “Damn, you are seriously the most sexiest thing in the world.”

  “You’re not so bad yourself.”

  “I think we should stay in here all day. I want to bend you every which way and bury myself inside you.”

  Her eyes opened. “That sounds like a nice way to spend the day. Won’t you be missed?”

  “Fuck it. I want to be right here with you.”

  I heard a door shut and the little slice of heaven we created for ourselves was fleeting.

  “What was that?” she asked.

  “There is a class starting in about five minutes,” I told her.

  Her eyes widened. “Oh my god.”

  “We need to get out of here,” I said and jumped up. I grabbed her hand to help her up.

  We both dressed as fast as we could. My clothes were damp in the front, but I could easily explain it away. I looked at her in her swimsuit and had to keep myself from reaching for her again. Her lips were red and plump from our kissing. Her cheeks were still pink, and her hair was still damp, but it was tousled in the sexiest way. I could get lost anywhere with her and not care if I ever found my way home.

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nbsp; “I’ll go out first,” I told her.

  She nodded. “We need a signal if someone is out there.”

  I had to laugh. “I’ll whistle.”

  “Okay.”

  “Alora—”

  She held up a hand. “Not now.”

  I understood. The conversation we needed to have couldn’t be done in a minute. I took a chance and gave her a quick kiss before leaving the equipment room. I did a quick look around and didn’t see anyone. It was less than a minute later when she walked out of the room. I pointed to her towel still resting by the edge of the pool.

  She snatched it up and rushed out of the swimming pool area. I let out a long breath and shook my head. I couldn’t believe that just happened. Hell, I wasn’t entirely sure it did happen. I touched my hand to my wet shirt and confirmed it was real. This was not one of my vivid fantasies. It actually happened.

  I felt like the luckiest man in the world. I had waited so damn long to kiss her, and once I got a taste of her, I couldn’t get enough. Even now, I felt like I barely scratched the itch. I wanted her again. I was seriously considering going home sick. I would take her back to my place and keep her in bed for the next twelve hours. I would fuck her until neither one of us could walk.

  I walked back into the equipment room and rolled up the mat and shoved it back in the corner. I grabbed another armload of pool boards and carried them out to the side of the pool. A senior class was coming in. I wasn’t teaching the class but I had promised the other trainer I would come in early and get her set up while she took her kid to the doctor.

  Once I was finished, I was going to find Alora. Before I could drag her back to my place, I had to tell her who I was. I was hoping the scenarios I thought up last night would all be proven wrong. She wanted me. She liked me. I was certain she would not care about who I was.

  As soon as I got everything ready for the class, I headed out to the main open gym. I looked around for Alora. I didn’t see her on the ground floor. I jogged upstairs to see if she was doing her usual walk. I didn’t see her and started to panic a little. I prayed I didn’t screw this up. If she ran, I was screwed.

  I went back to the women’s locker room and waited outside for her. I was rehearsing what I was going to say. I wanted to get her back to my place, but I realized that might be reaching a little too high. I would ask her out for coffee. The same offer she made me and I shot down.

  “Hey there,” I heard Fran say.

  I spun around and immediately thought of a crocodile. She was all teeth. “Hey,” I said.

  “What are you doing here so early?”

  “I was helping Dani out.”

  She squeezed my bicep and purred. “It looks like you already got an intense workout in. You are all sweaty. I like a sweaty man.”

  I pulled my arm away. “I don’t have a client until later.”

  “What are you doing over here? Looking to pick up a new client? Your roster is pretty full. I don’t think you have enough stamina to keep up with all the women that want you.”

  She was touching me again. “I was just walking by,” I said. I couldn’t tell her what I was doing for a multitude of reasons.

  “Jeff, why are you so shy?” she cooed. “You always act like you are afraid of me.”

  “I’m not afraid of you. You are my boss and I’m trying to keep things professional.”

  She sidled up to me, purposely brushing her breasts against my arm. I was so uncomfortable. I loved my job but she made it difficult.

  “Don’t think of me as your boss. We’re partners. We’re building something special. Mixing business with pleasure is a benefit. Think of it as a perk of the job.”

  I stepped a few inches to the right to get her breasts off my arm. I glanced over and saw Alora standing in the doorway of the locker room. She was staring at me with disgust.

  “Alora,” I said.

  “Excuse me,” she said and pushed between us. She was walking away from me. I couldn’t let her get away.

  “I need to go,” I said and made to follow her but was waylaid by Bunny.

  “Jeff, wait, I need you,” she said and grabbed my arm.

  Alora stopped walking and spun around. Her eyes flashed with anger as she looked at Bunny’s hand on my arm. I felt like I was being manhandled by my female coworkers. They wouldn’t leave me alone. It was brutal.

  “I’ll be there in a minute,” I said.

  “He’s waiting,” Bunny said. “I can’t spot him on the bench.”

  I looked at Alora one last time. She shook her head and walked out. My chance to explain was gone. I sighed and turned back to Bunny. “Great timing,” I muttered.

  “Sorry,” she said. “It looked like you needed some help.”

  “Removing me from the jaws of one of the most vicious beasts on the planet,” I said dryly. The moment I said it, I regretted it. She was our boss and I couldn’t have Bunny go running back and telling her. “I’m sorry. Forget I said that.”

  “Have you told her she is crossing some lines?”

  “Yes.”

  “And?”

  “And you saw. Does she do this to anyone else?”

  “I think she hits on everyone, including the females, but she really pushes the boundaries with you from what I’ve seen.”

  I rolled my eyes. “Lucky me.”

  “He’s right here,” she said and gestured to a guy standing next to a bench.

  I stopped my bitching and got busy doing my job. I had to focus on the clients and not on Alora. Bunny seemed to understand I was struggling a bit. After we wrapped up with her client, we made our way over to the juice bar to grab some water.

  “How are you liking it here so far?” I asked her.

  “I love it. I think I like the one-on-ones a lot better than I like the classes. I like proving people wrong.”

  “Wrong?”

  “Proving their assumption of me wrong. Did Alora tell you we went shopping?”

  “What? When? Why?”

  She laughed. “She was here and we got to talking. We went to the farmers’ market and I took her back to my place.”

  I raised an eyebrow. “And?”

  “Get your mind out of the gutter,” she teased. “We made guacamole and talked about meal choices and stuff. It was fun. I like her.”

  I wasn’t sure why she was telling me but I smiled and nodded. “Good.”

  “She’s lost weight, don’t you think?”

  “I don’t know. I don’t really pay attention to that. My job is to teach my clients how to get healthy. Whether they do it or not is up to them.”

  She winked. “Sure, okay. I’ll see you around. I have a spin class I’m teaching in ten minutes.”

  I went to my office and closed the door. I wanted to call Alora and ask to see her. I was too afraid to do so. Thinking about the situation with Alora led me back to my problem with Fran. The woman was not backing off. I didn’t want to make waves, but she was becoming a problem. If I lost Alora because of that, I was going to be pissed.

  Fran’s flirting was aggressive. I didn’t know what other way I could make her understand I wasn’t interested. I didn’t think the general speech was going to work. She didn’t take no for an answer. It was her personality. She was a go-getter and steamrolled her way through life.

  If I wasn’t careful, she might run me over too.

  Chapter 22

  Alora

  I skipped the gym the next morning. I wasn’t sure if I would ever go back.

  I felt like such an idiot. I let my lust lead the way and it led me right into the grip of humiliation. I couldn’t explain what came over me. One second, I was climbing out of the pool, and the next, I was under him with his dick buried inside me.

  It was like someone waved a magic wand and turned up the passion a hundred degrees. I wasn’t a passionate woman. I was the kind of woman that went with the flow. I didn’t like to step outside the boundaries. Having sex with a man that was essentially a stranger in the e
quipment room was way outside my box. I didn’t do that kind of thing.

  What was worse, when I finally decided I was ready to talk to him and see if there was anything happening between us, I found him with Fran. It was like fifteen minutes after we had sex, and he was already moving in on his next conquest.

  I’d never felt so used. So stupid. I had managed to avoid that kind of thing my whole life but now I was here. I didn’t like the feeling. I never wanted to feel like this again. I heard my phone ring and reached for it.

  “Where are you?” Sue asked.

  “Home.”

  “Why?”

  “Because I’m not going today.”

  “Alora, what the hell? You could have told me. I busted ass to get here and you aren’t here!”

  “It’s a long story.”

  “Everyone is waiting on you,” she said. “Jeff asked me where you are.”

  “Fuck Jeff.”

  “Woah, what was that about?”

  “Come over after you’re done with your workout and I will explain.”

  “I’m coming over now,” she said. “I’m not doing this without you.”

  “Fine. I’m home.”

  She was at the front door thirty minutes later. “What the hell is going on? Jeff was asking a lot of questions.”

  “Come upstairs to my room. I don’t want anyone hearing.”

  I closed my bedroom door and told Sue what happened. “Wow,” she said. “I am shocked. I didn’t think you had it in you. How was it?”

  I wasn’t going to lie. “Fabulous.”

  She burst into laughter. “I’m sure he’d love to hear that.”

  “I’ve only ever been with Todd. It was strange to be with another man. I didn’t know what to expect.”

  “Was he better than Todd?” she asked with a grin.

  “I know I’m supposed to say I won’t talk about it, but yeah. Hell yeah. He was so much better.”

  “Okay, so why aren’t you at the gym? It was good sex and you like him.”