Page 5 of Single Dad Panther's Best Friend Romance

That’s it.

There’s no forethought and no real way for me to stop myself.

It’s a damned good thing he’s a mountain of a man, pure strength and muscle because I cling to him and I’m like a monkey or a lemur or something. I mean, whatever leaps onto a tree and holds on. Whatever kind of creature that is, that’s what I am. And Preston is just as powerful as an oak, just as strong and unmoving.

And when there’s a break in the kiss, Preston breathes out, “Liz?”

I say, “You’re alive!” and kiss him again.

Hard.

I guess somewhere in the back of my mind I’m worried about him stopping me. I guess it occurs to me that he might not want me the way I want him. Somewhere in the back of my overwhelmed brain, I know that this will forever alter our friendship.

Yeah, I know.

But that doesn’t slow me down at all.

The one thing it does is make me relax my legs so they’re no longer wrapped around him and fall to the floor. I grab his hand and he protests, “Liz, what are you doing?” I ignore him and pull him to the doorway to my bedroom. We get inside and he says, “Liz, look…” but my mouth is back on his.

And I have my hand between his legs rubbing at the bulge there.

The very solid and growing bulge.

No matter what his mind thinks about the situation, his body definitely wants this.

But he pushes me back and the humiliation washes over me. “Liz,” he says, “if we do this, there’s no going back!”

I stare at him and almost say, “I understand. I just got carried away,” because for some reason, I’m sure he’s going to say that he doesn’t like me that way. He’s going to say that he only wants me as a friend.

But that’s not what he says.It takes me a second to process things.

Once I do, I look at him and manage to say, “I don’t care if we never go back.”

His eyes narrow until I swear the man looks like some sort of a predator about to pounce. I mean, he’s like a lion or a tiger about to jump on a baby deer.

And I’m the baby deer!

Don’t get me wrong. It’s scary but not in an actually frightening way. On the contrary, it has to be the sexiest thing imaginable. I feel excited as can be in the best possible way.

And he seems just as excited now. As we make our way to my bed, his hands are just as frantic as they work my shirt and pants off. I am in my pj’s so I’m not wearing any underwear. I reallylike to go to bed naked but with Joel around I’m not. But still, it doesn't take much to get me naked.

I have his shirt off and I’m working on his pants but he interrupts the process. He just picks me up and tosses me on my bed. He climbs on, and his weight above me makes my hunger for him go a thousand notches higher. I try to wriggle around beneath him, but he’s just too heavy.

He kisses me more tenderly now. He props himself on one elbow and one hand explores my body. Every touch of his fingers ignites a small fire in me. It seems a very appropriate thought to have at the moment. I kind of giggle but then, his mouth moves lower and his kisses become more urgent.

He gives each of my breasts a quick little nibble, making me squirm and moan, and then he moves over my stomach. I start to shake with how much I need more and more from him. Finally, he’s between my legs, his body hanging off the bed. I look down and practically climax just at the sight of him gently kissing along my inner thighs and over my pussy. “Oh fuck, oooohhhhh...”

He seems to get the hint. I’ve never had a guy go down on me, by the way. In fact, I’ve only had sex once before in my entire life because, well, I believe in it being something meaningful, and that one time in high school ended up being really awful. Now, the one man in my life that has been steady and true is about to do both of those things.

His tongue slips into my slit and then delves deeper, thrusting and exploring. I suck in my breath in a loud moan. Holy fuck! My body jumps with an electric pleasure that instantly overwhelms me. I grip the sheets as I tremble. My body feels totally out of my control.

Preston starts to move his tongue up and down my pussy, giving very intense attention to my clit, and each time he does, I have to bite back a very loud scream. I’m flip my head from sideto side to keep from yelling, but it’s building up as my orgasm gets closer and closer.

His hands move along my legs, gripping and squeezing my thighs in reaction to my movements. Everything starts to meld together, and I know it won’t be long. The muscles in my stomach start to tense and I reach out to grab one of my pillows.My hand twists up the pillow and the pillowcase together.

I’m going to explode.

Preston pulls back and his tongue just toys with my clit. It’s the lightest touch but it feels like a thousand fingers are tracing their way along my body. I can’t believe how good it feels, how powerful. I shudder and then, I pull the pillow over my face and groan. I don’t want to wake Joel with my crazy noises, and I’m getting really crazy now.

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