Page 22 of Best Friends
I nod, staring into his eyes as anxiety gnaws at me.
“Unzip your pants. I need to touch you, C.” he whispers.
“Wha… what?” I bug my eyes. “Here?”
“Fuck yeah.” With shaking hands, he undoes his belt and pants, and I about have a heart attack. Then he unzips my jeans and I let him. I stare into his eyes as he pushes them and my briefs down below my ass. My cock springs up, stiff against his thigh, and he brushes his trembling fingers across the sensitive tip.
“Malcolm,” I whimper as shivers of pleasure radiate through me.
“I can’t fight it. I can’t.” He rumbles. “Or maybe I just don’t want to anymore.”
I stand there apprehensive but unable to deny him. I don’t want to send him away. I need him to do whatever he wants to me. The cold air teases my exposed cock. Then his pants are down too. He pushes his hips forward, pressing our dicks together, the heat of his hard flesh against mine is so good I wheeze his name.
“I fucking love you, C.” He says it nervously, and he kisses me again with so much passion I cling to him, needing his support. “And I don’t mean just as a friend either.”
“You shouldn’t say that,” I mutter against his mouth.
“Why not? It’s true.” He slowly starts thrusting his hips, dragging his cock against mine. “I’ve hidden my feelings for so long, but if you want me too, why the fuck would I bother?”
I groan at the feel of his cock sliding against me. “But it feels wrong.”
“Liar,” he growls. “It feelsright, but we’re scared, that’s all.”
“Okay, yeah. I’m… I’m definitely scared of what people would think.” Even as I admit that, I press closer to his warm body.
“Forget all that shit.” His hands dig into my back and when he starts thrusting against me rougher, I moan at how delicious the friction is. “Let me make you feel good, baby. We both need this.”
“Malc,” I whine, tempted to climb up his body like a totem pole and wrap my legs around him. What would he do if I did that? If I offered my bare ass to him, legs wrapped around his waist. Would he fuck me? Do I want that?
“I’m crazy about you,” he pants. “Always have been. You’re everything to me. You gotta know that, right?”
I’m not sure what to say to that. I didn’t know that Malcolm had actual feelings for me. Even after we fooled around in Vegas, I convinced myself we were just horny and it was no big deal. I doubled down on that when Malcolm acted like Vegas never happened. As far as I could tell, he’d put everything that happened on that trip behind him.
Apparently not.
“I don’t know anything right now,” I say at last. “I’m confused.”
“Are you? Because your dick is hard. Your dick isn’t confused about what it wants.”
I grit my teeth. “Yeah, I know. It’s a problem.”
“No, it’s not. Feel how hard you make me?” he whispers, rubbing his cock against mine. “No female omega has ever made me this hard, C. Only you do this to me.”
I groan, stroking my trembling fingers over his rock hard cock. “Oh, God, why do I want this inside me? What is wrong with me?”
“Nothing. You’re an omega and you want my alpha cock. That’s natural, C. You know that in your heart, right?” His eyes burn into me. “You’re an omega and you were born to take an alphas cock. I don’t care what anyone says. It doesn’t matter that we’re both males. You weremadefor my cock.”
I shudder. “You really believe that?”
“A hundred percent.”
“I think about you fucking me, Malc,” I mumble, dizzy with lust. “I’m ashamed because we’re both men, but I wish I could feel your cock inside my ass.” I’m embarrassed when my dirty thoughts slip out of my mouth. But he already knows. There’s no way he doesn’t smell my arousal.
He doesn’t seem to mind me sharing my fantasy one bit. Groaning, he slides one calloused finger over my slick hole and I moan. “Yeah, C. I’d fill you so full. I’d pump my load into this tight little hole.”
“Oh, shit, Malcolm.” My dick throbs when he rubs harder on my hole. My balls pull up tight to my body as we rock against each other. More slick seeps from my hole as I shudder against him.
“You’re so fucking ripe and ready for me,” he says and I groan loudly as he takes both of our dicks in his hand.
