Page 42 of We're Just Friends
“It’s a big step though, and with her own father never even coming by anymore. I just want to make sure that you’re one hundred percent on board.”
She took my hand in hers and rubbed her thumb back in forth. “I love having you here, and so does she. You see how excited she gets whenever you come over to the house. Hell, she even has her own nickname for you!”
“Jakey,” I said in her voice, and we both laughed.
“She asked you to put her to bed tonight, so imagine how happy she’ll be when she sees you in the morning.” We sat in silence for a few moments. “So, what about it?”
“I’m in,” I said, leaning in and giving her a kiss on the lips.
She moaned and sank into it, pushing her voluptuous breasts against my chest and turning it into a make-out session.
“You’re a really good kisser,” I said breathlessly.
“You’re not so bad yourself, mister.” She playfully pushed me away and stood up, but I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her into me.
We wrestled a little bit on the couch and eventually ended up on the floor. She was sitting on top of me, legs straddled on either side, with her long hair cascading over her shoulders. In just a loose t-shirt and capri pants, she somehow seemed sexier than when she was in one of her tight dresses.
I began to run my hands up under her t-shirt, caressing her soft skin as she arched her back. My hands found her breasts, but she quickly pushed them away.
“I think we need to take this upstairs,” she said as she stood up with a huge smile on her face.
“Yes, ma’am.”
I watched her walk away and realized that right then, at that moment, I was one of the luckiest men in the world.
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Jake and I made our way upstairs, tiptoeing quietly so as not to wake up Caley. She tended to be a light sleeper, and the last thing I needed was for her to see Jake going into my bedroom. Just the thought of having that conversation with her was stressful enough.
Once we were inside, I shut the door, and he immediately began to get undressed.
“Oh my,” I said as he took off his shirt. “Why are we rushing?”
He slid off his pants, and yet again, I was blown away at how sexy he was. Those washboard abs were about to get a workout from my long nails, his muscular legs would soon be pounding me from behind, and his chiseled arms were about to be wrapped around my breasts.
“This is what happens when you tease a man,” he said while walking toward me.
“When did I tease you?” He grabbed my waist and pulled me into his.
Jake’s rugged muscles brushed against my delicate arms while his warm, hot breath on my face dared me to lean in for more.
“You’re always teasing me,” he said before kissing me passionately.
Jake picked me up, and I wrapped my legs around his body as he carried me toward the bed.
“I need to shower first,” I said.
Immediately, he changed direction and carried me into the adjoining bathroom.
“What a coincidence, because so do I,” he said with a grin.
Jake sat me down on the tile stairs that led up to my jacuzzi bath, the same one that Cam installed himself after we bought the house.
I lifted up my t-shirt and slid off my pants, and his eyes immediately zoomed in on my black lace bra. He effortlessly unhooked it and dropped it to the floor. Once my breasts were exposed, Jake got down on his knees and began to suck on each nipple.
Within seconds, both of them were rock hard. I leaned back against the empty tub, allowing my hair to cascade over my shoulders as he reached down and slid off my black satin panties.
