Page 15 of Secret Desire
Iwoke up Sunday morning wrapped around my best friend’s little sister. We were both naked and after spending most of the night making each other come, we’d slept late. Later than I usually did.
“Oh crap,” I groaned.
“What’s wrong?” Ashley mumbled.
“I didn’t mean for you to sleep over.”
She rolled over to look at me, a frown creasing the space between her eyebrows.
“What’s the problem?” she asked. “I’m not some random chick you hooked up with on a street corner.”
“It’s not uncommon for Ariel and Grace and I to be in and out of each other’s houses, especially on the weekend,” I explained. “We don’t stand on ceremony. We just come in. And you and I agreed to keep this… whatever this is… just between us, remember?”
Ashley rolled her eyes. “I liked you better when you were moaning my name and begging me to make you come again.”
And now I was wet. Again. She sat up, and my eyes went right to her full breasts. Breasts that I’d worshipped with my fingers and tongue multiple times last night. They swayed slightly as she moved.
“What time is it anyway?” she asked.
“Nine thirty.”
She blew out a sigh and stood up. “I’ve got to go anyway. I’m meeting someone for brunch and I’m going to need to shower and change before I go.”
I felt a completely inappropriate flash of jealousy.
“Who are you meeting for brunch?” I asked with forced casualness.
Ashley looked over as she shimmied into her underwear. “No one you know. Why?”
“Just wondering,” I shrugged, feigning a casualness that I didn’t feel. “I thought maybe we could hang out or something.”
Ashley hooked her bra behind her back then arranged her full breasts into the cups before answering.
“Two minutes ago you were upset I was still here, now you want to hang out?” she asked incredulously. “Either this is a secret, or it isn’t. Don’t give me whiplash.”
I jumped out of bed and Ashley’s gaze traveled down my naked body before bouncing back up to my face.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know how to do this,” I said softly. “Last night was… like nothing I’ve experienced before. But what happens now?”
“We agreed to hang out and see what happens, right? Be friends with benefits?” she reminded me as she pulled on her dress from last night. “I think we both had a good time, right?”
She looked over at me for confirmation and I nodded.
“Perfect. So we’ll figure out another time to hang out. Maybe at my place next time so you don’t have a morning panic.”
“You know why we need to keep this a secret, Ash,” I said. “It will be as bad for you as it will be for me if this gets out, especially this soon.”
She sighed. “Yeah, I know, but I have to tell you, this felt like something more than just a casual fuck between friends to me.”
The look she gave me was uncharacteristically vulnerable, and I immediately crossed the room to take her into my arms.
“I don’t know what this is, but it’s not a casual fuck,” I said firmly. “I… this feels different from anything else I’ve experienced, and I’m going to be honest and tell you that it’s messing with my mind. You don’t fit into any of the boxes in my brain.”
“I fit into all your boxes,” she teased. “You just can’t confine me in one.”
She leaned forward and pressed a quick kiss to my lips. “I’m going to head out. Let’s take some time and figure out what happens next, okay? We have a busy week at work anyway, we won’t have time for canoodling. We can talk in a few days.”
“Okay,” I agreed, even though I wasn’t very happy about it. Then again, I didn’t know what the alternative was. “I’ll see you at work Monday then?”
