Page 121 of Just Friends
I stroked her steamy folds and our desperate mouths came crashing together again, salty tongues tussling with mounting anticipation, greedy hands grabbing more, squeezing more, taking more.
Piper got greedy, too—she burrowed a hand into my underwear. A startled gasp escaped her when she found my throbbing cock. “Whoa. You’re thick.”
I smiled arrogantly. “I’m not too thick for you, am I, Pipes?”
She rolled her eyes playfully. “You’d better bring your A-game tonight, Jax,” she said, her fingers tightening fingers around my girth.
I huffed. “I always d—”
But I swallowed my words when her fist began to pump and tug and twist my rigid length.
Oh God.
She’s really, really good at that.
Not to be outdone, I traced her folds upward and circled her hood; beneath it, her needy clit had grown fat and hard. Letting her muffled moans guide me, I eased the flat of my nail onto her erect nub and began to massage her pleasure center with small, tender circles.
“Oh,God,yes,” she cried.
She stroked my cock, pulling harder and faster—and the mischievous look in her eye told me she’d really enjoyit if she made me come prematurely. But I wasn’t going down without a fight. I toyed with her pussy, rubbing her clit back and forth, until she begged me for a finger I just wouldn’t give her.
Neither of us wanted to be the first to break. Considering the sometimes-competitive nature of our friendship, I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised that the same dynamic applied to the bedroom. But the first small victory belonged to me.
With an impatient whine, she yanked the elastic band of my underwear as far back as it could go and released, making itsnapagainst my muscled waist. “Take theseoffalready!”
I smiled, smug. “If you say so.” I sat up and peeled my underwear off my hips. Freed, my cock swung upward, bobbing in the air with heft.
Piper went wide-eyed at the sight of my manhood. “Good God. You’rehuge,Jax.”
I snickered. “Still think you can take me?”
“Still talking smack, huh?” she bantered back. “The real question is, do you think you can takeme?”
“Guess we’ll see,” I said cockily.
“Yeah. Guess so.” Piper sat up and pulled her dress overhead. Her perky tits spilled out, a creamy handful, her pink nipples pointed and erect.
My jaw dropped, and my eyes wandered up and down her figure. “Wow. You’re perfect.”
A carefree giggle told me she’d won the reaction she’d desired. Under her spell, I stumbled forward, my mouth watering for her tits. But as I neared, she moved backward, always staying just out of my reach—until at last her head hit the pillow.
I stopped in my tracks and watched as she slowly opened her legs, unveiling her waxed-bare mound. Again, my jaw dropped, and I struggled to swallow down a knot in my throat.
Fuck.
“What’s the matter?” she asked with a note of mock concern.
One look at her plump pussy and I knew I was in for it. Her glistening, pink slitlookedtight as hell—what if what she’d said was true? That it was impossible to last inside her for more than a minute or two? We’d made a bet and, hell, I didn’t want to make an ass out of myself …
“Nothing,” I stammered, steering those thoughts out of my head. “Your pussy’s really fucking cute.”
“Why, thank you.” She smiled happily and motioned for me to join her. “Come here, Jax. I want you.”
I crawled between her legs and gently lowered my weight on top of her. I dragged a hand up her side, her skin as soft as velvet, and cupped her pretty face. I leaned in and a sweeping wildfire ignited between our scorching hot lips. The flames only burned brighter and hotter as she began to buck and grind against me, her erect clit gliding against the underside of my shaft.
“You’re so big and hard,” she whispered. “I bet you’d feel amazing inside me.”
Gulp.
