Page 44 of Because of You
“The prettiest person you know?”
“Don’t act like you don’t know what you look like. I’ve been in your house. You own mirrors.”
I grin because playful Hallie is my favorite Hallie, too. I think, in this moment, she is more herself than she has ever been. It shouldn’t surprise me that being with her like this is sexy and hot, but also fun and funny. This is the best thing that has ever happened to anyone, ever.
And then I stop grinning because Hallie leans down and swipes her tongue over the head of my cock. I suck in a breath, unprepared for the current that shoots through me. She licks a path along the underside before dipping her tongue in the sensitive spot right below the tip. I grasp the top of her head for balance, so I don’t topple over from the sheer pleasure of her on her knees for me and her tongue on my cock. Then she looks upat me with a wicked grin and sucks me into her hot, wet mouth, and Fuck. Me.
I’m dying. This is how I go.
Because Hallie’s mouth is on my cock, and nothing has ever felt this good.
Eyes on hers, I rasp, “Fuck, Hallie, you look so good on your knees for me, those pretty lips wrapped around my cock.” She must like the praise because she moans and reaches between my legs with one hand and cups my balls, rolling them gently. Her fingers graze the spot just behind my sac as she takes me deeper into her mouth, gliding her tongue along the underside of my cock, and my vision blurs as my balls draw up tight. I would be a little more embarrassed about how fast this is going to be over, but then Hallie takes me so deep I bump the back of her throat. She swallows around me, and embarrassment flees the room as pleasure swamps me.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I grit out. I try and pull out, but she grabs my ass with both of her hands and pulls me deeper into her mouth. She slides her mouth up and sucks so hard it’s just on the right side of painful.
And I’m gone. My mind blanks, and white-hot pleasure arrows though me as my release barrels up my spine and I explode.
Hallie sticks with me the whole time, swallowing everything I give her. When she has sucked me dry, I haul her up to me and kiss her, pushing my tongue into her mouth as she winds her arms around my neck and tangles her fingers in my hair. The taste of our combined releases has my cock twitching again as need rolls through me, and I wonder idly how soon we can do that again because holy shit.
We finally break apart, chests heaving, and collapse across the bed, too drained to even move up to the pillows. I roll onto my side and snake my arm around Hallie’s waist. I pullher closer to me, marveling at the fact that I can do that now. At least, I think I can. She rolls towards me, our faces inches apart. She reaches up and lays her hand on my cheek, her eyes searching mine. I have never wanted so badly to crawl inside someone’s mind and read her thoughts.
“Are you…okay?” I ask. Excellent, Ben. Ask her the world’s most generic question after a fucking life-altering experience.
“Are you serious? I’m better than okay. I’m just wondering whether we should, like, talk about it? I don’t know. Is that stupid? It’s probably stupid. I’ve never done anything like this before. I mean, I’ve done this before, obviously. Duh. But never with a friend. I mean, a best friend. Like you. Well, just you. I’ve never done this with you before. Fuck,” she mutters under her breath.
I am so charmed by her uncharacteristic rambling that I haul her into me and squeeze her, raining kisses all over her face until she is giggling and squirming away from me.
“Yes, Hallie girl, we can talk about it.” Nerves hit my stomach because I didn’t plan for this to happen, and I have no idea what to say to her or how much to divulge.
“So, uh. That…happened,” she says, and I see the same nerves I feel reflected in her eyes. For some reason, that makes me feel better. We’re both flying without a net here.
“Do you…regret it?”
“God, no. Ben, that was amazing. Like, really amazing, best orgasm of my life. Like I said earlier, I guess I’m wondering, like, how long that’s been inside of us. Because that was…wow. But more than just what we did. How it felt. I thought for a second that kissing my best friend would be weird, but it wasn’t. It felt kind of…right. Or is it just me?”
“No, Hallie girl, I felt it too.”
Hallie looks at me as she considers what I said. And then, “A long fucking time.”
“Huh?” I ask, genuinely confused.
“Earlier, before, when you were, um, carrying me to bed, you said you had been waiting for this for a long fucking time. How long?”
Damn her good memory.
“Just…long.”
She is quiet for a few seconds, her nose scrunching up as she thinks, then she sits straight up, pulling herself out of our blanket cocoon.
“Wait. You eye fucking me at the gala. The dance. Asking me for dressing room pictures. Jumping into the lake with me. The bonfire. All the other little things I’m probably forgetting right now. Was all of that, like, foreplay?”
I snort out a laugh. This girl. I want to cuddle her and also fuck her into the mattress and isn’t that just a fascinating combination.
“Sure, Hal. I guess you could call it that.”
“So, you’ve been thinking of me like…this”—she gestures to the two of us—“all summer?”
I consider what to say to that and decide to let it all out. We are laying here naked and tangled together. Everything that just happened felt so damn good, like all the scattered puzzle pieces of my life are finally fitting together and forming one single image.
