Page 13 of Always Yours

She tilts her head to the side and searches my face. “Do you have some kind of pregnancy fetish or something? Because before this you never looked at me twice.”

“I couldn’t… I wouldn’t let myself.” I try to explain, but I know I’m not doing a good job of it.

She takes a deep breath and blows it out slowly. “I can’t do this right now. I’m not thinking right. I have all these stupid hormones going crazy inside me. I’m thinking things—wanting things—I shouldn’t be wanting. And you know what, you walking around here half naked is not helping matters. Forget it, Austin. We don’t need to do this. I’m not sure what we’re doing, but I don’t need you to fix all my problems for me.”

I scoot closer to her, wrapping my hands around her elbows to hold her in place. “What if I want to take care of your problems? This one, especially?”

She’s searching my eyes. I see the fear in hers, and I know it’s the same look reflected in mine. I wouldn’t be honest if I didn’t say a part of me is scared. Of course I’m worried about changing our friendship. I want things to be the same… but I want more.

I bring my hands up and brush her hair back, tucking it behind her ears. “Lie back, Ally.”

She trembles and bites onto her lower lip. Her eyes are dilated, and I know she’s feeling everything I’m feeling right now. I knew being close to her, living under the same roof would be a test for me, and I’ve never been happier to fail a test in my life. When she doesn’t move, I tell her again as I gently push her backwards, “Lie down, Ally.”

She goes to her back, and I lay her feet on my lap. I don’t even try to keep her away from my hard manhood. “But…” she starts.

I shake my head slowly. “No buts. Just let me do this for you.”

She rubs her hand across her swollen belly. “What exactly are you going to do for me?”

I don’t hesitate. “Make you feel good… maybe relieve a little bit of stress for you.”

She looks at me, and I see the desire flare on her face. She wants this, but I don’t trust she’s going to just give in. I know she’s scared. Hell, I’m scared, but I’m even more scared about losing her. “Do you trust me, Ally?”

She rolls her eyes. “You know I do.”

I nod and let my eyes rove up her body. From where I’m sitting, with her feet in my lap, I have a perfect view. Now if she wasn’t so tense, I could take full advantage of this situation. “Okay, so.” I should feel bad about it, but I don’t. I cup my hard manhood in my shorts and give it a healthy tug before wrapping my hand back around her foot. “Since you trust me, I need you to let me do something.”

I try to stop her from tensing up by massaging her feet and then up and over her ankles. She’s restless as she stretches out her legs, but I don’t stop my movements. Her voice is husky when she finally asks me the question. “What do you want me to let you do?”

I smile because all the images are in my head. Her in bed curled against my body. Her riding me, grinding herself on my cock. I want all of it, but I know I need to take it slowly. “I just want to make you feel good.”

She’s interested. It’s obvious by the way her eyes light up. “That’s it? You just want to make me feel good? What about you?”

Although I appreciate her concern, all it does is tell me that she really has no idea. “Trust me, making you feel good is going to make me feel good.”

She nudges her foot against my cock, and I grunt as I grab it. I groan as she laughs. “You sure about that?”

“Yep.” I slap her thigh and then tug on her shorts. “Take these off.”

Her eyes about bulge out of her head. “You want me to take my shorts off?”

She’s stalling, and I’m tired of waiting. “Lie back and close your eyes.”

She looks at me with insecurity in her eyes. “Austin… I’m too—” She huffs and waves her hand across her body. “You don’t want to see all this.”

“Oh, I do.”

She’s trying to pull away, but I know it’s only because she’s self-conscious. I grab the edges of her shorts and pull them down. “Lift up.”

She lifts up a little, and I pull her shorts down her legs. The scrap of material between her thighs is a darker shade than the rest of the material, telling me that she’s already wet for this. I can’t resist. I put my finger on the sodden material. “You want this, Ally? You want me to make you feel good?”

She lifts her hips just a bit and presses into my hand. “I do, Austin, but not at the expense of it messing up us. I can’t lose you… not now.”

I run my finger along the silky material covering her slit. “You’ll never lose me… and nothing is going to mess this up between us.”

Finally, she nods, and I let out my breath in a whoosh. As if I’m afraid she’s going to change her mind, I reach for each side of her panties and hook my fingers in the waistband before tugging them down. She lifts her hips enough for me to get the material down her hips and I pull them off her feet.

She snaps her knees together, blocking me from seeing her. I lean forward and kiss her kneecap and then lean my chin there. “You know that you holding your knees together is not going to stop me, right?”

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