Page 63 of Best Frenemies

“I could ask you the same question,” I whisper, and he moves his hands to my hips, gripping them tightly, and he grinds himself against me.

“Fuck,” he mutters again through a raspy groan. “I love it when you’re like this.”

I lean down and take his mouth in a kiss. But it’s not an easing into things kind of kiss.No way.I kiss him hard, tugging at his bottom lip with my teeth and sliding my tongue into his mouth to dance with his.

His breath becomes a moan, and I inhale it hungrily.

“Katy,” he says against my lips, his hands gripping my ass. “I want you. Right now. But I don’t have a condom. And…well…we didn’t use one the other night, but…”

“I’m on the pill,” I whisper back, still kissing him. “And I’m clean. Promise.”

“So am I.”

“Then, fuck me. Now.”

He surprises the hell out of me by taking control. He flips me to my back and tugs my panties and sleep shorts down my legs with ravenous hands. His mouth is on my skin then, kissing and licking and sucking a path up my inner thighs, and he doesn’t stop until he’s right where I need him most.

His breath is warm against my aching skin, and my back arches when his tongue sneaks out and licks a path across my wet center.

I moan and grip at the sheets with my hands, and he doesn’t let up. Instead, he licks and sucks at my clit, even sliding his tongue deep inside me.

His hands are all over my body as he eats at me. Grabbing at my hips and my breasts and my ass. He’s everywhere, all at once, but it still doesn’t feel like enough.

“Inside me,” I pant. “I need you inside me.”

“Ah, ah, babe. Not yet.” He continues to eat at me. “Be a good girl and come on my tongue first, then I’ll give you my cock.”

His words push me right over the edge, and I come hard while he laps up my juices like I’m the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted.

My orgasm feels like it twists through every part of my body, and I’m barely aware that he’s flipping me over to my belly and adjusting me so I’m propped up on my elbows and knees.

He runs his big hands the length of my back, and he doesn’t stop until they’re firmly gripping my ass. “You look so good like this. Splayed out just for me.”

And then he pushes my thighs farther apart, kneels behind me, and slowly slides his thick cock inside me.

Inch-by-inch, he fills me up, and with each thrust, he makes my breasts rub against the comforter in the most deliciously arousing way. It feels so erotic, so forbidden, that my pussy clenches tight around him.

“You’re always such a good girl the way you take my big cock. Makes me so fucking proud of you,” Mack says, and his voice is so raspy, so thick with need, it’s nearly my undoing. “And you always feel so fucking good. So tight. So warm. So perfect. It’s like your pussy was made just for me.”

Holy hell.

He starts up a mind-blowing rhythm, driving his cock in and out of me with deep, heavy strokes. And I don’t think I’ve ever felt anything better than this right now.

I don’t know how long we stay like that, how long he fucks me until I can’t see straight, but I know that when Mack buries himself to the hilt and comes, I go right over the edge once again.

So far, the man’s batting a thousand.

Sunday, March 27th

Mack

“I want you to fuck me,” Katy begs from her normally prim-and-proper mouth.

My cock strains to get close to her, and I search for the neuron in my brain that knows how to follow her command. But my limbs won’t move, and my tongue is tied, and Katy goes from looking hot and ready and wild to hurt in an instant.

I fight to get close to her, struggling to tell her I want her, but everything is rebelling against me.

Suddenly, I’m falling into a black hole with no end, and it’s only when a gasp jolts me all the way awake that I realize I wasn’t in the first place.

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