The house was nearly empty. Only the essentials had been left out. 3 pillows, the mattress and some blankets. I silently thanked some existential being that my friend didn't mind sharing my bed, because I sure as hell wasn't sleeping on the floor.
Running my fingers through my cropped brunette hair, I leaned back in the doorway and turned to see what he was up to. Sprawled out in the bed in a loose t-shirt and cotton pajama bottoms, he lazily sifted through some files on his laptop. He made a thought provoking noise in his throat as he pulled up a video file. I watched, curious, as he licked his lips and pressed play. Wandering closer to the bed I chuckled softly and pulled at the stings of my pajama bottoms.
"What's that?" I asked, "Are we having a movie night?"
He turned to stare at me a long moment before grinning, setting down his computer on the edge of the bed and patting the blanket next to him. "C'mon over and we'll see."
My heart skipped a beat, and as he turned back to stare at the screen I gently chewed my lower lip. The time had come, we both knew it. Tonight was going to be the night we had sex for the first time.
I settled myself onto the mattress, laying on my belly. I brushed the hair out of my eyes and gave him a quick smirk, adjusting my camisole just enough for my cleavage to really pop. Folding my arms under my breasts I reveled in my perfectly tantalizing position as my eyes and ears really began to focus on the screen.
He had cued up an intense hentai and I was immediately on edge. A young girl forced into submission, tears of joy as a man she never knew she wanted pummeled her tight little pussy. She screamed on screen, begging him to cum in her, to fill her. I swallowed hard and shifted in my spot, trying to soothe my tingling clit. I wished in that moment, that I was the hentai girl. I tried not to look over at Will, I didn't want him to see how flushed I was, how hot a damn cartoon was making me, but I couldn't help myself. I needed to know if he was looking. Turning my head just slightly, I found his eyes trained on my cleavage. I wriggled my hips into the mattress and tried not to seem to excited, but God- how I loved knowing he wanted my body.
My skin was hot and flushed with a desire that had been building for over four years. We had known the night that we met that someday, we would screw each other's lights out. It was a lovely tension that was always aching to be plucked. We had gotten so far as he fingers inside of me once, but I hadn't been ready for that moment yet and my stress caused me to feel locked up sending me to bed in a lot of pain that night. It was a momentary nectar of the Gods, his rough fingers buried deep inside of me. I had imagined that and more for so many masturbatory fantasies that in this moment, when there was nothing standing in the way, I could barely breathe.
I could feel my body nearly vibrating, wrought with anticipation. I could tell that Will was ready to pounce, but he was waiting for the perfect moment. We sat mostly in silence as the movie played, the young girl on screen getting more than her fill of men, women and tentacles. We shared a few chuckles and some heated glances, the sexual tension in the room quickly becoming palpable.
As the credits began to roll, I quickly sat up, a knot building in my stomach as I suddenly felt that I needed to escape, that I wasn't ready yet. Will turned over his shoulder, watching a moment before slowly moving to sit across from me.
