I can't believe I'm listening to my best friend's heartbeat while I dance my fingertips over every part of him. We're lying in the opposite direction we were last night. I don't know how we ended up this way. It doesn't matter. Nothing matters right now. I feel satisfied for the first time in my life and will savor this feeling for as long as I can.
The night began when I heard a knock on the door. Realizing I was naked, I threw on pajama pants and a white tank top. I couldn't be bothered searching through piles of moving boxes to find my underwear.
Reece was waiting at the door, looking cute, with his brown hair tucked under a beanie.
He was holding a box of ingredients.
'What's all that for?' I asked.
'I wanted your first night in your own place to be special,' he replied, stepping inside and
pulling out a bag of corn chips.
'Nachos!' I yelled, overjoyed that he'd remembered my favorite meal.
I went to snatch the chips from him. Expecting it, he raised them above his head. We found ourselves in fits of laughter as he threw the bag of chips across the room. He pulled me closer, lifted me, and spun me around. While he held me, we both realized my shirt was coming up. He immediately put me down.
Silence followed.
Reece looked at me like he would pick me up and devour me. I'd seen him look at me
like this before. He'd looked at me like this when we went to the beach as teens. It had never lasted this long though. He'd always found a way to change the subject.
'What movie do you want to watch?' he asked, avoiding looking in my direction.
While I listed my ideas, I tried to stop thinking about his hands all over me but it was
hopeless when I saw how his eyes lingered on my lips while I spoke. I wanted him to keep looking at me like that. I wanted to tell him to rip my shirt off and do whatever he was thinking about. I couldn't do that. We were just friends.
While we ate dinner on a mattress on the floor, I tried to push away the thought of our bodies pressed together. It was impossible. Remembering the way his eyes were undressing me in the doorway tempted me. I got wet when I thought about all the things he might want to do to me.
By the end of the meal, I'd decided it wasn't worth pushing away these thoughts. Friends could have sex. Couldn't they?
When the movie ended, I wrapped a blanket around myself and pretended to shiver.
Reece laughed. This wasn't the first time I'd tried this little trick.
'What? I'm cold,' I lied.
'Come here then,' Reece rolled his eyes playfully. He put an arm out and motioned
towards his chest.
I lay my head on his chest and calmed to the gentle drum of his heart.
He wrapped his arm around me. His hand was higher than any other hug he'd given me.
It rested just on the cusp of where my breast began. My breathing intensified at the thought of his hand venturing to my nipple.
His hand stayed.
Rested gently on the edge.
Tempting me.
My legs lay at his side. I thought I'd be more comfortable with one of my legs wrapped around him. Well, to be honest, it wasn't the comfort I was thinking about. I wanted to wrap my leg around him, rest my leg on his cock and feel his leg up against me. I needed to know what he was thinking about. I stopped myself, knowing that if I wrapped one of my legs around him, the other would follow and I'd be straddling him. I didn't want to freak him out. It was too soon for any of that.
He sighed. The sound made my heart flutter.
'You okay?' I asked.
'Yeah,' he squeezed me like he never wanted to let go.
His hand teased as it slid down and rested on my side boob.
'Whatcha thinking about?' My heart raced as I waited for a response.