Page 57 of Reckless With You
“Tell me to stop,” I said, pulling away from her. We were still touching, our bodies pressed against one another. But I’d put both hands above her head on the door, trying not to let my hand slide down her body. She groaned, arching her hips away from the door and into mine.
I froze, trying to count to ten so my cock wouldn’t explode right then and there.
She was sin and temptation and everything that I knew I shouldn’t have, but I didn’t care. I wanted her then and there. Even if it broke us both.
“I don’t know if I can tell you to stop,” she whispered. “What are we doing?” she asked again.
I swallowed hard, closing my eyes and trying to count again.
“We can call this…friend sex. Beard sex. No ties, no commitments. We just stay who we are. Friends first. Lovers second.”
Her eyes widened at my use of the wordlovers, but I hoped it was okay. I didn’t want to lose her. But I had to have her. Selfish, that’s what I was.
But with my cock so hard, and my heart beating so fast, I didn’t give a shit.
“Beard sex. We can do that.” She grinned then, her hands running through the softness of my actual beard. “And you already have the accoutrements.”
“I cannot believe you used the wordaccoutrementsright now. I’m thinking in grunts.” I erotically rotated my hips, and her eyes widened, her pupils getting large.
“Oh, that’s good. No more words.”
I shook my head, gritting my teeth. “A few more.”
“Okay. Anything.”
“Friends first. That’s what we are. It’s just you. Me. For as long as this lasts.”
I didn’t cheat. I didn’t poach. I didn’t do any of that shit, but some thought I did. I might go out with lots of women, but I wasn’t the bastard that some thought I was.
“Deal. Just you and me. No waitresses or ladies you meet at the grocery store.”
I grinned at that, then bent down and bit her lip. I licked away the sting, and her eyes widened.
“I can do that. You and me. But that means no more random guys offering to help you lift shit and then checking you out.”
She shook her head, laughter in her eyes even with the lust. “It’s not like that. I can do my own lifting.”
“Yeah. You can. And I’ll be there to help you, too. But no more other friend sex. No more other beard sex. We’re the only two that get to have that.”
“I’m pretty sure we’re the only two that will ever call it ‘beard sex.’ Ever. In the history of civilization.”
“Well, then I guess it’s special for us.”
“Special.” She paused, her throat working as she swallowed hard. “I like special.”
“Good.” And then my lips were on hers again, and I tried to keep counting so I wouldn’t come.
Her hands slid down my back, cupping my ass, and I grinned against her mouth, rocking my hips into her. She moaned each time I made contact, and I couldn’t wait to slide into her.
She licked her lips as I moved away, but I kissed her again before reaching behind her back so I could slide my hands down and grip her ass. I gave it a hard squeeze, rocking my hips into her, and she groaned.
“I’m going to lick every inch of you, then I’m going to make you come on my mouth, and then on my cock. And if you let me, I’m going to play with this little ass of yours right here and see exactly how hard you can come.” I slid my fingers along the seam of her crack through her pants as I said it, and her eyes widened, her mouth parting.
“You want to play with my ass?” she asked, incredulousness in her voice.
“If you let me. A finger or two.”
She snorted. “How about just one. Maybe we can add a second later.”