That's What Friends Are For

Content Advisory: Erotic

Sitting cross-legged on the couch, she watched him pace. The vein in his neck strained against his skin as he worked his jaw. She knew this was going to happen. He played with fire and he got burned.

“That fucking cunt. How dare she?”

Katie sighed and pulled the elastic out of her hair, shaking loose her long, auburn curls. “Really? You can’t tell me you’re surprised. If she was cheating on her husband with you, what made you think she wouldn’t screw you over, too? I hate to say I told you so but, I did.”

Mike shrugged out of his jacket and tossed it into a chair before plopping down on the couch beside her. He buried his face in his hands. “I’m an idiot. Jesus.”

“Happens when you think with the wrong head.” Katie rubbed his back. Mike had been her best friend for a long time and she’d nursed him through a lot of self-created crap. As much as he had this coming, her heart ached for him.

“We all make mistakes but you knew what kind of person she was. You know the saying, there’s no honor amongst thieves? Perfect example.”

The bottle of Jack sat in the center of the dark wood coffee table. As much as she would like to rip that bitch’s head off, she knew that Mike needed her to be a friend right now.

She punched him in the arm. “Fuck it. Forget about her. You act like you couldn’t have another chick lined up in the next five minutes. She’s history. Let’s play quarters.”  

The tension broke and he finally laughed. “You know you’re gonna lose.”

“What else is new?” She dug through her purse for a coin and filled a shot glass. “I’m going first. I need a head start.”

Mike got up and turned the radio on. Some old Nirvana song played.

The quarter bounced right over the top of the shot glass and Katie shook her fist in the air. “Dammit.”

“Prepare to go down, K.” Mike dropped the quarter on the coffee table and it landed right into the glass. He smirked and slid the glass toward her. “Bottoms up, baby.”

  The amber liquid burned going down and warmth spread into her stomach and even lower. She’d always had a curiosity about Mike. He was the quintessential tall, dark and delicious type with a devil-may-care attitude. Exactly the one her mother warned her about. Women swarmed and swooned around him when they went out to clubs. Katie would just laugh and call him a slut.

One night, after having too much to drink, he’d pulled her out of the booth at a bar and onto the dance floor. Something slow was playing on the jukebox. One of the things she loved about him was he made her feel safe; nothing ever seemed awkward. She had wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head on his chest. His heartbeat thudded against her cheek and his strong hands gripped her hips. Feeling his hard body pressed to hers, for a moment, she wondered what he’d be like in bed; how it would feel to have him moving over her, in her, breathing against her ear. Truth be told, she’d thought about it often.

“Hey. Earth to Katie.” Mike snapped his fingers in front of her face. He held the shot glass up. “One more, then I think you better stop.”

She laughed, refocusing on the present. “You kicked my ass, again.” Downing the shot, she toed her shoes off and propped her feet up on the coffee table. “My head is spinning.”

“Lightweight.” Mike smiled and drank straight from the bottle. “So, what happened with that guy you were seeing? We haven’t had time to talk much lately.”

“He’s history. I’m thinking about joining a convent or batting for the other team. I have no luck with men.”

“You and another chick would be hot.” He wiggled his eyebrows.

“I like dick too much to go full girl on girl. And you’re a pig.” She scooted over to lie down and rested her head on his thigh.

He played with her hair. “I can neither confirm nor deny this accusation.”

There was a hole in the knee of his jeans and she stuck her finger in it and pulled at the loose threads. “Do you ever wonder what it would be like if we got together?”

“Define got together.”

She rolled over on to her back and stared at his mouth before looking into his eyes. A light tingle started between her legs. “Do you ever wonder what it would be like if we did it?”

Upending the whiskey bottle, he finished off what was left. “Are you asking if I’ve ever thought about fucking you?”

“Well, yeah. I guess so.”

“Of course, I have. I’m a guy.” He scraped his knuckles over her cheek.  “Have you?”

“Yep, definitely have. Think it’s time we found out?

His lip twitched. “Are you sure about this? Because there’s no way I’d say no.”

Without saying anything else, she stood up and unbuttoned her jeans.

Mike smiled and pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it on the floor. “Come here, Kate.”

 She licked her lips and kicked her jeans off. “Be right there.” There was  something to be said for liquid courage because she was stripping like a college student financing tuition with her ass.

“I had no idea you had it in you.”

“It’s not in me yet.”

“Damn, girl.” He scooted to the edge of the couch and opened his arms.

 The music faded out, all she could focus on was the green of his eyes, flanked by dark lashes. Her breath caught in her throat and she hesitated, standing in front of him in her underwear.

He reached out and took her hand. “Something wrong?”

Heat spread up her arm from his touch and she advanced, climbing onto his lap.

He grabbed her hips and lifted his own, pushing his erection against her. “Mmm.”

She lowered her head to bite and lick his lips, catching the scent of whiskey on his breath. The pressure of his cock against her clit sent chills up her spine and goosebumps rose on her skin. She wanted her panties off and she needed him inside her. Dampness seeped from her cunt as she slid over his crotch, teasing her most sensitive spot.

He nuzzled her neck and tugged the cup of her bra down. “God, you’re beautiful.” His breath was hot on her skin and his tongue wet on her nipple.

His light brown hair was just long enough for her to tangle her fingers in and pull. “Feels so good.” A moan escaped her as her nipple hardened in his mouth.

His fingers worked deftly unhooking her bra and discarding it. He scraped his teeth over her breasts while he ran his fingertips up the tops of her thighs. He rubbed his finger over panties. “Let’s get rid of these so I can do this right.” Lifting her off his lap, he pushed her back on the couch and slipped her underwear down her legs. Lightly biting her knee, he kissed up her thigh. His thumb separated her folds. “You’re so wet.”

The slippery touch of his thumb gliding over her clit sent little sparks of fire through her body. Instinctively, she lifted her ass up off the couch, needing just a little more pressure. “You’re gonna make me come.”

“I know.” He grinned at her as he crouched between her thighs and lifted her legs over his shoulders. He held her pussy open and licked her clit before sucking it gently into his mouth. He pushed two fingers insider her and stroked her slow and deep.

The muscles in her stomach tightened and her toes curled. “Jesus Christ.” She gripped his head, pushing him harder against her pussy. Each pass of his tongue drew her closer to what promised to be an epic orgasm. She squeezed her thighs on his head and moaned, biting her lip. The current built until the first wave crashed over her, through her and she screamed, arching her back.

Her cunt contracted, holding his fingers inside her while her clit thumped against his tongue. He granted her no respite and curled his fingers up to stroke her G-spot while still nibbling on her clit. Rush after rush of pleasure coursed through her body, tingling her limbs and making her eyelids heavy.

Once the trembling slowed, he lifted his head. “You taste like candy. So sweet.” He kissed her belly and moved up her body, stopping to minister to her erect nipples. His hands rubbed up and down her sides. “I can’t wait to fuck you.”

Still trying to catch her breath, she cupped his face and pulled him toward her for a kiss. “Let me taste you first.”

He smiled. “No argument here.” Sitting back on his heels, he unbuckled his belt and popped the button on his jeans.

Katie crawled onto her hands and knees and looked up at him. Her dark curls brushed his dick as she peppered kisses over his stomach, gliding her fingers over the taut muscles. She’d seen him without his shirt but up close like this, he was even more beautiful. More perfect.

 Her fingers closed around his thick cock, gripping the base and she stroked him slowly. Parting her lips, she sucked the head into her mouth and massaged the slit with her tongue.

He groaned and cradled the back of her head. “God damn.”

The soft hairs on his thigh tickled her nipple as she sucked him deeper into her mouth, taking his shaft into her throat. The scent of soap and something earthy tickled her nose. She loved his smell.

He moved his hips slightly in time with her slurping around his cock. “Can I come? I’m about to come.” He panted and pulled her hair.

“Mhm.” She touched his thigh before walking her fingers up to cup his balls. They were heavy in her hand just before they pulled up close to his body. She stroked his dick in tandem with her mouth. She bit down softly and sucked hard, holding him deep.

“Oh fuck.” He held her head. His abs tensed and his cock jerked, releasing hot spurts of come down her throat.

She swallowed and kissed the head before sitting back. Licking her lips, she grinned at him. “You’re yummy.”

“I think I almost died. Good God.”

“I guess that means it was good for you?"
He nodded, his eyes half closed.

Katie giggled and stared at his still-hard cock. Based on his size and build, she figured he would have a decent sized dick but it was huge.

Mike pulled his jeans off and leaned against the pillows on the couch. “Ride me, Kate.”

Straddling him, she grasped his cock and positioned herself over him.

His hands held her hips and he leaned to her chest to suck her nipple.

Her softness expanded to accommodate his hardness. The instant friction of his dick sliding inside elicited a gasp from her and she dug her nails into his shoulders. “Oh my God.”

“You’re so tight.” He bucked his hips, burying himself deeper.

She’d never felt so completely filled. Leaning her forehead against his, she looked in his eyes. “Give me a second.”

He rubbed her back. “Take your time. Do what you like. Fast. Slow. Hard. Soft.” His lips touched hers and he kissed her softly.

She lifted up and slid down again, taking as much of him as she could, slowly building a rhythm. Once she acclimated to his size, she moved faster.

He panted and squeezed her waist, pulling her down harder and bucking up into her. Rolling her off him and on to her back, he gripped her legs behind her knees and drove into her again.

She gritted her teeth and stifled another scream.

Covering her, he licked at her neck and sucked at her collarbone while slamming his cock into her mercilessly. “Your pussy is so fucking good.”

That familiar surge flowed through her body. “I’m coming again. Please, don’t stop.” She held on to his arms, absorbing his thrusts as her pussy contracted.

“Come for me, baby. I can feel it.” He pulled out almost all the way before rocking his hips and going deeper than before.

“Mmm.” She held her breath as she teetered on the verge of unconsciousness. Her legs shook and her arms fell to her sides. All control left her.

He fucked her slow and hard, riding out her orgasm.

Opening her eyes, she finally exhaled and touched her fingers to his face.

He smiled, breathing rapidly. “My turn, baby.” He interlocked his fingers with hers and held her hands beside her head. The set of his jaw hardened as he watched her face. His cock swelled inside her and he lengthened his thrusts.

She couldn’t look away and whined as he buried his cock deep inside her over and over until he finally filled her with his warmth.

He collapsed on top of her and kissed her shoulder. “You’re amazing, you know that?”

“So are you. I don’t know why we waited so long.”

“Good things come to those who wait, right?” He lifted up to rub noses with her.

She smiled. “Yeah, very good things.”

“Thanks for tonight, Kate.”

“You’re welcome. That’s what friends are for.”

Look for Melissa’s next short story on September 22, 2012!

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~ Melissa Ecker ~

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