5 Moments of Everyday Self-Loathing That Perfectly Describe Your Life
Excerpt 4
1. “Falling for his Best Friend”
She ran her fingers over his chest, enjoying his well-defined pecs. Drew was in killer shape,
and his upper body could seriously fill out a T-shirt. She leaned down and flicked his nipple
with her tongue, before moving further south.
His breathing changed as she hovered over the waistband of his sweats, saving her from the
debate of if she was really going to make a move on him while he was sleeping. “You going to
stop there?”
She looked up to find his eyes open. Stop? Not a chance. “I’m considering.”
“Keep it up and I might have to jump you instead.”
No way was she missing this chance. “Shh. It’s my turn to drive things tonight.”
She hooked his waistband and pulled it down over his hips, the sight of his cock temporarily
stealing her breath.
She’d seen him naked a few times, but the impact only seemed to be growing instead of
decreasing like it should. Nothing about this was going like it should, from the sex to the
forbidden emotions welling up in her chest. She didn’t want to think about that, though.
Not now, maybe not ever.
The only thing she did want occupying her headspace was how good it felt to touch him. She
2. slid down a little further to get comfortable and then gave his cock a slow stroke. Truth be
told, she could play with him all night, but she didn’t think his patience would hold for that
kind of treatment unless he was tied down.
An idea for later maybe…
She licked up the underside of his cock, earning a hissed breath. Emboldened, she took him
in her mouth, as deep as she could manage, mirroring the slow stroke she’d just done with
her hand. Drew cursed, his hands spasming in her hair.
Power beat through her. She could drive him out of his mind likethis, with just her mouth and
her hands. It would be the easiest thing in the world. She moved to shallower strokes, using
her tongue to swirl around the head of his cock.
“Avery, I—” She met his gaze as she licked him, and Drew cursed again, louder. “Holy fuck.
Come here.”