Page 68 of More Than Friends

Or maybe this is just how he kisses.

Either way, I soak in the moment because if I’m going to give in, I’m going to revel in this with him.

I grind against his leg, letting out another moan.

He groans at the sound. He rips his mouth away just far enough to be able to talk. “No coming yet.” His fingertips tightenslightly around my throat, and why do I find the possessive hold so hot?

A small whine escapes me at his words. I need a release. He steals any argument I might have by leaning in and kissing me again.

This time, it’s a bit slower, but the possessiveness is still there. His tongue dips into my mouth slightly, and I eagerly meet his tongue with mine.

I’m so lost in the kiss that I don’t even notice that he’s somehow reached and grabbed for the vibrator until I feel him press it into my inner thigh.

The feeling is too much. I pull away and bury my face in the crook of his neck. “Oh God,” I pant, my hips bucking as he guides the vibrator up.

I feel Jude’s deep, throaty laugh in the hand against the back of my neck. He uses the hand not holding the vibrator to force me to look at him once again.

“No, sweetheart. God’s not here. I want you to saymyname.”

I have to close my eyes because everything is too much.

The vibrator reaching the apex of my thighs.

The tight grip he has on my face.

His words.

The way he looks at me.

We’ve barely even started doing anything, and it still feels like everything has changed. I’ll never forget him just like this. He isn’t Jude, my charming best friend. He’s someone entirely different. Someone possessive and in control, and someone really good at making me feel like the only woman in the world.

I know I should stop this before letting anything else happen. I’m scared he’s already ruined any shot I had at pretending to just be his friend, but I could at least try to stop it.

I can’t.

He glides the vibrator over my clit at the same time he leans in to kiss me, and I know that, at least for tonight, I don’t have the power to stop anything with him.

I want it all, consequences be damned.

THIRTY-NINE

JUDE

I’m fucking ruined.

I never should’ve opened the door to Charlotte’s room. The moment I heard her moan, I should’ve turned around and run back to my room and locked myself inside.

But I didn’t.

And now, I don’t think I’ll ever forget the sounds of her moans. I’ll never forget the fervent way in which she kisses me back. Any hope to ever look at her and not remember how fucking perfect she is all but vanishes.

I’m battling with myself to savor every single moment of this with her, not knowing if this is something that’ll happen again or not, and wanting nothing more but to push her back into the mattress and slide my cock into her the way I’ve imagined doing so many times before.

I could get lost in kissing her. She grabs my hair as I lightly circle her clit with the vibrator.

I love tasting her moans. I press the vibrator against her clit harder this time, holding it there for a few seconds just so I can taste her moan again.

I moan right along with her. I don’t even know what sounds leave my body as I get lost in everything that is her.