Keeping My Best Friend (Fated #5) (9 page)

I kept thinking I was about to wake up. Like this
couldn’t really be happening. I mean, Aiden was a dream come true without all
this.

But how could I say no?

Especially when there were so many reasons to say
yes. Like the reason standing right in front of me, dangling a single key in my
face.

“It’ll just be you and me against the world,” he
said. “Like it’s always been.”

Every part of me wanted to take the key from his
hand, but I was still hesitant, still convinced I was imagining the whole
thing.

“Well?” he asked.

I looked back and forth between his eyes and the
key. “If I say yes, won’t it kind of complicate our friendship?”

He lowered the key and cocked his head. “That’s
not really an issue.”

“Why not?”

“Cause I don’t want to be friends with you anymore.”

“What?”

“You heard me,” he said. “I don’t want to be
friends.”

I swallowed.

“Don’t get me wrong,” he said. “I’m embarrassed
about how long it took me to realize it.”

“Realize what?”

“How do I say this?”

I felt my breath catch in my throat.

“Look, Lucy, I don’t know shit about soul mates
and all that stuff.”

“Yeah.”

“But I know you’re my best mate, and you always
have been.”

I nodded.

“And that’s what I need more than anything else.”

“What?”

“You,” he said, resting his hand along one side of
my face. “I need you.”

My lips fell apart.

“All to myself.”

I fell against his lips like there was nowhere
else to go, opening my mouth to him so he could steal my breath. I wanted to
thank him with words, but all the ones I could think of seemed grossly inadequate
under the circumstances so I decided the best I could do was try and make him
feel what I felt.

Which was happy. A sort of over the moon will I
ever come down kind of happy, and a sense of gratitude that made my heavy boots
feel like ice skates. I slid my hands around his thick chest and pulled his
back towards me until the heat of his body mixed with mine, kissing him as
enthusiastically as ever, craving him as I always had.

And I was relieved that my feelings for him were
the same. Despite this grand gesture, it still felt like he was Aiden and I was
Lucy. And I knew in my bursting heart that I could believe him, that he would
never make me feel like I owed him, that he was happy to help me achieve my
dream sooner rather than later. I knew it was all true.

And he was true.

And even if the rest of this was a dream, a
fantasy, a hallucination, our feelings for each other were real.

And they were deep.

And they were going to last.

I heard the key clatter against the ground as his
other hand slid around my hip and over my butt.

I pulled my arms out from under his and put my
hands against his chest, clenching the fabric of his soft shirt in my fists as
I swirled my tongue around his.

A moment later, I felt his hands move from over my
dress to under it, the feel of his bare skin sending flames up my spine as he
slid my underwear down below the curve of my ass. When he let go of it, it fell
around my ankles.

I paused for breath. I could feel him staring at
me as I looked at his lips while I panted for breath. And then I felt his hand
slip between my thighs. He hooked his lips on mine again and when he realized I
was already wet, he moaned into my mouth, sending vibrations through my whole
body.

My lips felt hot as he dragged his fingers along
my slit, soaking my clit in my own juices, stirring me from below until I
moaned right back. I lifted one of my boots, freeing it from my underwear so I
could move my legs a little wider apart.

Then he stopped kissing me for a moment and looked
in in my eyes, making my eyelids flutter as he pushed his fingers inside me.

And when he started fucking me with his fingers,
my mouth fell open, and I couldn’t feel my legs. All I could feel was the heat
he was sending through me and the presence of his dick straining just in front
of me. I let my head fall forward as he erased my mind with his fingers.

I slid my hands down his chest towards his belt,
eager to free him, to feel him. “I want you inside me,” I breathed, looking at
him through half closed eyes.

“Not yet,” he said, sending heat up the back of my
neck.

“Please,” I begged, unhooking the buttons on his
jeans one by one.

He leaned down so I could feel his hot breath on
my ear. “Not until you’re dripping down my wrist,” he said, his voice gravely.

My breath was shallow, and as I released the last
button of his jeans, I could feel the heat coming off his dick right through
his boxers.

I moaned and held onto his waistband to keep from
collapsing.

“That’s it,” he said. “You’re almost ready for
me.”

I tightened my grip on his pants and opened my
eyes as wide as I could. “You’re the one that needs to get ready,” I said,
pulling his pants and boxers down so his cock sprang free.

He looked at me and I put a hand on the one that
was inside me, pushing it away so his fingers slipped out of me, my pussy
squeezing them every inch of the way.

I kept my eyes on him as I dropped to my knees and
flicked my tongue around his head, grabbing him with both hands. Then I sunk
him into my mouth as deep as I could, reaching around to grab his ass so I
could pull him deeper into my mouth.

If I hadn’t been so turned on, I’m sure I would’ve
gagged when he hit the back of my throat, but instead I moved back and forth on
him, sliding along his shaft. As I squeezed the length of him with my lip
wrapped teeth, I moved one hand back to massage his balls. He moaned and moved
his feet wider apart, sinking his dick down my throat.

“Fuck me,” he breathed.

And his enthusiasm was contagious.

Soon I felt his hand on the back of my head, but
he didn’t push, he just rested it there and I liked it. I liked that he was
involved, that I was sucking him so good he needed something to hold on to.

Suddenly I felt him swell in my mouth.

“Stop,” he said. “Christ, Lucy.”

I pulled back and looked past his hard, wet dick
at him.

He extended a hand to me. “Get up.”

I put a foot on the ground and rose up from my
knees. As soon as I was standing, he grabbed my face with both hands and kissed
me as hard and disrespectfully as I’d always wished he would.

I reached for his dick again.

“Not yet,” he said, swatting my hand away.

I searched his eyes for direction.

He laid a hand on my chest and applied just enough
pressure so I would know to take a step back, and then another and then another.
And then my back hit the wall.

“Now where was I?” he asked, keeping his dark eyes
on me as he dropped to his knees and lifted my dress.

He pushed my legs apart with his hands, and I felt
his lips at the top of my inner thigh. Then his tongue. He drank his way up to
my slit and then dragged his thick tongue across it, circling my clit like a
vulture.

I let my head fall back against the wall as he
plunged his tongue inside me, my whole body clenching around it as waves of
heat rippled through me.

And as the floor dropped out from under me, I was on
the Rotor Ride all over again.

I sunk my fingers into her thighs so she wouldn’t slip away as
her hips jerked over me.

I could tell she was close from the whimpers escaping her lips
and the way her sweet snatch choked my tongue each time I darted it inside her.

When she put a hand on my head and clutched a clump of my hair I
was filled with a hunger for her that I feared I would never be able to satisfy,
and I growled as I scooped her out with my tongue, her juices like silk as they
coated my throat.

“Aiden,” she breathed.

I thrust two fingers inside her, forcing her open so her heat
escaped over my face as I kept her pinned to the wall, her knees shaking on
either side of me.

“Aiden.” It was all she could say. “Aiden-” She gasped as I
pulled my fingers out and moved my mouth over her, lapping her up. I would’ve
licked her until she was raw but she was so wet it was like she would never
stop coming.

I could tell that the wall and I were the only things keeping
her from crumbling to the floor.

“Fuck,” she said, causing me to smile while I drank. “You’re
incredible.”

I sucked at her one last time, licking my lips and then wiping
my mouth across the smooth flesh of her inner thigh.

“And I’m not even done,” I said, looking up at her as I stood.

I took my dick in my hands and stroked it while I watched her
chest rise and fall against the wall. “I think you’re ready for me now.”

Her lips fell apart and she reached out, taking me in one hand
and guiding me between her legs.

I smiled and put my hands around her waist, lifting her slightly
off the ground.

Her eyes met mine once she was holding me against her, and
neither of us looked away while I sank my dick into her tight body, watching
the breath escape her lips as I pushed the air out of her lungs.

With my dick pinning her to the wall, I lowered my hands,
cupping her ass and letting her sink even further onto me.

Then I started to thrust.

Her eyes went wide as I plunged myself deep against her center,
her buzzing clit sliding along my dick. Her eyelids fell to half-mast after a
few thrusts, and she hung her arms around my shoulders, wrapping her fingers
around the back of my neck.

I leaned forward and dragged my teeth around the delicate skin
of her neck, inhaling her scent as I fucked her against the wall.

She moaned when I picked up speed, and as my balls slapped her
sensitive pussy I felt shocks of heat travel through my body.

And she was so tight. The way her pussy choked my dick made my
mind go blank until there was nothing but me and this woman in my arms who I
couldn’t have pulled away from for anything. Soon my hips had a mind of their
own, backing up until I could feel the cool air on my shaft before burying
myself inside her as deep as she could take me.

I leaned back and looked at the expression on her face. It was
one of extreme pleasure, like she’d never had it so good, and I realized if it
was the only face I saw for the rest of my life I’d be the luckiest man alive.

Fuck it. I already was.

And I kept pumping, thrusting inside her so she could feel every
inch of me as gravity forced her down on my dick, and I gave it to her so good
I hoped I’d have to carry her out of the building when the time came to leave.

And then she bit her lip- just for a second, just as a flinch of
something overwhelmed her and it set me off.

“I’m coming, Lucy.”

And she looked right at me as I shot everything I had inside
her, her eyes glazing over until they were as dark as night.

I leaned into her, leaving her pinned against the wall as I
rested my head on her shoulder, letting her pussy drain me of every drop as I
listened to the sound of our panting.

Finally, I pulled out of her and lowered her to the floor,
conscious of not letting go in case she needed time to find her footing.

Still trying to catch my breath, I leaned a hand against the
wall over her shoulder.

She looked up at me and used one hand to push her hair out of
her face. “Wow.”

“Wow is right,” I said.

She smiled and smoothed her dress down.

I bent over and pulled my boxers up and then my pants, leaving my
belt hanging for the minute cause I just couldn’t be bothered.

“What were we even talking about?” she asked.

“Why we don’t do that more often,” I said, running my fingers
through my hair.

She nodded. “Yeah, we’ll have to correct that.”

“Agreed,” I said. “It’s high time we got our priorities
straight.”

“Speaking of priorities, I guess we can consider this place
officially christened.”

I shrugged. “If you say so,” I said. “Of course, if you don’t think
we did a good enough job, I’m happy to try again.”

She smiled. “Maybe later.”

“Whatever you want,” I said. “After all, you’re the boss.”

“I like the sound of that,” she said, her eyes taking in the room.

“Does that mean you like it?”

“It means I love it,” she said, sliding her hands around my
waist. “Thank you so much.”

“You’re welcome,” I said, lifting her chin with my fingers.

“But you know what I love even more?”

“What’s that?” I asked, looking back and forth between her eyes.

“You, Aiden.”  

I smiled. “I love you, too, Lucy,” I said, wrapping my arms
around her. “I always have.”

She squeezed me tight, pressing her cheek to my chest.

My heart swelled as I lowered my voice to a whisper. “And you know
what else?”

“What?” she asked.

“I always will.”