I thought it would be fun to rewrite the story from Scott’s point of view. But once I finished it I wasn’t as impressed. Oh well what’s done is done. Can’t let it go to waste.
I heard her car door slam below and the anxiety came rushing back in. Ava was here for another one of our weekly movie nights. I should have been excited that my best friend had come to spend time with me, but I was everything but.
Lately there had been a shift in our friendship. I was seeing her differently, feeling things for her that a best friend shouldn’t feel for another best friend. Jacking off in the shower thinking about her long chocolate legs wrapped around my waist.
It was just another night of me pretending to watch a movie when in reality I was watching Ava’s every move. Another night of her scraping her long fingernails across my scalp, while I tried to hide my erection under a throw pillow. Another night of me trying to make her jealous with stories of one nightstands that didn’t exist. Like an idiot I hoped she would get mad enough to beg me to take her right there on the couch, and forget all the other women. Then there was her smell. God her smell was intoxicating.
Yep, just another night…. Fuck my life.
She began acting strange a few weeks back. The weekly phone calls and funny text messages about random shit throughout her day had stopped. The frustrations were spilling over into my job, I was screaming at my clients. Not caring whether I pushed them too hard. I didn’t realize how much needed the daily contact from her until it all stopped.
At first I thought maybe she was hiding a boyfriend from me and it pissed me off. I guess that’s what I get for assuming she would be single forever and I would never have to worry about another man coming in and stealing my time with her.
I was sexually frustrated and the only way to fix it would be to ruin a relationship with the only stable person I had in my life. I couldn’t do it. I knew she fought it too. I could smell her arousal every time I gave her a lame excuse to lay my head on her lap. She wanted me just as bad as I wanted her. I had hoped that by now she would have already done something about it, but she hadn’t. And knowing Ava she would just continue to fight it.
I heard the front door to the condo slam down stairs, and I took a deep breath. For ten minutes I sat on the edge of my bed wondering if I should get dressed or greet her with a towel. I knew it wasn’t fair, I’d seen the way she reacted when I went shirtless around her.
“Scott!” She called out from downstairs. “Bring your ass!” I smiled to myself. The woman yelled at me more than my mother.
Decision made, I headed towards the stairs in my towel. I stopped at the top to listen for where she was in the house. Any opportunity I got I liked to scare the hell out of her. She was so easy and cute when jumped. I’m sure she didn’t feel the same.
I heard the fridge open and quietly but quickly made my way down the stairs skipping the last step to avoid the creaking of the loose step. Taking the back way into the kitchen I stood behind the stainless steel door and waited for her to close it.
“AHHH!” She jumped and from the look on her face I had succeeded again in scaring the shit out of her. The shock on her face was priceless. I couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
“God dammit Scott! You play too much! You scared the hell out of me!”
Her hand went to her chest and I couldn’t help but notice her breast. To avoid getting caught staring I squeezed my eyes shut and grabbed my stomach. I felt like I had been gut punched. She wore a V-neck shirt that stretched over the full globes and I prayed she would keep her jacket on the entire night. Because there was no way I would be able to handle her tonight. It made no sense really. Every summer I saw her in a bikini and it never bothered me.
“Oh my God that was hilarious.” I lied. The joke was now on me.
“No it wasn’t.” She punched me in the arm and I wanted to laugh. I barely felt it.
“You’re an asshole, you know that.”
She turned and left me standing there, but not before I saw the look on her face. She was pissed. Well hell maybe I shouldn’t have done that. I followed behind her in my towel with my eyes on her ass. Jesus Christ I was being punished. Every week she showed up in those damn yoga pants. Her ‘lounge pants’ she called them. For me they were her “torture Scott pants”.
“Oh stop it. Don’t be like that.”
She went to take her coat off and I damn near tripped over myself. The shirt was a tank. There was more damn skin showing than there was material. What was she trying to do to me? She tossed the jacket over the back of the couch and kept her back to me. Okay so obviously this was about something bigger than me scaring the hell out of her. I wasn’t use to Ava acting so…. so…girly. Shit, I kept track of her periods to avoid this type of stuff.
I tugged her to face me. “Hey.”
“What!” She snapped. One thing I didn’t want to do was piss her off any further.
“Whatever. Where’s the movie?” Damn this wasn’t going to be easy. I checked my internal calendar and counted the days. Usually I was good at remembering, but maybe I was off by a few days.
“Are you still PMSing? I thought that was last week.”
Her face scrunched into something between, horror, anger, and embarrassment. Oh shit. Maybe I shouldn’t have said that.
“No!” She threw her hands up. “Just give me the freaking movie.”
This probably wasn’t a good time to tell her I forgot to go and pick it up on the way home.
“Not until you stop acting like a bitch. You’re totally over reacting right now and you know it. It was a joke and I said I’m sorry.” And THAT probably wasn’t the best time to tell her she was being a bitch.
Boy I was fucking this up.
“You know what? Whatever. I’m leaving. I’m not in the mood for your bullshit tonight Scott.”
Fuck. I couldn’t let her leave like this. I grabbed her coat and held it out of reach. I had a good ten inches on her.
“Whoa, hold up.” I took a step towards her and she jumped like I was the plague. Enough was enough.
“Ava, stop it.” I knew what this was about. I just needed her to admit it so that we could move forward and stop hiding from it.
“I need to leave.” That was not moving forward.
“No you don’t.”
“Yes I do.”
“Ava, what is this about?” Please say it. Please admit that you love me as more than just your dumb ass best friend who keeps pissing you off.
“Nothing I just need to go.”
“Was it work? Did you have a bad day?” Her job was a really stressful one, but I knew it had nothing to do with what was happening right now. This was about us.
“I don’t want to talk about it. I just need to leave.”
“Since when can’t you talk to me?” Please just say it!
“Just give me my jacket.”
“No. Talk to me.” God this was so childish.
“Forget it then. You can keep it.” I wrapped my arm around her waist as she went to pass me.
“Let me go Scott.”
“Look at me Ava.” I demanded.
“Ava?” God please look at me. Let me see what you’re hiding!
She finally gave in. I gasped at the pain that stared back at me. Jesus Christ. I could see everything, all of her thoughts and fears stared back at me.
“Ava.” My sweet Ava.
Before I could think about what I was doing I took her face in my hands and went to kiss her. Fuck it. If she wasn’t going to give in I was done hiding it. She was willing to deal with the pain.
I was not.
I was close to relief when she jumped back.
“No.” She violently shook her head back and forth . “We can’t Scott. It’ll ruin everything.”
“Like hell it will. It’ll fix everything.”
“No.” She whimpered.
“Yes Ava.” I took a step toward her only for her to back pedal further away from me. I couldn’t do this anymore. I couldn’t hide what I was feeling for her. Jesus couldn’t she see that I wanted her just as bad.
“You think I don’t know?… You think I haven’t noticed?… You’re wrong.”
“You! You’ve been acting strange for weeks now. I’d have to be blind to miss it Ava.”
“I have to go.”
She ran for the front door and somehow I got there just in time without the towel falling around my ankles. I slapped my palm on the door above her head before she could open it wide enough to slip out and ignore me for God knew how long. I wasn’t against chasing her in a towel down the street.
I crowded her into the door until her back pressed against my chest, my growing erection sitting just above her ass. I prayed like hell she didn’t move. I heard her exhale in defeat as she rested her forehead against the door.
“Ava, don’t do this. Talk to me.”
“I fucked up.” No you didn’t.
“You love me.”
Finally I could breathe again. It was out there. There was no reason for her to feel the unnecessary guilt anymore.
I placed my hands on her hips and felt her go still. “I know.”
“You’re horrible at hiding it sweetheart.” My erection twitched against her. I wanted her so bad right now. I let my hands run up her sides until the back of my fingers found the underside of her breast. This was new territory for us so I needed to take it slow. When she didn’t object I did it again, but went one step further.
Her hand landed on mine to stop me.
“Scott we can’t do this.”
“Ava, please.” I begged.
I took a step back and turned her to face me.
“Yes.” Please don’t say no again.
I was getting frustrated. Even knowing I should have kept my mouth shut, I spoke. “Why?! We are both adults and I know you want it too.”
Oh shit. Me and my big mouth.
“That’s your response? I told you I loved you and not just the normal friendship love. I’ve foolishly fallen in love with your dumb ass and all you can think about is getting in my pants! I’m not one of your fucking one nightstands!”
Damn it I never thought those lies of one night stands would come back to haunt me. Obviously I was wrong. Still, How could she think I would treat her like that?
“What!… That’s what you think? That I want to fuck you and send you on your way?” Did I even have a right to be pissed? After all it was my lies that had her thinking like that. Oh what the hell, maybe guilt could fix this. “Glad to know you think so highly of me.”
“Stop it.” Me! She wanted me to stop it?
I snapped. “No, you stop it! I’ve been tiptoeing around this for weeks. Waiting for you to finally say something, but now I know you never planned to.” I leaned over her closely. This was bullshit. “You’ve stopped calling and texting through the week and now you’re snapping on me for shit I do to you all the time. If you’re worried THIS will ruin our friendship you’re already too late.”
I had to get away from her. I hadn’t been this mad in a long time and I wasn’t even sure I could control my actions anymore. My head pounded and my blood roared in my ears. I did several breathing exercises.
In 2, 3, 4… Out 2, 3, 4… In 2, 3-
“Please don’t say that.” She whimpered from behind me and I turned around.
“Say what? The truth? You think you’re the only one with these feelings? Well you’re not!”
She looked lost standing all along by the front door.
“What?” I wanted to grab her and shake some sense into her.
“Every week you come over here in those God damn yoga pants and I’m expected to keep my hands off of you. You’re my best friend what the fuck was I supposed to do?”
“You think I WANT to jack off every night to the smell of you instead of having the real thing?!” Hell no I didn’t.
“Every time I laid my head in your lap I could smell you. I knew if I touched you would be dripping for me. All I could think was, if running your fingers through my hair turned you on what else would. God I want to know so bad Ava.” The last hurt to say out loud, because I fought a battle with it every fucking night. I don’t know what is. I swear she put off the scent of warm honey when she got aroused, and I wanted to dip into it so bad it hurt.
Fuck I was getting turned on just thinking about it.
I needed to touch her, or at least be near her. She stood there almost as if she was in a daze. I went move towards her and she didn’t budge.
“Ava.” She was in my arms in an instant kissing me like she had no control over her actions and goddammit it was hot. The bed was too far away. I carried her over to the couch with her arms wrapped around my neck and her legs around my waist.
Slowly I took us down to the couch until I hovered over her and started to grind into her warm center. Dammit she felt so good. Thank you God for yoga pants. Because there was no way this would feel as good if she were wearing jeans.
“Scott…” She moaned out my name as I sucked her juicy bottom lip into my mouth. God how had we gone so long without this?
“I can’t lose you.”
“You won’t.” If she thought I would give her up after this, she was mistaken. No other man would ever touch her again. I needed to see her.
All of her.
Stripping her upper half I sat back and for the first time got to see the beautiful full breasts of Ava’s. Nope. No other man would see her like this again.
“Ava.” I needed to reassure her.
“What?” Her eyes were glued to the towel around my waist. Dear God she licked her lips and I damn near lost it.
“Ava, Look at me.” Before I forget what I’m trying to say.
“You won’t lose me. I promise.” She nodded. Reassurance complete there was no holding back now. I kneaded her breasts with my hand taking turns making sure each one got the same amount of attention. She arched into me for more.
I could give her more.
I pulled her yoga pants and her panties down in one slick move. All at once the smell of warm honey hit my nose.
“I’ve dreamed about your smell for weeks.” I pushed her thighs further apart. Jesus Christ. “So fucking beautiful.”
God how big of an idiot was I to go day to day without seeing this. Perfectly shaved.
Wait a minute.
“I thought you said you hadn’t had sex in months.” Please tell me you weren’t lying to me Ava. Tell me there hasn’t been anyone else since that jackass James 8 months ago.
“Then why are you shaved? Who are you shaving for?” Say me, please say me.
“Do you really want to stop what we’re doing for an explanation?” Hell no.
“That’s what I thought.”
She sat up and pushed me onto my back pulling the towel off in the process. My erection sprung upward and she squeezed it in her small hand stroking him up and down. Jesus that felt good.
“Fuck Ava!” My hips automatically met her thrust for thrust. I knew what she was going to do the moment she moved.
My voice was cut off the second her tongue touched the tip. She sucked me just past her lips and I felt like my head would explode. I couldn’t stop the noises coming from my mouth if I wanted to. I swear the louder I got the harder she sucked, which only made me get louder.
“God dammit, Ava!” I looked down to see the pale tip of my dick slide past her mocha lips and I snapped, grabbing the back of her head I rammed myself in and out of her throat until she finally choked. Fuck me. My best friend was giving me the best blow job I had ever had. If I didn’t stop her now I would come before I had a chance to taste her. Pushing at her shoulders I sat up to the sweet smell of honey.
“I can smell you, God dammit you smell so good.” I rubbed my face back and forth over her sweet folds. Dammit I couldn’t get close enough.
“Scott!” She screamed out.
Wrapping my arms around her thighs, I pulled her closer. More. I locked my fingers together on her stomach and attacked. I watched as she lost control right in front of me. Sticking my tongue as far in as it would go letting her sweet juices coat it.
“Oh Fuck, Scott Yes!”
Painfully she pulled at my hair as her legs began to shake. Yes, this was it. She was about to come for me. I let my teeth graze her clit and watched her exploded. Her back flew off the couch and only then did I release her to squeeze her breast in my palms.
That was it. I had held back for as long as I could. Praying she would forgive me later as I entered her with no warning.
Sweet mother of God!
SO tight, so slick so… “Grrrrrrgh!”
She grabbed my head between her hands and began to lick away her juices on my face.
“God dammit Ava that’s so fucking hot.” I sped up my thrusts. More. I needed more.
“Wrap your legs around my waist.”
I pulled her up to sit straddle on my lap and hissed out as she sank down onto me. “Ride me baby. Ride me hard.” I guided her with my hands on her hips. She moaned out my name again and I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop.
“God, Please tell me you’re still on that birth control, because I can’t stop. I won’t stop Ava.” Never had I ever had sex without a condom. Never had I been so irresponsible. Never had sex felt this damn good.
“Please don’t.” She rode me hard. My skin stung where her nails dug into my shoulders.
“Oh shit, Shit, Shit, Ava! Rrrrgh.” Her breast bounced in front of me and I caught one with my mouth sucking hard. Her warm tunnel began contracting around me over and over again.
“Yes baby come for me.” I wrapped my arms tightly around her and plunged hard over and over again. My release rolling painfully through my body and right into hers.
We both gasped for air wrapped tightly in each others arms. Her breast still in my mouth.
I was so happy she didn’t make things akward by rushing to get off my lap.
I couldn’t help myself; I went back to teasing her nipple. She tighten around me again and realized maybe I wasn’t quite ready for another round. I mean my brain was, but my body needed about fifteen minutes. Which was fine because we had a lot to talk about anyway.
“Sssssss… Don’t do that baby. I’m still sensitive.” I spoke around her breast in my mouth. “I think you may have broke it.”
I smiled at her and felt her relax in my arms. But knowing Ava her mind was going a mile a minute.
“Oh shut up.” She swatted my shoulder and tried to get off my lap. Nope, not happening.
“Whoa…” I held her there. “Where you going?”
“Umm… to clean up. I’m a little messy right now.” It was an excuse to run.
“But we need to talk.”
“Can’t it wait until I’m clean?”
“No. I don’t need you running off and panicking about what just happened.”
“I won’t.” She was lying her ass off and she knew it.
“Yes you will, and we are not going to talk this out over text messages.”
I saw the defeat before she gave in. “Okay fine let’s talk.
“First look at me.” She needed to know she wasn’t alone in her feelings. From the look in her eyes she had prepared for the worst.
“I love you.”
She gasped out in disbelief.
“And not just our normal friendship love. Ava, I’m in love with you.” Oh God, was she crying? I reached up to catch a tear on her cheek. She never cried.
“Ssssh, Don’t cry baby.” I tried my best to comfort her with my lips. “It’s going to be okay.”
I felt like the luckiest man in the world when she pressed her lips to mine and gave me her all, and what do you know it only took five minutes and I was ready again.