Page 32 of Accidentally Falling For My Best Friend (Chicago Awakenings #2)

“Any bets tonight?” he asks, and my smile gets even wider. He also skipped a towel and hasn’t bothered to reattach his pump yet, so obviously we’re on the same page. He looks so fucking hot, his muscles on display, hard cock straining toward me.

“I bet…that you’ll like rimming,” I say with a smirk.

His eyes widen and his cheeks darken. Seeing this giant man blushing because of me is such a turn on. “Okay, get on the bed,” he says, gesturing toward it. It takes me a second to realize what he’s implying.

“No, I was trying to be the one eating you out,” I explain with a laugh.

“Oh. Really?” His cheeks get even darker. “You want to?”

“Hell yeah, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about your ass all night. You can do it next time, but if you’re okay with it, I’d really like to.”

He’s still staring at me hesitantly, so I stand up and grab his hands, pulling him to sit down on the edge of the bed next to me. “We don’t have to. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable,” I assure him.

“It’s not that I don’t want to,” he says with a laugh. “It’s just surprising. I mean, a few months ago we would laugh at anyone who thought we were dating, and now you’re casually asking to stick your tongue in my ass.”

I laugh too. “So, is that a yes?” I ask, trying not to sound too excited in case he isn’t up for it.

“Oak, I think I’d let you do anything you want to me,” he admits with a sigh.

“Only if you want it too,” I emphasize, making him smile. Then he takes a deep breath and nods before crawling onto the bed on all fours. He rests his head on some pillows, hugging them with his arms, his ass sticking up toward me.

Holy fuck . If I thought he had a nice butt before, I can now confirm that Parker has the best ass I’ve ever seen.

I might have checked out some gay porn in the last few months as a part of questioning my sexual orientation, and as much as I never really understood the appeal when I’d heard Beck and his friends mention it, actually watching someone feasting on an attractive guy’s hole was absolutely hot as fuck.

Now that I think about it, my lack of interest probably had something to do with talking about sex stuff with my brother and not the acts themself.

“I’m feeling extremely exposed right now and you just standing there, not saying anything is freaking me out,” Parker says quickly.

“Sorry, I was just admiring the view,” I hurry to say. Then I get on my knees on the bed behind him and take each of his round cheeks in my hands, squeezing and massaging them. “Fuck, Parker. Your ass is perfect.”

He lets out a short laugh. “Thank you?” he responds, his tone going up at the end like he’s asking a question. I’m not sure if he doesn’t believe me or just doesn’t know how to respond to compliments, but I want to drive all of the doubts out of his mind.

I move my hands to spread him slightly, debating if I should warn him before I actually touch him, but before I can even think it through, I’m leaning in, licking a strip right over his exposed hole.

He whimpers. Fucking whimpers and it’s the greatest sound I’ve ever heard.

I want him to do it again. I want to record it and listen to it whenever I’m sad.

Because Parker making that noise somehow both brings me immeasurable joy and is the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard.

Just like that, I’m addicted. I immediately move my mouth back to his rim, licking and teasing him, completely insatiable in my desire for him.

At first, I think he’s attempting to hold back any more noises, but eventually he must give in because the sounds coming out of his mouth are completely pornographic.

He eases back into my hold, even shifting his hips to meet my eager mouth, and his hole relaxes enough that I can slip my tongue inside.

“Ohmyfuckinggod,” he gasps, rocking onto my face more confidently now.

“Holy shit, more. I need more,” he demands, voice straining.

I feel consumed by the high I’m riding from having him squirming and begging for me like this.

I don’t want to stop, but I need to ask what he’s okay with, so I reluctantly pull back. His hips chase me, and I can’t help but smile. “Do you want me to add fingers?”

“Yes, anything, just keep going.”

I chuckle and grab the lube from the nightstand as I suck on my finger, making sure to get it coated in spit before moving my mouth back to his hole.

He moans, and the sound goes straight to my balls.

But I ignore my own desire and focus on Parker.

I bring my finger up to his entrance and slowly circle his rim, earning a muttered “brat” from him before I finally slide it in with my tongue, trying to give him time to adjust to the new size.

After a few moments, he’s rocking his hips again, pushing my finger deeper inside of him, making more of those addicting noises.

“More,” he commands again in that firm, confident tone I’m not used to hearing from him, and I repeat the process, using a generous amount of lube before adding a second finger.

Once he’s adjusted, I move them around a bit, making sure it’s still nice and wet.

Spreading them just a little, I fantasize about how amazing this will feel when it’s my dick instead of my fingers.

I curve them, and brush against something softer, so I rub against it more intentionally, wondering if it’s his prostate.

“Fuckfuckfuck,” Parker shouts, hips jerking forward as his ass clenches tightly around my fingers, pulsing like he’s trying to pull me even deeper.

“Sorry! Are you okay?” I ask quickly, worried that I hurt him. After he relaxes, I’m able to slowly remove my fingers, and I hurry to his side so I can see his face.

There’s a few quiet moments where he seems to be catching his breath, then he collapses onto the bed and starts laughing.

“What the fuck is so funny? Are you okay?”

“I’m great,” he gets out in between laughter. “You didn’t hurt me, Oak, I just wasn’t expecting to finish without anything touching my dick,” he says.

“Wait, that’s a real thing?” I ask, perking up again, trying to look at his cock even though he’s laying on it. I want to see the proof that he already came.

“Apparently. The prostate is as amazing as Cody’s been going on about,” he answers, still chuckling.

“Do me next!” I say, flipping around so that I’m on my hands and knees with my ass facing Parker.

Moving to kneel behind me, he grabs my hips and gives me a firm smack. Tingles of the lingering pain spread turning me on even more. “How about you ask nicely?” he taunts, rubbing the cheek that he spanked.

“And if I don’t?” I tease, looking back at him over my shoulder with a raised brow, shaking my hips back and forth slightly in invitation.

“Brats don’t get tongues in their asses,” he promises, landing another smack to my other cheek this time.

It isn’t hard, and I doubt there’s even any redness.

Parker isn’t trying to hurt me, but this teasing and punishing, combined with the light pain on my ass has my already-hard dick leaking like crazy.

This whole exchange has been so hot, I kind of don’t want it to end, but I do really want his mouth on my hole, so I decide to play nice-ish.

“Please, Ranger? I promise I’ll be good for you,” I say in a sugary sweet tone.

He mutters, “fucking hell,” before bringing his mouth to my hole like he’s a starving man offered his favorite meal.

I feel like nerve endings that I never knew existed are shocked to life.

“Fuck!” I grunt out. No wonder Parker was so vocal because this is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before.

The intense pleasure that’s building inside of me is too much to handle.

I was already so desperate to finish from being on the other side of this, so there’s no way I’m lasting long enough to add fingers.

I need to come right now. That’s the only thought in my head.

I shift my weight to one arm, and move my hand to my cock, desperately stroking, chasing my release.

I must relax enough for Parker’s tongue to push inside of me, and I don’t know if it’s the feeling, or if it’s knowing that Parker’s tongue is inside of me that tips me over the edge, but my cock is jerking, covering his sheets in my release as I enjoy the high of my orgasm.

Eventually my breathing returns to normal, and I glance at where Parker’s now leaning against the headboard, a small disbelieving smile on his face.

“I’m going to be an awesome bottom,” I announce confidently. “I don’t even think my prostate was involved there, and I came in like two seconds.”

He bursts out laughing, and I join him. “What if I wanted to bottom?” he asks with a raised brow.

I move my gaze to where his cock is resting between his thighs, even though it’s soft now, it’s still intimidating.

“Hmm, on second thought, maybe I need some toys to ease into bottoming before you try to split me in half.” Toys would be great to add to our list of things to try. I’m sure there’s a ton of them.

“I will buy you all the sex toys you want,” he promises. “But I am also definitely volunteering my ass. I did not expect that to be so good.”

“Right?” I agree. “Want to go wash up again and stay in my room with me? I think your sheets are ruined.”

“Yeah, let's go.”

I jump out of bed. “First one in bed gets to pick out the first sex toy!” I taunt, running toward my room.

“Fuck,” he mutters, chasing after me. When he catches up, he grabs me from behind and lifts me up, tossing me over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry.

We’re both laughing hysterically by the time we make it into the bathroom.

We quickly get clean and ready for bed. I wait for him to get his insulin pump hooked back up, which was still in there from before our first shower, not wanting to win on a technicality.

We end up making it to my bed at the same time, with me diving onto it for a photo-finish, and after more laughter, we eventually settle with Parker spooning me.

“I really like this,” I whisper after a while, unsure if he’s still awake.

“Me too,” he mumbles. Then he places a kiss on the back of my neck, and I feel my cheeks heat.

I know that we’re just having fun, and that Parker isn’t looking at our arrangement like the long term thing I’m hoping it will be, but moments like this, where we can switch from silly to tender and still manage to feel like us, even when so much has changed, have me desperately wishing he wanted more with me.

Maybe even forever.