Page 35 of Accidentally Falling For My Best Friend (Chicago Awakenings #2)

I don’t hesitate, I place a hand on each of his perfect round cheeks, squeezing as I bring my tongue to his hole.

I’ve never been religious, but this moment—with my tongue ravaging Parker’s ass, and a toy he put in me rubbing against my prostate—feels like a holy experience to me.

When he’s eventually rocking back to meet my tongue, I add a finger, which he easily accepts, and use some lube to add another before I reluctantly pull away to get his plug.

I add more lube to his hole, pushing it inside before I slowly start to work the toy in.

The noises coming from him are completely pornographic and I love them all.

He’s soon rocking his hips back again, forcing the plug deeper, much faster than I had intended.

In no time at all, it’s fully in, and I’m fucking him with it.

The sight is indescribably sexy.

He keeps saying “more” which makes my cock leak and my brain go fuzzy, focused solely on chasing my orgasm.

Parker is still on his hands and knees, and my hips are at the perfect height to line up with his.

My dick is still slick from him stroking it so I slide my erection between his round cheeks, rubbing over the toy’s base .

A deep moan escapes from him. “Fuck me,” he says firmly, and at first I think he’s just swearing at how amazing this feels. But then he repeats himself and I freeze. “Take out the toy, I need you to fuck me.”

“Are you sure?” I manage to ask, proud that my voice only cracks a little.

“I’ve never been more sure about anything,” he states, almost matching my own desperation.

Not going to argue with that level of confidence.

“Do you have condoms in here?” I scramble to remember how to function while I’m wrapping my mind around what’s about to happen.

“Nightstand.”

I open his nightstand drawer and see the double XL condoms in there. “These aren’t going to fit me,” I say with a desperate laugh. “Don’t move.”

I’m already running from the room to my own, ignoring my swinging dick as I go. I almost rip out the entire drawer from my nightstand with how quickly I try to open it and grab a handful of condoms, just in case.

Thankfully, Parker is right where I left him. I pull the plug out slightly before pushing it back in a few times and rub my other hand up his back. “Tell me if you change your mind or want me to stop, okay?”

“Uh huh,” he grunts, nodding. I slowly pull the toy completely out and watch in awe as his hole clenches. “Fuck, I feel so empty now. Hurry up,” he demands as his hips squirm.

“Bossy bottom,” I tease, wishing I sounded a little more confident with my taunt, but I can’t help how breathless it comes out.

“I’m going to pull you onto this mattress and hold you down while I sit on your cock if you don’t move in the next two seconds,” he promises.

My smile grows with every word and as tempting as that sounds, I don’t think it’s actually what he wants.

I put the normal sized condom on, quickly add more lube to his hole, then cover my dick in more than I probably need and grip the base, guiding it to his entrance.

“Okay, deep breath in and bear down on the exhale,” I instruct in case he hasn’t done his own research. But with how well he took the plug, and how eager he is for me to fuck him, I’m wondering if he hasn’t been doing some practicing of his own.

I ease in my tip as slowly as possible. As much as I want to give in to how fucking incredible it feels, I can see the muscles in his back tense at the intrusion, and I want this to be great for him.

I shift to move my free hand around his waist to stroke his cock and he immediately relaxes.

Eventually, I ease the tip in enough for him to start working himself back onto my dick and I try to stay as still as possible so that he can control the movement.

His ass is so warm and tight, has sex ever felt this good?

His body is gripping my cock like we were made to perfectly fit together in this way, and the plug in my ass feels unbelievable rubbing against my prostate every time I move.

I already feel like I could come, but I never want this to end.

When I’m fully inside of him, I grip his hip firmly with my free hand and try to take a moment to appreciate that my dick is inside of my best friend.

The thought seems so wild, and yet so normal all at once.

Then he picks up the pace, truly fucking himself back onto my cock, sliding his dick through my fist with each motion.

Any ability I have to rationally think is lost. I feel wild, an animal only capable of chasing my own release.

I meet his thrusts with my own, unable to worry about being gentle as I completely lose myself to the pleasure. The plug is hitting the perfect spot inside of me as I move, my balls are drawn up, ready to explode, and my muscles are tensing.

“Parker—” I try to warn him as I give in, tipping over the edge into bliss, but as soon as I say his name I feel his cock twitch in my hand, and his ass clenching around my dick, somehow sending me even higher.

I try to keep up my rhythm as we both ride out our orgasms, and eventually collapse next to him on the bed. We’re both covered in sweat, but I’m not complaining with how each contour of his muscular body seems to be highlighted.

“Best. Sex. Ever,” I manage to get out between labored breaths.

“Agreed,” Parker says before we both burst out laughing.

“Give me a minute and I’ll grab some wipes to clean you up,” I say when I calm down.

“I’m not going anywhere,” he says softly and I look over to see his eyes are closed with a completely relaxed expression on his face.

He looks so handsome, so happy and my heart stutters in my chest, overwhelmed by how privileged I suddenly feel knowing that I was the one who made him look like that.

I just hope that he keeps letting me .