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Chapter 12

I was dreaming. There was no other explanation.

I was going to wake up with very sticky sheets and a raging boner after conjuring my wildest fantasies. Because the reality of Winter on top of me, her bare pussy sliding against my equally bare cock was too extraordinary to believe. Minutes ago I’d been aggressively close to cuming to the recollection of the taste of her on my tongue. The way she came undone, her pussy squeezing my fingers as she undulated with pleasure. And now, here she was, the redolent hints of strawberry, citrus and sea salt clouding the room.

Realising I was reciprocating in kiss only, frozen in fear and terrified I would burst the illusion, I ran my trembling hands up and down her back, groaning with the realisation that she really was here.

She was in my bed. On top of me in her most pure form.

She kissed my cheeks before nipping at my jawline and I gripped the sheets underneath me, an erogenous zone I hadn’t before known unlocked. Her full body was warm against my own, the sight of fucking perfection as she moved down my chest, my eyes closing as I focused on the feel of her against my skin.

She paused, lightly outlining the shape of my tattoo, tenderly pressing her lips to each cardinal point before slowly making her way down my body.

The guttural growl from my chest was unstoppable when she took me in her hand, her tongue darting out to lick the pre-cum leaking from my insatiable cock at the sight of her. The view of her lips parting around me was a detail which would be forever imprinted in my mind as she swallowed me deep.

A vision I’d created for years in various situations. Win sucking my dick behind a tree on the way home from school. Taking me in her mouth under water in her pool, or in the backseat of my car anytime we were in there together. Only now it was actually happening I’d given her no justice because the reality was so much better.

“You have no idea how fucking sexy you look right now.” I told her, knowing there was nothing she loved more than affirmations. And providing them also sent a thrilling rush through me as her pupils dilated.

Her resulting groan as her other hand moved down between her legs was breathtaking and I pressed up onto my elbows, desperate to see her touching herself.

She lashed her tongue around my shaft, looking up at me often for reassurance or guidance, I wasn’t sure. The sounds of her mouth sucking and taking were etched in my brain.

“Come here,” I commanded before I ended this all too soon. Being around her gave me a perpetual state of blue balls and seeing her naked, in my bed, with my dick in her mouth meant I was teetering on the edge.

I moved aside, pointing to the sheets where I was just laying and watched as she sensually filled the space with her lithe movements. I wanted to make this last. To map her body before spending hours bringing it to life with colour, but there was no chance that was going to happen today.

Because I was about to have what I’d wanted since I first noticed Winter. Despite trying to ignore our molecular chemistry, I was about to bring to life every single one of my hidden fantasies.

Reaching for the hand she’d had between her legs, I slowly sucked her arousal off each of her fingers. Savouring the taste of her skin and the hooded gaze of her eyes.

The most beautiful woman I’d ever known – the only woman who really knew me.

“I’m going to fuck you. And I want to take my time but I won’t be able to, not tonight – because you make me crazy, Win.” I admitted, moving on top of her and nearly drooling as her legs spread open for me.

I knew she was on birth control and had never slept with anyone unprotected. The same as she knew I never had because until recently we were the closest of friends and it was a topic we haphazardly discussed at some point. As I lined myself up with her slick entrance and pressed inside, I knew above all else, this didn’t feel cataclysmic just because she was my friend – it was because she was my everything.

She tipped her head to the side, watching me enter her for the very first time, the same way I couldn’t look anywhere else.

With each inch, her body tightened, bringing me home in an indescribable way and once I reached the hilt, our bodies were connected in every way possible. I looked deeply into her eyes, mentally photographing the pleasure and beauty of a naked and ready Winter in my bed. I catalogued the sight of her lavish tits rising and falling with her breaths, the deep red of her mouth, the curve and contours of her body aligned with mine.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” I said, our breath mingling as she bit at my lip. A confidence in her I’ve never seen before.

“I need you to move, . God, please, move.” She begged and I couldn’t have denied her if someone was holding a gun to my head. The need to thrust into her innate, an organically raw coming together of two beings who were always destined to meet.

She scratched her nails down my back as I sucked on her neck, certain I would be leaving marks and not caring in the least. She felt fucking exquisite, her pussy hugging my cock so tight as if terrified to let go and it only intensified my speed.

Her little moans with every thrust sent me wild, my mouth kissing her in every place it could land. Marking her as mine.

“Your pussy was made for me, Win,” I said before taking her nipple in my mouth, my hips still slamming against hers. Her audible groans were the only cheer squad I’d ever need as she gripped at my back, her legs wrapping around me to bridge any gap between us.

“Tell me you’re mine.” I pleaded, not caring if it was only for tonight, but desperate to hear her say it all the same.

“I’m yours, ,” she said, her breaths heavy. “I’ve always been yours.” She added, the sincerity in her words sending me into the abyss as my balls tightened and I exploded inside her, causing her to detonate underneath me at the same time.

“Fuckkkkk,” I ground, ramming into her until we both rode our release to the very end.

I didn’t move, instead lapping at her, pushing the sweaty strands of hair from her forehead and memorising every tiny mark of her chest, the dark pink of her still taut nipples.

Her hands lazily ran up and down my back, as she occasionally twitched, her legs still locked around me. Maybe she didn’t want this to end either. Maybe it didn’t have to end.

“Technically, it is still night for a few more hours,” she hummed. “Can I stay?” She asked, answering every prayer I’d ever sent skyward, my dick instantly hardening again in response.

I awoke the next morning alone. My stomach dropping before I saw a note on the pillow beside me telling me Winter had gone into town for breakfast supplies.

My body cracked as I slowly stood and stretched. The note was a reminder that last night did in fact happen and we’d crossed every line ever erected in the spirit of friendship. The sun was awake, which meant any thoughts of taking her again the second she walked in the house were off the table and I was disappointed to say the least.

Things had irrevocably been altered. Our plan to maintain our friendship remained the same, but the no feelings part, at least for me, was laughable. The last few weeks had been the ultimate test of willpower as I did everything I could not to claim her. After the night on the beach, hearing her moan my name, I realised there was no way I could go any further without admitting to myself this was everything I wanted.

I was leaving in less than a week and this time it would be with a severely heavy heart. Because as much as I had tried to lie to myself, last night cemented with the utmost clarity – there was no one else. There never had been. I fucking loved her and she had absolutely no idea.

She asked for passion – inspiration to stimulate ideas and motivate her fictitious worlds. I should have said no, knowing what it was going to do to me, to finally have what I’d longed for only to have to let her go. Again.

Reaching for my phone which I’d charged yesterday after a few days of leaving it off, I noticed a sleuth of text messages from the boys. The last alerting me to an imminent influx of visitors to Willow Bay if I didn’t send sign of life.

Don’t you pricks have anything better to do than harass me?

I grinned around a yawn as I headed to shower before Win returned.

Another inundation of messages greeted me when I stepped out and I scanned them as I headed downstairs.

Jay

You’ve been MIA for four days, little J. You finally claimed that woman of yours?

Andy

He wouldn’t have the balls.

Cooper

I need a picture.

Jay

Just scroll his socials, she’s the star of his timeline.

Sebastian

You all talk too much shit.

Andy

Seb, Arns said to tell Marls her and Felicity are leaving now.

Sebastian

I’ll drop her and Eva there and then head over to yours.

Jay

Coop, want me to swing by and grab you on the way?

Cooper

Yeah, cheers. y boy, Outback Aces misses ya. Enjoy the bed mate while you have her.

Jay

HAHAHA he wishes

Winter said you’re a bunch of arseholes and I agree with her.

“What are you smirking at?” Winter’s voice startled me from where she stood unpacking groceries at the bench. I ignored the magnetic pull urging me to walk over and give her a good morning kiss – the kitchen was awash with sunshine so the rules of our gospel were firmly in place.

Friendship only.

“Just the boys talking shit. I haven’t charged my phone in a few days and it seems I’ve missed a bit.”

The peach dress she wore clung to her body and I wondered if I lifted it over her hips what she’d be wearing underneath. The thought elicited a shiver down my spine and a stiffening in my pants.

I was in serious fucking trouble.

I listened while Winter recounted who she saw in town, the things she wanted to do today and how she couldn’t wait to fly over to Perth as soon as possible and meet her new niece.

Her joy was written all over her face as she came and showed me the updated photos, her arm grazing my own. I tried to ignore how the sweet smell of strawberries conjured images of last night. Her on top of me, writhing with a pleasure I evoked. Her nails grazing my chest when she threw her head back in ecstasy.

Fuck.

This was Winter.

I needed to snap the fuck out of my one-sided, lust induced coma and get on with the day, just as she was.