Page 9 of Tempting the Goalie (Riverside U #5)

CHAPTER SIX

L uc

“I’m sorry. This isn’t right,” I say. I’m hard as a rock and not thinking straight.

“It felt right to me,” Izzy says, looking hurt.

“Mon coeur, you mean the world to me. You know that. I can’t risk losing you,” I plead.

“You’re never going to lose me, that’s a promise, Luc. I need you to show me how to be sensual and satisfy a man. West has made me question everything,” she implores, and it breaks my heart and makes me want to shove my fist in West Knight’s face.

I groan, “You’re killing me. You don’t need to question anything. You’re perfect and sensual just the way you are. . .”

“I need you. As a friend, I’m asking for help. Please don’t deny me,” she begs with her lower lip pushed out.

“You know I won’t settle down. Family life isn’t for me,” I remind. “This has to be temporary.”

“I know, Luc.” She smiles as if she knows she’s victorious already.

“Okay,” I agree because my emotions are so wrapped up in this girl. At least I always had the line of friendship protecting me. What will protect me now?

Izzy leans over the console. “We need to seal it with a kiss.”

She’s trying to kill me. “Why do I feel like I’m treading in very dangerous waters?” I may not want to settle down but if I ever did, Izzy is the perfect woman in every way.

“There’s nothing to worry about. We’re two friends who are going to have some fun.” She raises her brows and her chocolate-brown eyes glow with mischief. Yup, she is going to be the end of me.

“Come here,” I say, pulling her into me.

Our lips touch and sparks erupt in my body.

Her lips are warm and soft, and she tastes sweet.

She tastes better than all the wild fantasies I had of us kissing when I was a teenager.

Back then, kissing Izzy was a daydream or a dream that filled my nights with a desire that ended with the light of day. But now this is real, I’m lost in her.

She lets out a soft moan. My cock is so hard it presses against my jeans. “We should go back to your place. I mean, if you think you’re ready for that.”

“I’m ready, Luc. Yes, drive,” she insists with excitement.

I laugh at her eagerness and start the engine. I head toward her house.

“You sure you want this?” I ask and I side-eye her as we reach a red light. I just watch her body language, the way she squeezes her thighs together, and I know before I even see her nod that she’s all in.

We arrive at her house. I park out front on the street. We leave my car. “Looks like my roommates are home so we’ll have to be quiet,” she says.

“It’s not me who will have trouble being quiet,” I warn.

Her brown eyes widen. “Luc, I’ve never. . .I don’t. I’m not wired that way. I don’t want you to be disappointed. I think it pissed West off. Maybe that was the problem.”

I hiss. “I’m about to prove you wrong, Mon coeur.”

She inhales deeply and I can tell she doesn’t believe me, which makes me even more determined. We enter the house quietly. The entrance is dark, and I kick off my shoes to follow her up to her room.

She closes the door and leans on it. Her breaths are ragged. She bites into her lower lip then asks, “What now?”

I tuck a lose strand of hair behind her ear and lean in to kiss her.

I touch my body to hers and wrap my arms around her waist as I draw her into me.

I never thought I would have Izzy’s body pressed to mine.

Never believed our tongues would tangle in this way.

It was always a fantasy. Not my reality, yet here we are.

I’m rock-hard as she wraps her arms around my back, kissing me with so much heat I’m lost in the moment.

Our tongues move together as I walk her backward toward the bed.

When the back of her knees touch the edge of the mattress, I say, “It isn’t too late to back out. ”

She frowns. “Nothing in the world would make me back away from you, ever.” Her words hit me in the center of my chest.

“Lie down on the bed,” I instruct her.

“Whoa, you’re bossy in the bedroom. That shouldn’t surprise me.” She giggles but she does as I say.

She lies on the bed and leans back on her elbows.

I walk toward her and lift one leg, then I reach down and slowly remove her panties.

I stare into her eyes as I lower them down her legs and off her feet.

I watch how her chest rises and falls with anticipation.

I see the trust in her gaze. She licks her lips, and I get down on my knees on the floor and lift her dress.

I place each of her legs over my shoulders, giving me straight access to her pussy.

Just being this close to her makes me want to lose my load.

I remember hot summer nights sleeping in bed with her and having her press her behind unintentionally into my cock.

I would daydream about what it felt like to be inside her.

I spread her pussy lips, which are a perfect pink, and dip my tongue into her folds.

“OMG,” she calls out. “This feels. . .” She doesn’t finish the sentence. Instead, she fists the sheet. “West never did this.”

Because he was a lazy asshole.

“I don’t want to hear about West when my tongue is inside you,” I demand.

“Don’t stop,” she responds.

A small smile curls my lips. “Then don’t interrupt me.

” I get back to it, flicking her clit with my tongue, licking her slowly up and down until I reach her seam and dip my tongue inside her.

I feel her squeezing me, so I insert two fingers inside her pussy and begin to pump as I lick her in a faster steady rhythm.

“I thought you said we have to be quiet,” I smirk.

“Asshole. How can I be quiet with what you’re doing to me?” she asks, her breathing fast and choppy.

“I guess you aren’t broken after all.” I grin.

I hold on to her hips with one of my hands to keep her in place as I finger her and lick her at the same time.

She is slowly trying to wiggle away from me.

Crying it’s too much and telling me to never stop in the same sentence.

It’s sexy as hell. It makes me want to take off my pants and bury my cock deep inside her, but that isn’t what she needs from me.

“Luc, I’m… I don’t know. OMG,” she cries out and falls over the edge, crying out in ecstasy. Her entire body is shaking with her orgasm. It’s the most beautiful thing, I just wish I had a chance to see all of her since she still has her dress on.

I lick her until she rides out the waves of her ecstasy and then she comes down slowly. Her eyes look sleepy, and a sweet smile plays on her lips.

“That was. . .” She is so relaxed and woozy that it makes me smile.

“I told you there was nothing wrong with you.” I get on the bed and shift her up to the headboard and hold her in my arms.

She leans on my shoulder, hugging me back. There is no going back after this. Having the taste of her sweet pussy on my lips and listening to her come has ruined me. I also never cuddle after an orgasm, and it wasn’t even me who orgasmed now. In short, I’m screwed.

“That was. . .”

“Let me know when you can say something that’s more than those two words,” I joke.

She smacks my stomach. “You jerk. Now I want to get you off,” she says.

I squeeze my eyes shut and take a breath. “We aren’t going there. As it is, we have changed things between us now.”

“That isn’t fair, Luc. I want to taste you on my tongue. I want to make you come apart.”

I take a deep breath, trying to keep my shit together. “We can’t go there, Mon coeur.”

“Because you don’t think you can get off with me?” she frowns. I hate seeing her frown.

“That isn’t what I’m saying at all,” I assure her, but it doesn’t work. She shifts to a seated position and straddles me. She is soaked and not wearing any panties. I can feel her through my jeans.

“Hmm, you’re hard.” She rocks above me.

I groan.

She pops the button on my jeans and lowers the zipper. “Let me get these jeans off you.”

I lift my butt in the air to assist her as she pulls off my jeans and boxers.

“OMG, Luc. You have a gorgeous penis.”

“Um, okay.” I feel like my mind is floating on cloud Izzy. I’ve forgotten how to speak because having my best friend rating my cock is hot and weird.

She wraps her fist around my shaft and drops her head. She licks my crown, taking me into her mouth. She sucks me down as much as she can and comes back up, swirling her tongue along my shaft.

“Am I doing okay?” she asks.

“It feels fucking amazing.” I watch her lips tip up around my cock.

She has me unraveling fast. I grip her long brown strands, pulling them together into a ponytail. She bobs her head, and I have the perfect view of the most beautiful girl in the world giving me head. Watching my cock disappear into her mouth is not something I will forget any time soon.

I feel myself growing harder, a pulse beating inside her mouth as she takes me deeper with a slow, deliberate suction before gliding back up.“I’m close, Izzy. It’s fine if you want to give me a handy,” I inform her.

“I want to taste you, Luc. Fuck, I’m finding this so hot,” she groans, and I wonder if sucking me off has her turned on again.

She goes back to bobbing her head. My hips thrust into her mouth, as she takes everything I have to give.

“Just like that, Izzy. Fuck, I’m coming.

” I lose it in her mouth, coming so hard colors fly past my vision.

She licks up every inch of cum and then shifts a little.

That’s when I notice she has a finger between her thighs.

She was getting herself off while sucking me.

Watching her flick her clit has me so worked up that I pull her into me and press my thumb against her clit.

Our faces are so close I smell myself on her.

She leans in and kisses me as I finger her.

The way we kiss is like nothing I’ve ever felt.

There is a fire burning between us, hot and wild.

I finger her until she comes again and don’t relent as she cries out saying it’s too much as she rubs her pussy on my fingers.

I hold her again, feeling completely winded and out of my element. That was the hottest make-out session of my life. It didn’t involve a threesome. It was just me and my best friend and the best chemistry of my life.