[ BFFs ]

The sun is just setting down when I finish the last sip of my afternoon coffee and another reality tv show final concludes. The golden overcast sneaks through the blinds of the window and irritatingly hits me in the face which forces me to move from my splattered position on the couch.

I stand up and do a slow stretch before taking my lazy ass to the kitchen. My limbs feel like jelly ready to melt as I lean against the counter and force a glass of cold water down my dry throat. I'm reaching for the fridge when the doorbell rings and I instead head over to the front door with small unpleasant moan.

Who dares to show their face on Friday evening? It better be something urgent or hookup proposition for me to act somewhat interested.

However when I opened the door I find no other than my closest friend Milo and I frown in confusion.

"What are you doing here, blondie? Aren't you supposed to be going out on a date night..." I tease him as I open the door wider for him. It takes me a second to notice his face expression and lack of reaction. "What's wrong?"

I close the door behind us and follow him over to the sofa where he just lets himself fall straight on his back.

"I broke up with Jessica." He announces it so calmly that a person would think he's not bothered at all. I know him too well to even assume so. Whenever he's upset his brain blocks all emotions and he doesn't know how to act.

"Tonight?" I ask as I sit myself on the armrest. He nods and stares up at the ceiling while silence is filling the room.

I'm not an expert when it comes to couples since the longest I've been in relationship is less than one month despite the experience I have in other more intimate relations.

I decided the best I can do is help him loosen up and let his emotions out with the help of a drink. I head over to the kitchen and take one of the good red wine bottles I've gotten as a gift from men I've hooked up or went on a date with. When I return Milo is positioned just how I left him. He almost looks drunk though if it were the case I'd have already smelled the alcohol on him.

"Want to talk about it?"

He takes a deep breath and removes his thin black-rimmed glasses so he can rub his eyes.

"You know how she sometimes has to stay late at work? Well I figured I'd surprise her at her workplace with flowers and take her on that surprise date I've been planning for a week."

Oh god. I can see where this is heading to.

"Imagine my shock when I find her sprawled over an office desk with her boss's dick buried balls deep into her."

I couldn't hide the surprise on my face as I cover my mouth with one hand. Jessica had always seemed like an innocent good girl who is in love. I would have never assumed she was capable of cheating on Milo.

I nudge his legs so I can make some room for me to sit on the couch while hugging the cool glass bottle to my torso.

"I should've realised sooner. Fuck, I'm such an idiot."

"You couldn't have known. She had both of us fooled." I squeeze his knee soothingly.

It didn't even cross my mind that she would be up to no good so I can imagine Milo being blind as well. She's been nothing but the perfect girlfriend for him since senior year in high school. They've been strong for the past four years. Poor Milo was even thinking of proposing on their fifth anniversary.

"But I have a fancy wine bottle here which awaits to be opened." I smile softly when I see this catches his attention.

We're both red wine lovers so this is probably the best I could do with comforting him. It's often he who needs to deal with my mood swings so I can at least attempt to do the same for him through a rare moment of weakness.

"You're an angel." He breaks into a smile as he sits up and inspects the bottle.

"We both know I'm going to hell." I roll my eyes which manages to get a less sad chuckle from him.

We both lean against the backrest and enjoy the silence for some time while he takes a swig straight from the bottle and his body visibly relaxes. He hands me the wine and slides his glasses back on while I take a taste from the expensive liquor.

Milo and I have been best friends since middle school. He's always been the shy, kinda nerdy, cute kid while I got in trouble for doing pranks and fighting the petty little girls who dared to bully me. I was quite boyish until I grew a pair of great quality melons on my chest and my guy friends discovered they could play with them instead of the basketball even though both couldn't compare in size. It's my fault I became the easy girl of the school, but Milo never judged me.

He's the perfect boyfriend material and I envied Jessica for taking him from me. Before I knew it she had put her spell on him and I had to share his attention. I've never felt jealousy towards someone until then.

"You know what? I don't even feel sad." He admits as he leans his head against my shoulder.

"How do you feel then?" I ask as I reach out to caress his dark blonde waves which somehow feel softer each time.

"Like weight has been lifted off my shoulders." He sighs and leans into my touch.

Despite the relief washing over me at the fact he's all mine again I wanted to support him and be here for him. I contain myself from leaning into his warmth for both of our sakes.

"I've been losing feelings for Jessica for more than half an year."

I freeze and move away so I can look him in the eyes as he says that so casually.

"You've never told me that." I try to control the excitement in my voice. I could be just imagining sentences.

He seems to catch himself and rubs the back of his neck as his cheeks turn into a light shade of pink.

"I was hoping it was just a phase through the relationship...didn't want to worry your head with something I wasn't sure of..." He locks eyes with me again and warm chills run down my body despite trying to ignore the way he affects me. Silence falls between us while I try to take in what he just said. "Anyways, how come you're alone on a Friday night?" He clears his throat before resting his arm on the backrest.

I've never shied away from boys as anyone could assume about me. I willingly slept with most of my guy friends between the time stamp of fourteen and sixteen years old. That was just the start since I moved to older guys and for the past years I haven't slowed down the pace a tad bit. Except now I hardly hook up with random dudes in bars. I have booty call number one, two and three to do the job.

"I was planning on calling Nick." I lie through my teeth, not wanting to seem lame in front of Milo.

I usually keep my sex life out of our conversations but he knows number one since he met him once in my apartment with nothing but his boxers on. Needless to say it was awkward when I came out in just my bathrobe to them small talking.

"He's a total douche bag, you know?" He doesn't seem too pleased but it could be the alcohol making him sound like that. Looks like the bottle is almost finished as he takes another swig and lets me have the last part.

"He doesn't have to be a good person to fuck." I shrug in defense and finish the wine before putting the bottle on the table. Nick and I will never be more than acquaintances with benefits. We don't even hang except when we're having sex and the one thing I sure know about him is his favourite sex positions.

"I'm surprised he can see past his huge...ego." He scoffs jokingly and makes me let out an unladylike snort.

He might have just hit to the point here. Nick is the most self absorbed person I've ever met and whenever he's not admiring himself he manages to get me off too. Luckily he's brighter in other areas otherwise I'd have dropped him long ago. It's not the best sex which proves size isn't all that matters but it's definitely not even close to the bad experiences I've had.

"Sorry that not every person is as flawless as you are." I roll my eyes teasingly.

"You think I'm flawless?" He laughs slightly, but I sense something sincere in his voice.

"Of course I do. Have you looked at yourself in the mirror?" I try to not get flustered over giving him a compliment.

He goes silent and fear grows inside me that I've said too much. I usually avoid pointing out his good looks because of awkward moments like this, damn it.

"What do you like about me, Amelia?"

His question takes me aback but he seems genuine so I calm myself down. I could imagine he needs this boost of confidence after the cheating fiasco.

"Apart from your obvious good proportions...you're the most genuine and nice person I know. You'd never want to hurt someone for the sake of it even if they pained you. Luckily you have me to kick people's asses for you." I chuckle as I punch his biceps playfully and this makes him grin.

"So...you think I'm handsome?" He pushes his glasses up his nose and looks at me with a playful spark in his bright blue eyes.

"This is what you caught from everything? I can't believe you, Milo." I huff dramatically, but in reality I'm glad he's joking around instead of taking it so seriously. We usually act silly with each other so I know nothing else.

"Would it make you forgive me if I told you you're the prettiest girl I've ever seen?"

His comment takes me by surprise. Despite the alcohol I'm aware of the conversation.

"Milo...I think you're mistaken." I say softly. I know I would be more than happy if he was flirting with me, but this is not the case.

He's not into me like that and I'm not about to use him for my benefit. What kind of a friend would I be if I seduced him?

"My sight might be a little fucked up, but I'm not blind." He says as he studies my face and for a moment I swear I'd imagined his gaze dropped to my lips.

Silence falls between us as we both look at each other as if waiting for something that's supposed to happen but also isn't.

"Can I try something?" He reaches out to tuck a hair strand behind my ear and his thumb grazes my cheekbone.

The question rings an alarm in my head. However I'm too mesmerised by his seductive eyes looking at me to shake my head so I nod instead. Technically this isn't me forcing anything on him. Right?

He draws himself closer and I know what's about to come as he gets inches part from my face yet I don't pull back. My whole body is alert, ready to explode with excitement of the upcoming touch.

Just as his lips touch mine I instantly melt and before I know it I'm tasting the sweet wine off his tongue and wrapping my hands around his neck. I let out a soft moan and he muffles it with his hungry mouth. He sucks on my lower lip which makes me instinctively clench my thighs together in hope to ease the chills of pleasure going straight to my core.

He's fast as he pushes me to lay flat on my back and pulls my shorts down my legs along with the already slightly damp panties. I make sure we're even so I strip him out of his shirt to reveal his chiseled chest.

He locks eyes with me as I feel his fingers caressing me and we both let out a moan.

"Fucking hell, Amelia." He reverts his attention between my legs where his middle and point finger spread the wetness over to my clit and start to circle slowly around the bundle of nerves, making me shiver with pleasure.

After a couple of strokes he lowers himself and his face comes between my outstretched thighs. He slides a single finger down my slit once more before locking eyes with me and pressing wet kisses from the inner thigh to my erect clit. When his tongue comes out and flicks the little knot I let out a louder moan. He continues licking, sucking and grazing with his teeth like he can't get enough, making me flinch and shake with pleasure. My juices are practically all over his lips and chin as I lightly sway my hips as much as he allows me due to his hands gripping the base of my thighs. The moment he looks up at me through the rim of his glasses I start to spasm from the upcoming orgasm. But then he decides to pull back and gets a whimper of protest from me.

"You want to cum, hmm?" He sounds naive but I know better than to believe him as he licks his lips mischievously like a hyena.

"Fucking yes I do and I can't wait a second more." I whine and attempt to touch my clit so I could relieve some pressure but he grabs my wrist. I'm always impatient so I just whine some more to which he chuckles.

"I'll give it to you, baby." The naughty spark in his eyes brings another wave of pleasure to my core just before he presses his parted mouth against my sex and when his tongue teases my entrance I arch my body up from the couch, taking one hell of a strong and agonisingly long climax. He doesn't stop until I come down from my high which leaves me so out of breath I have to basically lay for a couple of seconds.

"Good, huh?" His breathtaking grin comes into view and I bite my lip.

"Astonishing." I breathe out and chuckle as his brows rise from adorable surprise.

Then with new strength I push him back to sit on the couch while he's fast to slip off my sweater and unclasp my beige bra. We start to pick up the pace as I straddle one of his legs and he leans to play with my breasts while I run my fingers through his hair with a small sigh as he bites gently my left nipple and then sucks my right one. His hands cup my chest and as he's busy with that I slide my hand over his jeans. He's definitely hard and big which makes me even more impatient to have him inside me.

"Let me help you with this situation." I tease as I smoothly slide off to the floor between his legs and unzip his jeans, pulling them down his thighs along with the boxers. His erection springs up and slaps against his lower stomach where a tidy trail of dark blonde hair goes down to the base of his erected cock. I lean forward and take him eagerly in my hand before leading my mouth to its head.

Milo pushes his glasses up his nose before reaching down to sneak his fingers on the nape of my head and he watches me which could just be the sexiest thing he's ever done.

"Fuck, Amelia." He groans as I take most of his length in my mouth and I feel his hand tensing up as he tries to not push me too further down like the nice boy he is. I retreat as I start pumping him with hands and watch the sexy frown of his eyebrows. The moment he catches me watching him he smirks and I return it with a grin.

Good thing I've had experience with other men. I'd want to give Milo the best from everything. I take him in my mouth almost to the base which was hard even with the amount of practice as he somehow grew bigger than he already was and his hands pull slightly on my hair as he groans deep from his chest. When I lick from from base to top and look up his head is tilt back and the big vein on the side of his neck is very visible against his shiny skin.

"Don't-Don't make me cum before I get to be inside you." He growls which makes me stop my actions in pleasant surprise. I don't lose any second as he guides me to sit on top of him and I sink down his thick and quite long shaft with a gasp of shock and pleasure. Our lips graze as we stay like this for a couple of seconds barely containing ourselves.

"Oh my god." I grab onto his shoulders as he thrusts inside me from underneath, the smoothness tingling all the way up to my belly and I start moving my hips, wanting more.

"Yes, baby, just like that." He groans as I set a steadily fast tempo riding him, taking him as far as I can inside me with every jump down.

Our noses are almost touching due to the close proximity we find ourselves to be in though none of us is willing to break eye contact, both getting off of each other's pleasure. My loud moan gets muted by his lips as he grips my waist and slams me down on him, making my insides clench in the best possible way. I'm just a couple thrusts away from my orgasm so I don't slow down a tad bit when he also moans and his shoulders tense under my fingers, indicating he's close as well. My thoughts blur out when I reach the high peak and grip on the first thing I get my hands on which is his hair. I grind against him in order to stimulate myself even further and make my orgasm last as long as possible as I bite on his neck. His hands are caressing my skin while I'm slowly coming down from the climax then he grabs a handful of my ass. His breathing turns shaky and his abs become more refined as he buries his face against my neck and the next second his release fills me as he presses me down on him. I kiss his neck while he's taking his release and slowly move my hips, taking out a solid groan from him until he starts to relax and I eventually stop to a halt.

"What the fuck did you do to me?" He murmurs breathlessly into my ear while I'm leaning against him and enjoying the feel of our sweaty bodies mashed together.

"Hmm? I don't know what you're talking about." I grin as I lift myself off and use my shorts to wipe myself before sliding in beside him and nuzzling against his arm as he brushes his fingers through my hair and his handsome face is now in its usual happy state.

"This was the best decision I've made in a while."

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