Best of Friends

Chapter Three - Goodbye Kisses and Gossip

Chapter Three – Goodbye Kisses and Gossip

            I woke up, with Iain’s boner pressed hard into my ass, and his hand cupping right boob. I couldn’t help but feel sort of violated, even though he was asleep and had no conscious idea what he was doing. I also couldn’t help but feel extremely horny, even though he was my brother’s best friend and we were only pretending to date for the sake of Ben’s love life and sacrifice of our own.

          Last night, Iain and I had kissed. And then he had set me back on my wobbly feet and we acted as if nothing had really happened, as if we didn’t have amazing chemistry, as if I hadn’t been as horny as he was.

          “What time do you have to be at school?” he had asked.

          “I have to be there at eight, but I’d like to be there before then, like seven forty five?” I’d said, “If you don’t want to drive me, I can ask Mellie to pick me up.”

          “No, Kitten, I made you stay here, I can drive you,” he’d replied, setting the alarm clock on his phone. And then we’d lay down for bed, him on one side, me on the other.

No touching. No touching because if we touched, I was about seventy percent sure we would be back to square on where his mouth was on mine and his hands were…everywhere.

          But today was a different day, and that meant that things would go back to normal, or at least as normal as possible with our fake dating and confusion.

          I knew from Iain’s steady breathing that he was still asleep. I grinded my ass against his boner slightly, teasingly. I hadn’t really wanted him to wake up so much as I just wanted to see what would happen.

          “Don’t tease me, Kitten,” his voice whispered, his Scottish lilt again more noticeable.

          “I’ll stop teasing you when you let go of my tits,” I said back.

          “What, don’t you like it?” he asked, his thumb rubbing over my nipple and teasing me slightly. I bit back a moan, and he quickly flipped me onto my back, him on top. His eyes bore into mine, and he leant down and hovered above my lips, our eyes not leaving each other’s. He hovered there for a minute, as if having an internal battle, and just as he started to come closer, the alarm went off. Saved by the bell, I guess.

          “Time for you to go take a shower. I’m going to go outside for a smoke and get breakfast,” he breathed. I bit my lip and nodded. He got off of me, and I sat up, walking to his bathroom. I took a quick shower, using Iain’s shampoo and soap. I wrapped myself in a towel and brushed through my hair. I slipped on my bra and panties from yesterday, not really having much of an option.

          I walked out into his room, wearing only my bra and panties, hoping to find some clothes to steal. Iain was sitting up in his bed, his hair a mess.

          “I thought you were going to go outside for a smoke and get breakfast?” I asked, becoming self-conscious, as his eyes raked my body.

          “Oh fuck me,” he groaned and lay back on his bed, “I was going to, but I heard Ben and Olivia laughing out in the living room, and I didn’t really think it was a good idea to walk out there sporting morning wood when I spent the night in here with you, and Ben would kick my ass. So I’ve been trying to think myself out of this, you know, think unsexy. And then you come out. In practically nothing.”

          “Sorry,” I mumbled, embarrassed. I held up a plain white t-shirt, “Can I steal this?”  

          “I don’t care,” he said.