Romantic | Friends with Benefits

He Wants her to Want him Too …

Can Jason and Abby Make the Risky Conversion from Friends to Lovers?

Previously Abby’s obsession with her flatmate should’ve stayed a fantasy. Jason was her brother’s best friend, but instead their smouldering lust turned into a hot, hot flame when Abby put on a sexy show for him. What next?

Jason held Abby in his arms as she trembled from the aftershocks of her climax.

Don’t ruin this man! His head voice warned him.

As he thumbed her tight nipples he sensed the thud, thud, thud of her heart beneath the soft, trembling flesh.

“Jason?” Abby pressed her hand to his chest. “I don’t want a one-night-stand, I’m a relationship kinda girl.”

He searched her face. She’s serious, like a heart attack. Do you really want this? His conscience questioned.

Of course he did! Jason feared he couldn’t breathe without this girl.

Abby had broken through his defences the moment she confessed to stealing his underwear. Then she’d shown him how she played when she was alone in her room. Holy Moses!… this beautiful girl had strummed her delicate folds and come unravelled right in front of him.

“Me too, Abby,” he reassured her. “I’m not doing this for kicks, I really like you.”

Jason wanted to give her every ounce of pleasure a man could bestow on his lover, but also he wanted to claim her, to brand Abby with his love in the most primal way.

But he snapped out of his alpha fantasy, when he realised she was asking if he had protection.

Jason responded by wrapping his arms around Abby to lift her delicate body off her bed. He pressed her to his chest and crossed the corridor into his room. As he laid her down on his smooth sheets, he thought nothing had ever looked more right. Her blonde hair tumbled around her shoulders and her smile was willing, beguiling. Every curve and dip of her body sang to his like a siren, he was powerless to resist.

As Abby sank back into the feathery softness of Jason’s bed, she luxuriated in the intensity of his hungry expression. He looked like a cat that had a mouse just where it wanted.

With a growl of satisfaction, he lowered his head to her hips where he began to lick and tease her, easily pushing the wet fabric of his borrowed boxers aside. With one hand on each of her legs, he pressed her open wider. He lapped and nibbled her outer lips until Abby began to gasp with appreciation for the sensations he was coaxing out of her. Jason’s hands crept under her buttocks which he cupped to tilt her hips, his tongue probing deeper as he did, delving into her tight warmth.

Abby fisted the sheets, biting on her lip to hold back cries that threatened to embarrass her with their intensity.

“We don’t need these any more,” Jason’s voice was husky.

He dragged the boxers off her hips and tossed them aside, feasting his eyes on the vista of delights he’d just revealed. He reached up for the lacy bralette and coaxed that over Abby’s shoulders, before spiriting it away.

With nothing to hide behind, Abby felt her heart pound in her chest.

Thud, thud, thud.

“How do you want me?” she asked, trying to ground herself.

“Just like this,” he spoke softly, looking directly at her, “waiting, and wanting.”

Then he dipped his head to suckle one ripe nipple, plump and peaking atop her soft pale breast. He released it with a pop and looked directly at Abby, who watched him intently.

Jason possessed her mouth, eyes boring into hers as their tongues danced and their lips explored. Abby shared his breath then reached her hand down to caress the tip of his hardness. It was slick with precum, which she used to stroke and tease the tip of his glans, silky but insistently, she gradually circled her fingers around his girth.

Jason jumped like he was scalded when Abby tightened those fingers into a fist. He was trying hard to hold his excitement back, but he wasn’t superhuman.

He pressed Abby’s knees back and apart, licking and sucking at her labia and letting his nose nudge her clitoris. From the little mewls and moans she was making, he knew he was revving her up, so he eased two fingers into the warmth of her channel to begin a steady pumping rhythm. Soon her hips were squirming and he began to tease, sliding his cock along the slippery split of her pussy lips.

She’s so hot and wet! Could anything feel better than Abby underneath him?

Jason breathed heavily. This girl could make me lose my head, he marvelled, as he reached past her, into his bedside drawer for protection.

Don’t stop! Abby almost moaned, until she realised Jason was being responsible.

He took hold of her legs, spreading them and raising her left. Jason presented the top of his cock to her throbbing pussy, before slowly powering into her, the pressure making them both gasp. He filled her so perfectly, claimed her so completely, that when he began shifting his hips, it felt like the only thing she’d ever wanted.

“Yesss!” she sighed.

Jason smiled down wolfishly, leaning forward to steal a kiss as he thrust into her, long and slow at first, but gradually building speed and intensity. He released her leg, and slowed his pace, becoming teasing as he withdrew almost to the tip of his length, before ploughing back into her furrow.

“More, I beg you,” Abby wailed, when Jason pulled out completely.

He was resolute and masterful as he pressed her legs closed, like a book he’d just read, then rolled Abby onto her side. He nestled up behind her, spooning her hips and legs to echo the shape in which he’d arranged hers. His hand smoothed over the firm curve of her buttocks and snaked its way to her hungry slit.

Now Jason dipped into her hole, smearing his fingers with her juices which he fed to her. Abby obediently opened her mouth. She licked and sucked his fingers with an eagerness which made his cock jump. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could last, she was pressing all his buttons, but he was determined to make their first time one to remember.

Abby was burning up with passion, Jason seemed to know just how to take her right to the edge then pull her back.

His fingers inside her began working their magic so she groaned aloud. He pulled on her top leg again, holding it up a little so he could nudge every inch of his heat and hardness at the buttery softness of her pulsing pussy. His dick slid home like they’d been made to slot together.

“This feels so right,” Jason sighed against her neck, making Abby shudder.

His hips began to piston, slow and silky at first, but he gradually picked up the pace. Abby snaked her right hand over her pudenda to cup the warm flesh of her sex. Jason was driving inside her, touching all her sweet spots except this one, so she began to circle her clitoris with nimble fingers.

“Ohhh yeah baby, make yourself feel good,” Jason encouraged her.

As she strummed her bean, Abby’s hips rocked and pulsed in time with Jason’s thrusts. He had to grip her tightly as the frenzy of her climax approached.

“Come with me,” Abby gasped.

Her eyes were squeezed shut as she pursued the elusive flashes and throbs of the orgasm now within her grasp. Jason was on her tail, stepping on her shadow, ready to leap with her as she reached the summit and tipped over the edge.

Now Abby’s body fluttered with tremors of her cresting ecstasy, Jason’s own release burst from him: white heat and fire, which drew up from every extremity to jolt out of his body.

They lay in a haze, suffused with flutters of sweet sensation and complete connection. How could something so new feel right? Abby wondered, as Jason cuddled her close, tucking her into his body then drawing the comforter over them both.

How did I resist her before? Jason mused, while his hand idly cupped her breast, ripe fruit, grown purely for his enjoyment. This was meant to be, Abby and me, but how are we going to tell her brother?

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