“Is there anything else you're pissed off about? She asked.
“Yeah, I'm pissed off that I haven't done this sooner,” he said, and promptly cupped her head in his hands and kissed her.
*
“What the hell?” Carrie said, more out of surprise than displeasure.
“I think part of the reason why I've been so angry was because I thought I missed my chance when you started going out with him.”
“Why? After all this time?”
“I don't know, I just know that I can't stop thinking about you and I know that I'm not good enough for you. I'm just a mechanic. I ain't smart and I ain't going to be anything big in this world, so I thought if I could be your friend then at least I could keep you safe. The you started going out with him and it killed me.”
“All this time?” she said.
“All this time,” he repeated, and kissed her again. One hand was pressed into the small of her back while the other ran through her hair, and he thrust his tongue in her mouth. Her neck arched back as she surrendered to the passion of the moment, and she too realized that all along it had been Danny. Ever since he had first saved her in the alley it had always been him.
In a torrent of passion they tore each other’s clothes off and kissed each other fervently, as though they had to make up for all the time they had lost. She ran her hands down his thick neck and broad shoulders, and rested them against his chest, feeling the beat of his heart under his tight t-shirt. His hands ran down her spine and lingered just above her ass. He kissed her deeply, lifting her up onto the tips of her toes. She felt as though she was floating.
Muffled moans escaped their lips as they kissed, and Danny was more tender with her than she had imagined. All their lives he had been labeled as the wild one, as a dangerous beast. Everyone else she knew had tried to get her to stay away from him but she saw something they didn't. She saw his heart and he had seen inside her too, he had seen her true beauty.
“You should never let anyone tell you anything other than that you are the most beautiful woman in the world. I've always thought it and I hate that it's taken me so long to say it.”
“Better late than never,” she replied, and kissed him again. She pushed him down on to the couch and pulled away some of the mess that was on there. He grinned as she pinned his wrists back and lowered herself down upon him, straddling him and wriggling over his crotch, feeling his erection swell and harden beneath her. They were both smiling and their eyes sparkled with arousal. Carrie leaned in to give him a longer, deeper kiss, before leaning back and keeping out of reach, hovering her lips close to his, brushing hers against his so that her hot breath teased him, while still restraining his wrists. He had the strength to hold her and push away but he played her game and let her take control for the first time in her life.
Although they had been friends for a long time there was no weirdness about breaking through this new barrier. Everything seemed right and natural and perfect. When he pulled up her top she felt a thrill, and there was a little burst of pain as he ran his hands over the bruises caused by Martin. She winced a little but Danny leaned forward and kissed the sensitive skin, making it all feel better. She in turn pulled his top over his head. His body was masculine and hairy and the mere sight of it sent a pulsing wave through her head and she began to feel intoxicated. Her hands moved lower, down the rippling abs and the scars on his stomach until she was wrestling with his belt and diving into the hot warmth, feeling the hardness beckoning her to go deeper and deeper. His hands, now free, ran along her body, caressing her soft curves and her breasts, feeling all around her body. As he took away his clothes she felt like she was going to be naked for the first time. Their flesh pressed against each other, erupting in tingles, their kisses getting deeper and deeper until there was nowhere else to go but inside each others' bodies.
Carrie's curves slid over Danny and her mouth hung open as he penetrated her. His hands rested on her thighs, holding her in position tightly as they started to move back and forth, finding their steady rhythm that brought with it such delights. Carrie's eyelids fluttered and through blurred vision she looked down at Danny, a surreal sight to see her best friend underneath her, fucking her.
“This is so weird,” she said, leaning forward and whispering in his ear.
“But so right,” he replied, and she couldn't argue with that.
The heat rose between them and Danny started to get stronger and stronger, controlling the rhythm between the two of them, getting faster and harder as the passion burned in each others' hearts, their bodies becoming one giant mass, the big beautiful woman and her bad boy best friend coupled together in a kaleidoscopic haze, hands clasped together as their bodies sang to the same rhythm. Anguished groans filled the small apartment as they made love together, Carrie's tight pussy rode Danny's thick erection and he gazed in awe at all of her beauty, enjoying the sensations of her body riding his, and when she saw the way that he looked at her it was almost enough to bring her to orgasm by itself but her vision was blurred by sweat and her skin felt as though it was vibrating as she saw that moment in Danny's eyes when he knew that he couldn't stop the climax from hitting and she clung onto his hair and head and body as a burst of sweet joy swept through his mouth and he released himself, and their juices mingled in a potent cocktail.