But at that moment, Anna’s lips moved back to mine, and I shoved all that away. Because in that moment, all that mattered was her and I, and the ferocity of that kiss.
She pushed my shirt from my shoulders, and as I yanked it from my arms, she reached behind her and let her bra drop as well. I hadn’t even worn a bra that night, and as she slipped back into my arms, I moaned into her as I felt warm skin against skin, and the electric feel of her nipples dragging across my breasts. Our lips crashed back together, hungry and needing. We started to move somehow up to the bed, our lips still, sealed together, our tongues wrestling with the other as she pushed me back on my bed and moaned into my mouth as she slid on top of me.
My hands moved up her back to her head, finger sliding into her long red hair as I kissed her with all the fire I’d always wanted to but never even realize or at least never admitted. I could feel her fingers fumbling as they reached for the front of my jeans, popping the button before struggling with zipper. We pulled apart then, giggling as we stared up into each other’s eyes.
“What are we doing?” She gasped as my hand slipped between us over the soft skin of her tummy and started to pull at the button of her jeans.
“I- I don’t know,” I whispered, shivering as I felt her pull my zipper down slowly.
“We can stop,” she said, her face red and her breath coming fast as I pulled at her zipper.
“I doubt that,” I husked out, moaning as her lips crashed back into mine.
Yeah, we weren’t stopping. Not a chance.
My fingers slipped into the sides of her jeans, and I shivered as I felt them brush under the lace edge of her panties. She arched her back as I started to push both over her hips, sliding them down over her ass as the blood roared like fire in my ears. I could feel her hands struggling to yank my own pants off, and I pushed her up just for a second as I quickly got them down my legs and kicked them off.
Anna stood and quickly slid jeans and panties down, reaching down to tug them off her feet before standing and meeting my gaze. We were frozen like that for a single second - breaths held, eyes locked, and hearts beating.
And then we crashed together.
I gasped as she slid on top of me, pushing me down onto the bed and kissing me fiercely. Her body molded against mine, her skin hot and her kisses hungry. Her hands moved up my sides to slide up and cup my breath, her thumb teasing over my nipple as my legs tangled with hers. My hands ran up and down her back, grabbing the soft curve of her ass and holding her to me tightly, feeling the wet heat from her pussy right against my thigh.
Anna pulled away with a gasp, her face red and her eyes wildly searching mine as she suddenly frowned. “Tyler?”
I squeezed my eyes shut, biting my lip feeling my heart beating a mile a minute. “I- I don’t know.”
I opened my eyes to see her swallowing heavily, her eyes darting across my face and her lip trembling. “We should stop-“
“No!” The word came out harder and sharper than I’d meant to, and I quickly shook my head. “No, I mean-” I looked into her eyes. I didn’t know what this all meant, for whatever Tyler and I were, but also for what she and I were. I didn’t know that, but I did know one thing.
I knew I wanted her.
My hand slid up to her cheek, cupping her face as I looked right into my best friend’s eyes and took a deep breath. “I don’t know what this means, but I know I don’t want you to stop.”
And this time I was the one that kissed her, fiercely, madly, and with everything I had. Our bodies crushed together, skin against skin, nipples rubbing against one another, and the throbbing heat between our legs growing hotter and wetter. I whimpered into her kiss as I felt her hand sliding down between us, and when I felt her fingers slide over my clit, I broke the kiss and cried out.
Her fingers pushed through my wet folds, finding my center and pressing in as her lips moved over my chest to my nipple. She licked it tentatively before wrapping her lips around it and tongue the pink little bud, making me arch my back as I ran my fingers through her hair. Her touch was gentle, and she slowly pushed her finger deeper before curling it up and stroking the inside of my pussy.
Slowly, haltingly, I slid my hand down her side, teasing my fingers over the skin of her hip until they found the small strip of soft hair between her legs. Anna whimpered as I let my fingers linger there for a second before I took a deep breath and pushed them down into the silken wetness of her slit.
Holy shit was that hot.