Unfriended(Love in New Highland Book 1)(29)

She made a muffled sound and tried to pull back. "You can't-Asher-you really can't say that to me."

"Charis Sloane's naked body, naked body, naked body … " This time I didn't actually withdraw, just chanted against her mouth.

"Asher!" She was having a hard time of it, between giggles and wiggling  to evade me-both my mouth and the hand I'd slid behind her back, lightly  crushing her against me.

Oh, fuck, yes. She tasted good. Sure, she was smacking me here and  there, but her efforts were feeble compared to what I knew she was  capable of.

"You gonna knee me in the balls?" I said softly against her mouth.

"You know it." But her body language told me I wasn't going to get my balls kicked quite yet.

"Then maybe I'll check you out right here." I flicked open a few black  buttons and slid my hand inside her coat, curling my fingers around her  ribcage to bask in the heat coming through the thin camisole. I wasn't  used to seeing her in clothing so bare. Even as a teenager, she'd  gravitated toward tee shirts.

No way she was wearing a bra with this thing. A happy thought.

Her eyes bugged out, as if she couldn't believe I'd dared. "What are you actually doing?"

"Checking you out." My thumb eased up along the softest of swells to a  nipple. My intentions had been merely to brush it, test it out, maybe  tease it through the cloth, but I didn't expect it to be killer-hard  already, to stab my palm. I sucked in a breath.

"Holy hell, Char, I know it's cold out here, but damn, you're … "

"Asher, don't you even-"

But I was already squeezing the bud between my thumb and forefinger.

"Asher!"

The sound of motor traffic nabbed my attention. I was standing here in  the rain with street lights shining on me, embracing a woman in an  entirely inappropriate way, considering, A) we were in public, and B) it  was Charis, not some woman I was already fucking.

But now I'd started, why stop? The nipple I'd captured was aroused, and  not only from cold, since as soon as I started rolling and twisting, its  owner started moaning.

Now I was helpless to stop, because fuck me, Charis clearly liked tit play.

The words were out before I thought twice: "You want me to go under your shirt and work you over?"

"Work me what? Oh, geez, I can't believe this … " She started to push me  away, but ended up arching into me, pushing her flesh even harder into  my hand.

That little push did me in, detonated something in my brain. Sloane's  breast wasn't just responsive; it was wildly responsive. Whatever her  voice said, her body wanted my touch.

I backed us into the shadows, in the semi-privacy of a nook, never  taking my hand out of her coat, an essentially moronic thing to do. Any  passersby could easily see us if they turned their heads.

Yet stopping didn't occur to me, not with Charis letting me virtually  milk her with my fingers. I mean, she was mewling. Could she get any  hotter?

If I'd been thinking it through, I'd have determined that my friend is  no quickie to snatch like the last piece of pie. She's the whole  freaking pie.

I wasn't thinking, though. My hands and cock were doing that for me. I licked my lips, like a raw boy in Stage One.                       
       
           



       

It kept thundering through me, deep in my cells: This was her. Forbidden  fruit. With a nipple that was tight and needy of loving. This was the  girl I'd kill to have completely naked, to lick every inch of her body  until she couldn't do anything except explode while I proved to her the  puny age difference between us meant shit and she wasn't anything like  one of my sisters …

I raised up her shirt-

"Oh shit, hold up, Asher, what are you doing?"

Oh, shit, what?

Oh, shit-she was right. What was I doing?

This wasn't a kiss. This was foreplay.

I let her go like she was on fire. Did a complete three-sixty on my heel  while my lungs drank in the frigid air. "Oops," I gasped. "Fucking  hell, Sloane, that was hot."

She was hugging her waist. "What just happened?"

"Nothing like what's about to happen." Determinedly, I strode back up to  her, fisting my hands so they didn't do anything stupid. "We're going  back to your place."

"Oh, yeah?"

"And when we get there, you know what we're gonna do?"

"Um, take over the world?"

I bent down to murmur in her ear. Otherwise I didn't touch her, because, cock out of control.

"No, smartass. I will remove every stitch of clothing touching your  skin. I will put you on your bed and I will look at you the way I've  dreamed of looking at you."

"Dreamed! Pff, you're on crack. C'mon, Ash, what's really going on? This  can't be about my engagement any longer, since it's history. Is this to  do with Aura, or what?"

I stiffened, like she'd kicked me in the balls.

"Fuck your suspicions!" I exploded. "You're unreal sometimes. What's  really going on is that I have a hard-on for you that won't die. You  were my first wet dream and again when you came to our Christmas that  year I was sixteen and the only reason our friendship has been a hundred  percent platonic is because you made it clear that the only way I could  have you was to direct my cock elsewhere."

Her jaw was hanging open. Good. It was time for a dose of reality.

"So I did. I fucked half my high school and then I found Aura. You know  how long my relationship with Aura would have lasted if you weren't  around?"

She didn't reply, not even a head jerk.

"I have a pretty good idea it wouldn't have lasted more than a few  months, tops. I did hope we'd be something more together, her and me,  but it didn't happen. But I'd have given up on the whole affair a lot  sooner if you weren't there. Because with you around, I'd better be  involved with someone or I'd explode. I actually thought there was  something wrong with me, can you believe that?"

I saw her flinch at that.

"Yeah, you treated me like a little brother and I felt like a libidinous  jerk. So I went all in with Aura, trying, I don't know, trying to prove  I could be a decent boyfriend. Ironic, because apparently I dicked her  over good. Ultimately I was bad news for her and she's well rid of me."

"You're not making sense. It makes no sense. You loved her."

"Not enough. Truth is, Char … truth is I lied to myself about you. It's  the biggest mistake I ever made, letting everyone tell me what to think  about you. I always liked everything about you, every fucking thing, and  all you'd have had to do was crook your finger one time and I'd have  taken all of you. All. Of. You. Not friends with benefits, not  sex … everything.

"But you were off limits. And now … now it's all fucked, I'd want you if  you were ten or twenty years older, not just four measly ones. Fuck  Karl, I don't want you getting engaged to fucking anyone. I want you for  myself. And I hope to God I can get you to want me like that, too.  Because that is the only future I see for us."

There. I'd said it.

Damn, but it was terrifying, this spilling all my shit thing.

"That's not true, Asher. You can't." She shook her head.

Her disbelief slammed into me.

Struck me dumb.

I'd said all that to Char … and it meant nothing.

Aura hadn't trusted me when I told her how much I wanted her, but Aura  was an insecure mess. To have my best friend in the world not trust me  when I laid myself out there and admitted my feelings …

How could she? Even if she didn't reciprocate them, how could she just throw them back in my face like that?

I swallowed, feeling my eyes water.

"Don't believe it then. I'm lying. Why should I try to convince you?  Just fucking forget the whole thing. We'll go back to hanging out and  everything'll be hunky-dory. It was all a dream. It never happened."

Her hand flew to her mouth. Remorse filled her expression. "Oh, my God,  no. I didn't mean it like that. Asher, I do believe you. I … " Her face  screwed up and her hand rubbed at her nose and forehead.                       
       
           



       

Charis was tough, yet she looked on the verge of crying, and the only  time I'd seen her cry from emotional causes was when her grandmother had  died.

"I just … you don't get it about me. You think you know me, but there's  stuff you can't know, because we don't talk about it." She muttered  something under her breath.

"What? I didn't hear that."

"I said I'm as bad as Aura in certain respects. I'm not … how did you put  it the other day. Secure in my body. So whatever it is you  imagined … doing with me … there's no point. You might as well forget it.  Because I'll just screw you over, maybe as badly as she did."