I chuckled, and for the next two hours, we drank, talking about nothing in particular. It was well into midnight by the time I found myself sitting on her swing, in the cold, frigid night air. I sat there, wanting to feel close to her.
Waiting.
Like she’d magically show up. I don’t know how long I sat there feeling her, but not seeing her when my phone rang, and Cain’s name appeared on my screen. We hadn’t spoken since last night.
I answered, “Yeah?”
“We cool yet?”
“I’m not sure.”
“Leo, I swear to you on the Playboy Pact and our friendship that I was never going to have sex with her. I knew she’d stop me, I knew you’d show up and find us together, it was why I was provoking you. I wanted you to show up. It was the only reason I started dating her. I have no interest in Mila other than friendship. I need you to believe me. I can’t lose you as a friend, a brother, I fucking love you, man.”
“I know. I fucking love you too.”
“So we’re good?”
“I might need to hit you a few more times, but yeah, we’re good.”
He scoffed out a chuckle.
“As much as I hate to admit it, you did help me realize how much I do love her. I never had a problem with any of her shitty boyfriends because I knew nothing would come of them. With you, it was immediately different. I mean fuck… I knew I was in love with her after we made love, but I couldn’t ask her to stay for me. And now, I’d get on my knees and beg her to come home to me. Shit, I almost did.”
“You’re breaking the pact, huh?”
“I should have broken it a long time ago.”
“Well, I got some good news for you.”
“Oh yeah? What’s that?”
Out of nowhere, someone started pushing me on her swing.
“Ashton,” I groaned, thinking he came back. “How many times do I have to tell you? I don’t want titties in my face.”
“Not even mine?”
My eyes snapped toward the familiar voice, as Cain stated, “You’re welcome,” into the phone.
I hung up and she smiled.
“So, I thought about it.”
“And?”
“I can’t stay away from you any longer. I shouldn’t have let you leave last night, but you’re right, I was being stubborn. I got all my stuff in order today and left as soon as I could. I’m here, for you. I also realized something else though.”
“What’s that?”
“I’m glad you let me leave.”
“Is that right?”
She looked deep into my eyes, and the same intense gaze stared back at her.
“Mmm hmm. If you hadn’t let me leave, then I wouldn’t be standing here, finding my way back to you. I love you, Leo. With all my heart. It’s just you and me. It’s always just been Leo and Mila. I never want that to change about us. You’ll always be my best friend.”
“But now you’ll get to sit on my face too.” Standing, I brought her lips to meet mine. With my hands framing her face, I kissed her.
Slow.
Passionate.
Intense.
“I want you,” she moaned, and I didn’t have to be told twice.
Moving my hands from her face down to her body, I gripped onto her ass and wrapped her legs around my torso. Placing her on my lap when I sat back down on her swing. Our hands started to roam everywhere, unable to decide where we wanted to touch each other the most. Her tiny, delicate hand slid into my gym shorts.
“Fuck,” I growled, as she stroked me up and down. Her hand barely closed around my shaft. I slid over her silk panties and she was already soaking wet for me, making my balls ache.
I couldn’t believe I was finally touching her again. Her hips moved against my hand.
Faster and faster.
Wetter and wetter she became.
“Yes, baby… Come on my fingers.” Kissing along her jawline, I took in every blush of her face, every moan of her lips, and every movement Mila made, had my cock throbbing.
“I love you. I love you, Leo.” Her body tightened fucking fierce, getting off on the back and forth motion of my fingers hitting her g-spot until she released a fast-heavy stream. “Oh God.” Her legs quivered, and her body trembled.
“You just squirted down my hand, you dirty, dirty, girl.”
“I don’t know how you keep doing that.”
“I do.” Positioning myself at her opening, I teased her with the head of my cock, before choking the fuck out of my shaft with her tight pussy. Spreading her wetness, inch by inch, a little more each time. Her mouth parted, her eyes shut tightly as she took me in completely.
“And now I’m going to make you come on my cock.”
She panted, I filled her to the tilt. Slowly, she swayed, getting used to the feeling of my dick deep inside of her.
“Have you been with anyone since—”
“No.”
“Wow. Good to know.” She smiled against my lips. “You’re not going to last a long time at all.”
I laughed from deep within my chest. Shaking the entire swing while she gazed adorably at me. This wasn’t how I pictured our reunion, but I loved the fact that we were still being us. Nothing had changed.
Our connection.
Our friendship.
Our love.
We were still best friends.
Mila.
Leo.
One.
With a hard, strong hold, I gripped onto her hips, rocking her back and forth on my dick.
Over and over again.
She locked her arms around my neck. We fervently kissed as she rode me, there on her swing. The whole world was shut out. Even in the cold, I’d never felt hotter.
It was just the two of us.
And I never wanted to leave.
“You’re so fucking beautiful with my cock inside you.”
“You’re just saying that because you like to watch your cock go in and out of my pussy.”
“What can I say? It’s the three most beautiful things. You and my cock.”
“Is having sex with me making you lose your mind? What’s the third one?”
“Making you come.”
“Then I suggest you get to work on the last one.”
“That a challenge, Lala? Taunting me like I didn’t just make you squirt for me.”
“Only one way to find out.”
I moved one of my hands to her clit. Her breathing escalated as soon as she realized what I was about to do. She encouraged me, bucking her hips forward.
“Leo…”
“Yeah, babe. Just like that… Fuck me…” I growled from deep within my chest.
My other hand roughly dug into her hip bone, helping her ride my dick. I could feel her pussy tighten, gripping my cock like a fucking vise. Vaguely feeling her shiver. Leaning in, she started kissing me more aggressively than before. I grabbed the back of her neck instead, wanting to bring her closer, needing that connection, our bodies touching.
Our lips moved on their own accord, no longer having control over our movements.
I growled, “Fuck… you feel good,” Thrusting my hips upward, I roughly gripped onto her hips again.
Moving her harder.
Faster.
For her pleasure and mine.
Feeling her g-spot on my tip.