Page 40 of Little Fury

“Why?”

“Did you just ask me why we’re watching‘Resident Evil’? Marcus! I think maybe we shouldn’t be best friends anymore.”

“If that’s how you feel, Ava, I’m sure we could think of other ways to stay close.”

“Wow, look at you with dirty innuendos.”

“Thanks, I’m quite good at them.” He and I chuckle.

“Good night, Marcus.”

“Night, Ava.”

When I wake up, I’m instantly aware of where I am, and who has his arms around my middle; one of his hands is under my T-shirt. His hand is splayed on my sternum, his thumb resting against the underside of my breast.

Well, this is new.

Unsure of what to do, I lay there, not moving.

You should get out of bed.

Or should I lay here a bit longer? I don’t hate being close to him like this if I’m being honest.

Okay, but what if he minds?

He's asleep; he probably has no idea whom he is spooning and whose underside of their breast his thumb is stroking.

“Fuck”. I mutter under my breath, feeling his thumb brushing against my skin, causing goosebumps to break out.

I feel Marcus start to stir behind me. He buries his face into my neck and breathes me in. He releases a soft groan, and I feel his arm tighten around me. Fuck I need to wake him up.

“Marcus,”I saysoftlyas I run my hand over his arm. That arm pulls my body closer to his. His body, I am fully aware, isway bigger and harder than the last time we shared a bed. When we were younger, if one of us had a nightmare, we would crawl into the other’s bed. But it has been years since either of us has done that.

His hand moves farther up my breast, and my nipple hardens from the contact.

Nope. Nope, Ava, he is your best friend. Get your body away from him.

What if he wakes up embarrassed? I pull out of his grasp, not caring if I wake him up. I don’t want things to be awkward between us.

“No, stay,”Marcus says into my neck.“You’re warm, and to be perfectly honest, there is no better feeling than having a woman's breast in your hand.”

“Nice. Can't say I’ve felt the same way about a woman's breast,”I reply with a chuckle.

“That’s a shame, Ava, you're missing out.”His thumb brushes over my nipple, I suck in a sharp breath at his touch. My alarm goes off then, breaking the moment. I roll onto my stomach and groan into the mattress.

“We have 40 minutes until we have to be at the airport to get through security and shit,”I tell him, my face still pressed into the mattress.

I hear him sigh and roll away from me. Turning my head to look at him as he stands up, relieved to see I wasn’t the only one affected by our impromptu spooning, but I’m also a little unsure about what the fuck just happened. I get out of bed and head to the bathroom.

Passing Marcus on the way. I keep my eyes down, but as I step past him, his hand goes to his cock, squeezing it. I look up at him, our eyes meeting, my cheeks flush. Quickly breaking eye contact I step into the bathroom, closing the door behind me. Leaning my head against the door I take in a calming breath.

By the time we get through check-in and security, our flight is about to start boarding.

“Wow, we cut that pretty close,”I say.

“Don’t even. I know you like to see how close to boarding you can get when you fly.”

“I hate waiting.”

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