Page 34 of Accidentally Falling For My Best Friend
“Are we cool?” he asks, finally sounding a little less confident.
I turn back to him so that he can see the sincerity in my expression as I respond. “Of course, Oak. We’re always good,” I promise, and I can see his shoulders relax a bit in relief. Then I rush back to my own room for another shower, determined to take as much time getting ready for tonight as I can. If Oakley and I try to hang out alone before dinner, I have no idea how I’ll behave around him.
I’m probably going to be super awkward. But, there’s also a part of me that worries I’ll try to recreate the kiss we had months ago.
Now that I’ve confirmed just how good things with Oakley can make me feel, will I be able to resist the temptation?
17
OAKLEY
September
All throughout dinner and the show last night, I could not get Parker’s O face out of my mind.
Or his giant cock. He’s been my best friend for long enough that I knew he was packing, but I’ve never seen him hard before, and that thing is massive. I’m surprised that his exes weren’t constantly walking funny. Do people really even like dicks that are that big?
My own cock twitches as I picture it,so I guess I seem to like how big it is. The whole situation was pretty hot too.Especially when I was thinking aboutwhyhe was so hard. Was it just from watching me? Is he a voyeur or something? We’ve never talked about kinks, mostly because I assumed we didn’t really have any to talk about, but maybe he likes to watch other people get off.
I would definitely volunteer again.
Ugh. I shouldn’t be thinking that. Things are complicated enough between us right now. I don’t need to be adding more mutual orgasms to the mix.
Parker is my person, and the last few months of us being so stiff and careful around each other have left me feeling completely untethered. I need to get my act together so that things can go back to normal between us.
Not that coming my brains out while watching him get himself off was ever our norm, but things were never awkward after hearing each other do that same thing in college. Maybe we can use this as a tipping point, a fun moment that pushes us back to the way things have always been.
We kissed and I made things weird when I was surprised by how much I enjoyed it. Yesterday, I confirmed that Parker is sexy as fuck, and now that I know that, I can move on.
Maybe I just need to get some of my confusing thoughts out, and then when I actually talk about it, everything will make sense again. I’ve always been the type of learner who needed to explain things out loud to someone else to fully grasp them myself. In school, Parker used to let me pretend to teach him concepts that he definitely already knew, so that I would remember them. As an adult, I always have my best ideas for the company when I’m talking them through with Parker or other members of my team.
Why didn’t I think of this before? Maybe the reason I’ve been so weird with Parker is because I’ve been trying to suppress my feelings. I’m so used to sharing literally every mundane detail of my life, so maybe bottling them up has turned me into this awkward version of myself.
Obviously, Parker is not the ideal person for me to talk this through with. If I end up confirming that the kiss, and now the shared orgasms, meant more to me than they did to him, I don’t want to make things even weirder between us.
But Parker isn’t my only friend. Actually, I have someone who might know exactly what I’m going through. Cody and my brother are back in the city, officially together now. Cody didn’trealize that he was bi until he was almost thirty. Even knowing he went through that didn’t clue me in, though. Apparently, my own bi-awakening took me literally kissing my best friend, and then watching him come, for me to acknowledge a desire I’ve been ignoring for most of my life.
I pull my phone out and find Cody’s number, immediately hitting the call button. I don’t want to wait around for him to respond to a text.
He answers on the second ring. “Hey, Oakley! Everything okay? I don’t think you’ve ever called me before. Not that I’m not always happy to hear from you,” he says before I can respond to any of it. He’s kind of a rambler, always excited and peppy. It’s cute how he and my brother balance each other out with how different they are.
“I’m fine,” I assure him. “Just wanted to check if you guys were home. I was wondering if I could stop by for a bit?”
“Oh, yeah, we’re home for the next few hours at least, you guys can come by whenever!” He sounds thrilled by the suggestion, and I smile, but realize that he said “you guys,” so he must assume Parker is coming too.
“Just me today,” I say, not sure what excuse I’ll give, but I know I want to talk to Cody without Parker there.
“Oh, no wonder you’re bored if Parker is busy,” Cody says with a laugh. “See you soon!”
Parker should still be showering; we finished up our workout for this morning not too long ago, so maybe I can leave before he’s done. I don’t want to give Parker the chance to assume I’m inviting him with me. I don’t think I’d be able to turn him down, which would defeat the whole purpose of my visit. So, I sneak into the living space, and when I don’t see him around, I quietly slip out of the condo.
I send him a quick text saying I needed to grab somethingat the store and didn’t want to wait for him to be done, but I’d be back soon and to let me know if he needs anything.I hate lying to him.I don’t think I’ve ever had a reason to lie to him before, but I need to do this.
When I getto their condo, my brother is the one who’s waiting to answer the door.
“Why would you call Cody and not me?” Beck asks, already sounding suspicious.
“Because I knew he would be more excited to see me than you, obviously,” I tease with an eye roll. I push my way past him into the large space and find Cody waiting at their table with snacks and an assortment of beverage options laid out.
