Page 37 of Accidentally Falling For My Best Friend
“Goodniiiiight Parker,” he sings out, blowing me a kiss before walking out of the villa, leaving me alone to daydream about the man I’m about to be sharing a bed with.
The soundof waves crashing into the beach rouses me from my sleep. I’m not ready to actually wake up, it’s so peaceful and I’m so comfortable and warm despite passing out on top of the covers. There’s a solid weight wrapped around my bare waist, holding me in place and making me feel safe and secure in a way I don’t remember feeling in years.
Is there an arm wrapped around me?
It takes me another few seconds to blink myself fully awake and remember where I am.
Bora Bora. In the villa. With Oakley.
My whole body tenses as I slowly turn my head to confirm that Oakley is in fact, wrapped around me. He’s sleeping peacefully, looking completely at ease.Not going to focus on how great having him surrounding me in bed feels.Maybe I can slowly ease my way out of his hold and pretend like I’m not loving every second of this.
Just another moment and I’ll move.
Except when I do finally shift, Oak tightens hishold on me, pulling me in even closer to him. Then he grinds his hard dick into my ass and lets out a soft groan.
Holy shit.
My cock is immediately interested, thickening and tenting the thin sleep shorts that I’m wearing. He’s slowly rocking his cock into me, and completely without my permission, I realize that my hips are shifting back into him, meeting the motion.
I freeze.Fuck, what do I do?
If I make any sudden moves and wake him up, he’ll know that he’s humping me in his sleep, and he’ll see the very obvious evidence of what that’s doing to me. For all I know, he’s actively dreaming about a woman. But I’m awake and I have no excuse to offer for my own arousal. I guess I can pretend to be asleep, but I’m such a bad actor. Oakley would know I was lying and that would only make things more awkward.
Before I can decide to do anything, Oakley stops rutting into me and lets out a soft chuckle. “Sorry, Park. I must have been having a good dream,” he says in a soft tone that’s full of gravel.
“You’re fine,” I mumble, still frozen, hoping that my breathing is somewhat normal so he won’t notice I’m freaking out. He hasn’t actually moved away from me at all yet, his strong arm still wrapped tightly around me.
“Just like high school, huh? I wonder how many times you woke up with my morning wood digging into your ass,” he says in that same raspy tone that has no right to be so sexy. His hand loosens his grip slightly, only now it’s resting lightly on my lower abs, which is definitely not helping my cock get the memo that it needs to fucking calm down.Is this a dream? Some sort of twisted fantasy where the man I’m obsessed with teases me but doesn’t actually touch me?I’m pretty sure that this is real though, even my nightmares don’t have this level of detailed torture. I don’t think I’m creative enough for my mind to come up with a scenario so bittersweet.
“I miss sleeping together. I always got the best rest when we used to share a bed back then,” he goes on, still spooning me, his hard dick still pressed against me.
My own aching erection that was already straining toward my abdomen twitches at the mention of us sleeping together. I panic that Oak would have somehow noticed and try to shift away from him slightly, but when I move, my shorts must catch on the sheets and don’t quite go with me.
To my absolute horror, the movement allows my cock to free itself so that it’s now sticking right out of the loose waistband. Oak’s fingers are mere centimeters from the tip.
I have no shirt on, there's no blanket covering us.
I have no idea how I’m going to get out of this without Oakley finding out about my attraction to him.
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OAKLEY
October
Iknow that I should move. Put distance between my aching cock and Parker’s ass. But what Ishoulddo, and what Iwant to doare very different things right now.
What did Cody say about chasing what makes you happy?
I fidget, tracing my fingers over the defined muscles in his abs as I admit how much I miss being able to sleep with him every night.
I hadn’t intended to go to sleep as early as I did, but I came in from my brief tour of the property, and Parker's brows were furrowed as he squirmed in the bed. I couldn’t tell if he was actually having a nightmare, or was just struggling to sleep, but I didn’t hesitate. I just stripped down to my underwear and climbed onto the bed.
He relaxed slightly when I scooted in right next to him, but he continued to toss and turn. I eventually stopped resisting my own desires and pulled him into my arms like I had wanted to from the moment I walked in. He finally settled, and knowing that I’m stillable to help him sleep after all of these years offers me my own deep sense of peace.
I decide to finally stop being inappropriate and go to slide my hand away from Parker’s abs, but he shifts at that same moment, and I graze something that's both silky and hard. It takes my still sleep-hazy mind a moment to catch up and realize the only thing it could be.
I just touched Parker’s hard dick.
