Page 48 of Accidentally Falling For My Best Friend
“Literally anything else,” he deadpans.
“Hmmmm. What’s something that’s fun but still implies authority?” I called him babe in Bora Bora. It just slipped out and he didn’t seem to even notice, but that’s not the type of nickname I’m going for right now.
“Can’t you just call me Parker or Park like you normally do?”
“Not when we’re both naked. Where’s the fun in that?” I think about it for another moment before the most obvious option comes to me. “Ranger! Like a park ranger, get it?”
Parker just blankly stares at me for a few seconds. “I get the name reference… But I don’t understand how that’s better than my name?”
“It’s fun!” I insist, looking up at him with big eyes.I start to slowly unbutton his shirt as I use the most over the top sex voice I can manage. “Come on, Ranger. You’re all dirty. Do you need some help getting cleaned up?” I wink as I run my hands under his shirt and over his pecs, grazing my thumb over his nipple. “Not that a big, strong man like you probably ever needs help with anything,” I continue, batting my lashes.
Parker rolls his amber eyes, the almost golden color shining in contrast against his silver skin, but he’s smiling. “I want to tell you that you’re ridiculous and that this isn’t doing anything for me, but I’m going to need you to cut that shit out before I say fuck the makeup and strip you for a much less practical reason,” he says in a dark tone, as if he’s trying to warn me against something I wouldn’t enjoy.
“Don’t tempt me with a good time,” I respond, quickly pulling my shirt off, ready to get off now and deal with the makeup later.
“Fuck, Oak, orgasms after this itchy shit is off of my face. I want to be able to focus," he says with a playful slap to my ass that has me grinning even more.
“Will there be more spanking, please, Ranger?” I taunt, totally okay with that idea.
“You really are a brat, aren't you?” he asks fondly, and I just shrug, stripping down the rest of the way before I grab the bottle Aspen gave me and a couple extra wash clothes to bring into the shower. Parker joins me and it isn’t easy,I definitely don’t think he could have done it all by himself, but eventually I get all the makeup off. I barely even groped his muscles as I was soaping him up too. I feel like I deserve a reward for being so good, ignoring my hard cock the entire time was almost impossible.
“There’s your handsome face!” I say, cupping his cheek with my hand after the last of it’s gone.
“I’m glad my face is still there after all of that scrubbing. Earlier I was hot, but now I’m only handsome, should I put the makeup back on?” he teases.
“Ha-ha. You’re always hot, you know that,” I say, stroking his cheek with my thumb. His eyes are wide though, like he’s surprised by the compliment, so I step forward, going up on my toes to bump my hard cock into his to show him just how attractive I think he is. “See.”
“Fuck, even that feels good,” he groans, grabbing my hips, bending down to line up our cocks as he holds me against him. Then he wraps his large hand around us both and strokes. A surprised moan escapes my lips at the sensation of our dicks rubbing together inside of his tight grip.How did I not know how amazing that could be?
But this shower isn’t meant for multiple people, especially when one of them is as massive as Parker. We’ve had to switch off who was under the stream of water as we washed up and I know we’d be more comfortable if we got out. “Want to move to your bed?” I force myself to suggest, not wanting to stop.
“Yeah,” he says, but his hand doesn’t slow its movement on our cocks.
It feels so fucking good, but I also want to try something else tonight. “Come on,” I say laughing, finally stepping back and turning off the water.
“Fiiine,” he groans and we quickly dry off.
I don’t bother wrapping a towel around my waist and head straight to his bed, sitting down on the edge, not-so patiently waiting for him to follow.
“Any bets tonight?” he asks, and my smile gets even wider. He also skipped a towel and hasn’t bothered to reattach his pump yet, so obviously we’re on the same page. He looks so fucking hot, his muscles on display, hard cock straining toward me.
“I bet…that you’ll like rimming,” I say with a smirk.
His eyes widen and his cheeks darken. Seeing this giant man blushing because of me is such a turn on. “Okay, geton the bed,” he says, gesturing toward it. It takes me a second to realize what he’s implying.
“No, I was trying to be the one eating you out,” I explain with a laugh.
“Oh. Really?” His cheeks get even darker. “You want to?”
“Hell yeah, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about your ass all night. You can do it next time, but if you’re okay with it, I’d really like to.”
He’s still staring at me hesitantly, so I stand up and grab his hands, pulling him to sit down on the edge of the bed next to me. “We don’t have to. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable,” I assure him.
“It’s not that I don’t want to,” he says with a laugh. “It’s just surprising. I mean, a few months ago we would laugh at anyone who thought we were dating, and now you’re casually asking to stick your tongue in my ass.”
I laugh too. “So, is that a yes?” I ask, trying not to sound too excited in case he isn’t up for it.
“Oak, I think I’d let you do anything you want to me,” he admits with a sigh.
