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Slicking up his hard length and pushing wet fingers into me to ease the glide, he positioned himself at my entrance. I pulled my legs up, still on my back, so that he could push in further. I gasped as I felt him fill me up, so hot and hard. He paused for a minute to allow me to adjust. The length of him hit me perfectly.
Will’s cock was a thing of beauty, long, but not monstrously so. It was uncut and thick. Just the feeling of him being inside me again had my inner muscles clamping down on him, making him moan out my name. “Won’t last long, if you keep doing that.”
My release wasn’t far off, either. “You feel too good, I’m close already.”
A few careful thrusts were soon followed by sure strokes inside me. He came down over me, his stomach pressing on my cock, his arms wrapping around me as our mouths met in a messy kiss. Breathless, panting out moans and grunts, I wrapped my legs around his hips, keeping him close as he moved deep inside me.
Never had sex been like this before; this was like making love. Everything tingled with sensation. We kissed, licked and sucked every inch of skin we could reach. I couldn’t get enough of this feeling. Will wrapped around me, deep inside me, whispering in my ear, “So good. Andy, missed this, I’m close.”
I could only grunt as his thrusts grew harder and he pulled back a little, changing the angle, this time hitting my prostate.
“There! More!” Frantic, chasing the release that I could feel just out of reach, I began pushing my hips up to meet his.
“I’m close!” he rasped against my neck, voice wrecked. Knowing I needed more to get me there, Will snaked a hand between us to grasp my cock in a tight hold, our thrusting making me fuck his fist, my precum slicking the movement. With a twist over the tip, I let out a cry as I came hard, vision whiting out for a second. My orgasm and the way my muscles clamped down on him, had Will finding his release inside me, biting my shoulder and moaning against my sweaty skin. The feeling of his cum inside my hole had my dick twitching. A small spurt of cum joining the rest smeared between us. Will laughed, a tortured sound as my muscles spasmed around him again.
His lips met mine again in a gentle kiss, hands cupping my head reverently, as mine stroked over his back. Time passed with us kissing and sharing gentle touches as we lay joined, coming down from the high. Absolutely satiated, I just basked in the joy of this moment.
All too soon, his softening cock slipped out of my body, the empty feeling causing me to groan. Will made to leave the bed to get something to clean us up, but I grabbed at him.
“Just grab my t-shirt.” I said quietly, trying not to break the mood. Handing it to me for a perfunctory clean up, I could feel his hesitation. I dropped back against the pillows, stretching a hand out to him, “Stay,” I whispered sleepily, relaxing further as he settled into bed behind me, pulling the covers over us and wrapping me up in his arms.
Just before I drifted off into sleep I muttered quietly, “Hmm, love you,” already fast asleep before I registered the way Will’s body tensed around me.
Nineteen - Andy
Waking up alone wasn’t any real surprise, nor was the sickening feeling of hurt that I felt over it. Except it was all my fault. There was no one to blame but me. Maybe we could have awkwardly talked about things this morning, if I hadn’t opened my big mouth.
I was an idiot. Had to be. Otherwise why else would I have dropped the L bomb on my “friend” just after we had just had the most mind blowing sex I’d ever had? Dumbass.
There had to be a way to fix this mess. Maybe just apologizing and having a little bit of distance would do. Ideally, I’d do it in person, but we had to go the whole day in the office together, and after the last few days of closeness, people were going to notice. So I had to sort this out before we got to work.
In between getting a much-needed shower, dressing and grabbing a quick breakfast, I must’ve called Will about five times. He didn’t pick up; the calls going straight to voicemail. Frustrated, I couldn’t think clearly and nearly called Abby for advice. She wouldn’t be happy with a call this early, but she’d answer. I couldn’t deal with a lecture though, so I gave up that idea.
Blowing out a breath, I decided just to text him and hope that he read it before we got to the office.
Andy: I’m really sorry about what I said last night. I know I’m pushing too hard. We shouldn’t have had sex, but I don’t regret it. Can you forget I opened my mouth and let us go back to being friends? Just pretend that everything after the movie didn’t happen? I don’t want it to be weird at work.
I perched on the arm of the sofa, my leg still stiff and sore from overdoing it the day before. Honestly not expecting a reply, it was a surprise when one came in a few minutes later.
Will: I don’t regret it either, but I don’t think we should do it again. Not until I can sort my shit out. I care about you too much to mess with your head. In the friendship league, you are my number one. See you at work.
Tears welled up.His number one? The relief was profound. Okay, so things might be a little weird, but we could get past this. Our friendship wasn’t dead and buried, and he’d writtennot until, meaning we could be something more in the future. I could wait.
***
Things at the office were a little off, but not to the others. I could see it in the tense way that Will held himself, the lapses in conversations, and spending lunch alone while Will went out to eat with James instead of me. Will suggested that I order in, since I was hobbling about a bit, and he was right, but I still wished that he had stayed with me. Even if it was uncomfortable, we just needed to push through this weird patch.
Henry had texted to ask if I was up for the gym or if I just wanted to meet them at the bar. He had news to share and wanted to tell us all together. Opting for the bar, I decided to go home and do boring adult stuff, like laundry, and try not to mope about the fuck up I’d made of things. Beating myself up wasn’t going to change anything.
That reply from Will had done a lot to ease the hurt of this morning, and I caught myself daydreaming about last night as I tidied up my apartment. Thinking of how at home he’d acted here soothed something in my heart. It wasn’t one-sided any more.
Twenty - Will
When Andy told me that he loved me, after the most mind-blowing sex ever, I freaked out a little. Okay, a lot. To be fair, the last person that told me that they loved me, that wasn’t my mom or Matty, went and cheated on me, with my brother, in our bed. The person before that, well, she married my other brother, instead of me. So those words of love had become paired with being betrayed in my eyes.
After pushing back a panic attack while Andy slept unawares, I gently pushed him off me, covered him carefully in the blankets, dressed quietly, and left.
The rain had eased slightly but I was still soaked through when I got home, having taken my time walking, just processing.
