Page 16 of More Than a Friend
I spread my legs to give her more room, and Ava’s eyes widen as my most intimate place is revealed to her.
A bit of self-doubt creeps in. My thighs are thick and dimpled by cellulite. At least I never skip my monthly wax appointment, so my pussy is bare save for the little strip of dark hair on the top. I know Ava and I have seen each other in swimsuits or just our underwear, but we’ve never seen each other this exposed.
Any doubt I had is washed away by the way Ava’s eyes darken as they lock on my pussy.
Ava looks up at me from beneath her lashes. “You’re wet.”
I laugh a little at her awestruck expression. “Yes, I am.”
“Did I do that?” she whispers.
“Yeah, sweetheart. You did. Are you going to take care of it?”
Ava nods, but then bites her lip. “What do you like?”
I lean forward and cup her face. “I’ll like anything you do, Ava. Don’t overthink it. As long as you can find my clit, you’ll be able to get me there.”
Determination hardens her features, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything sexier.
Until Ava takes off her shirt.
She isn’t wearing a bra, so her breasts are completely exposed, rosy nipples puckered from a mix of arousal and the slight chill in the air.
She’s got stretch marks on the sides from breastfeeding and some on her stomach from two pregnancies.
She’s so goddamn beautiful. A work of art.
“I didn’t want to get my shirt wet,” she says when she notices me staring.
“I’m not complaining. You’re captivating, Ava.”
Her whole upper body flushes at my compliment.
Ava scoots forward, looking up at me again for reassurance. I nod for her to go ahead, and she pokes her little pink tongue between her lips and licks slowly between my pussy lips.
“Oh, fuck,” I moan.
Spurred on by my reaction, Ava licks again, more confidently. Her tongue swipes up the wetness gathered at my entrance. She sloppily explores my pussy with her tongue, and though I’m dying to feel it against my clit, I don’t say anything.
When her tongue finally makes its way to my bundle of nerves, my body jolts at the pleasure.
“That’s it, sweetheart. That’s where I want your mouth,” I moan, placing my hand on the back of her head to gently keep her there.
Ava’s lips close around my clit, sucking gently before her tongue swirls around it. It’s pure heaven, but I know I’ll need a little more.
“Use your fingers, Ava. Keep the pressure on my clit with your mouth and put two fingers—” My words are cut off by a low moan as two of her fingers work inside me. “Yesss. That’s it, sweetheart. Now, crook them up until you find my—good girl.” Her fingers fumble a little until they find the spot to help send me over the edge.
At my praise, Ava moans against my pussy, sending a jolt of lust through me. She alternates between greedy licks and firm sucks of my clit, and while my eyes want to roll into the back of my head, I keep them open and firmly locked on the image of my best friend between my thighs.
Ava’s mouth is like a dream come true, and the fact it’shereagerly licking and kissing my pussy is what sends me over the edge. Her inexperienced first time eating pussy has me coming harder and faster than I ever have before.
I orgasm with a cry of her name, unable to keep my eyes from closing as stars burst behind them.
When Ava pulls back, her chin wet with my release, a surge of overwhelming affection clogs my throat.
She licks her lips and pulls her bottom one between her teeth. “Did I do okay?”
I bark out a disbelieving laugh. “Did you do okay? Ava, I saw fucking stars. Are you sure you’ve never done this before?”
