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| FRIEND by Nan <<< part 1 PART 2 Of course, in the morning I wanted to kick myself. I guess I was in a bit of a shock last night and couldn't think straight, plus I'd just got past almost being raped, so who could blame me, right? Well, obviously, James could. When I got on the bus he wouldn't even look up when I boarded, even though I knew he saw me approach. So I just continued as if nothing had happened. The last thing I wanted was to make a scene. I was depressed all day and tried to think of a way to approach him, but the thing was, I didn't even know what I wanted. It wasn't like one of those things where you want a guy really badly and when you get him, you're not interested anymore. It wasn't that at all. Things were just so complicated and if we were to get together I was in a state of mind that would just screw everything up. The other thing I started thinking is that it would probably ruin our friendship. Who ever heard of people who started out as friend, who were then lovers and either remained in love or ended up being friends again? My trail of thought was disrupted when James leaned over the seat that was before my own. I was sort of half asleep when this happened and he startled me. "Hi." "James, please don't" "No, it's not…it's not like that. I'm not going to repeat what I said last night." It might have just been me, but I think he blushed. "Look, our friendship…" I started, "Is very important to me too." We used to do that - finish each other's sentences in a kind of childish manner. "What I said last night was obviously not what you wanted to hear…" "James, please I…" "Please, let me just finish this. God, I think I'm turning into you. I even made a bloody list of what I wanted to say to you". We smiled at each other, but our smiles weren't genuine, they were sort of pitiful. "It obviously what you wanted to hear. Hey, at least some good came out of it, Nicky was finally wrong!" "Nick? He told you?" he looked at me and at first I thought he was pissed off at me because I'd interrupted him, but he was just sad. "Yes. Anyway, like you said, our friendship is far too important to the both of us to screw it up. So let's just forget I'd ever said anything and we'll just go back to the way things were, ok?" I needed a second to recollect my thoughts. "I don't want to forget it." I said finally. He seemed shocked but in a hopeful way. It made him look like a child thinking he might get a brilliant toy for Christmas. I had to laugh at that, but just for a second, fore I had to gather up the guts and just go for the full monty (no, I didn't strip!) I slowly leaned towards him without breaking eye contact and gently kissed him on the lips. He seemed rather reluctant, so I broke it before it could actually develop into anything more serious. I had to know for sure that this was indeed what he wanted. It obviously was, because a split second later I saw his eyes shine and then his lips were on mine again. I'd fantasized about this so many times - too many - but it hadn't even come close. This was a man who knew how I wanted to be kissed. Even though it carried such desire and passion on both sides it was still such a soft kiss. His lips were so smooth and skilful, brushing, nibbling and sucking mine. His hands were on my cheeks holding me in place, but giving me enough space to move away if I wanted to, his stubble softly tickling my chin... "Finally!" came a voice from a few rows ahead. I was a bit busy so I forgot that we were on a bus full of people. "Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt anything. Please, continue." It seemed that the look James gave Nick was fierce enough to shut even him up. James turned around to face me and chuckled when he saw me grinning from ear to ear. One of his hands was still on my cheek so I leaned into it, wanting to feel his presence. He came and sat next to me, just holding me, kissing my forehead gently and I drifted off into the most peaceful sleep of the past few weeks. That was a really busy night and we could hardly speak to each other for more than two minutes, which only made us both even more nervous before the later hours, after the gig. I was busy helping Martin and James was doing interviews and everyone kept grinning at me…Just before he was about to go on stage James came over and kissed me, telling me he couldn't wait till after the gig, so that we could be alone. During the gig I stood in on the side of the stage, our eyes meeting every once in a while, both of us needing to be together… When it was over he rushed over, sweat everywhere. He grabbed my arm and led me outside, the wind cooling us down a bit. He quickly hailed a cab and we got in, ignoring everything and everyone around us. I sat close beside him and he pulled my legs over his lap, his hand on my thigh, looking deep within my eyes until he kissed me, no longer able to hold on and letting his tongue brush against my lips until meeting my own gently. We kissed for most of the journey until the cab stopped outside the hotel. He just held my hand and led me to the elevator, his thumb brushing my knuckles as we reached our floor. It wasn't until we got into the apartment that he realized just how nervous I was, my eyes refusing to meet his. He lifted my chin with his outstretched fingers and looked into my eyes: "Baby, we don't need to do anything, I just want to be with you." He slowly kissed my cheeks and led me to the bed, lying me on the covers, both of us completely clothed, our arms wrapped around each others bodies, my head resting on his chest, his hands gently removing my hair from my eyes. He started humming some song, I don't know which, until I fell asleep. Hours later, it must have been about three in the morning, I woke up in an empty bed, James nowhere to be seen until I turned around and noticed the light coming out beneath the bathroom door. James opened the door, the light blinding me. When my eyes finally adjusted he was standing there with a towel around his hips, another in his hands, wiping his damp hair. He noticed I was up: "Mornin'" "This doesn't qualify as morning…" I grunted after discovering I had a cramp in my neck from sleeping on his chest and started rubbing my shoulders as best I could. "Cramp?" "Yeah" He comes over dropping the second towel around his neck as he sat behind me on the bed and started rubbing my sore muscles. His hands felt wonderful against my skin and I leaned back onto him "Oh, right there! Mmmmmmmmm" He moved his hands inside my dress and massaged my skin directly and I undid the buttons in the front, letting the fabric slip from my shoulders without thinking any more about it…he often did this for me because I have back problems. That or I always end up sleeping in really awkward positions. Suddenly he stopped for a second, but then I felt his wonderfully hot breath on my aching skin, his lips caressing it. At first I was surprised, almost forgetting what had happened beforehand. He kissed the sorest spot and I moaned in pleasure as the pain disappeared and my mind went soaring. He took that as approval and started to move around, at first just sticking to my shoulders, using his fingertips, his lips and tongue. He occasionally brushed his teeth against my skin and that combined with his stubble made it burn, but he blew on it, making me shiver in delight. He moved up my neck, sexily licking it and taking my earlobe between his lips, flicking it with his tongue. His hands moved to my stomach and he just held them there, not wanting to push me into something I wasn't ready for. I could feel butterflies rushing over my entire being from the spot where his fingertips touched my skin through the fabric and it wasn't enough anymore. I turned around and sat down on his lap, facing him, our lips only inches away. His eyes were full of doubt and questioning mine, but I wanted this too much, too long to let it slip away now. I closed my eyes and leaned forward, letting our lips meet, not even kissing but just brushing our lips together in something resembling a dance. My hands started travelling over his toned body, finally coming to rest on his shoulders and pulling him in closer. My dress had now slipped down and my breasts were exposed to him. They became hard the instant they touched his chest and I moaned. James pushed me back slightly, letting me rest back on my arms as his mouth moved downward, first over my chin and neck ever so slowly, then downward still until he clasped his lips around a nipple, sucking gently, while teasing the other one with his hand, turning his thumb and forefinger around it so timidly that he was hardly even touching it. I wrapped my legs around his waist, shifting my hips in closer, feeling his cock getting harder from under the towel, the pressure making him gasp. I smiled at him and got up pulling him with me so that he was seated on the edge of the bed. I grabbed the towel and freed his cock, making it spring up and stand to attention. James reached behind me and unzipped my dress, tugging at it until it was bundled up around my waist and then fell to the floor. As I stepped out of it I started to feel very self conscious, the light from the bathroom illuminating my body, so I wrapped my arms around me. He knew what I was doing so he grabbed hold of them and held them away from my body, then looked me up and down, my face starting to redden. His eyes finally came to a stop on my face. He only uttered one word: "Beautiful", and I thought my knees were going to give way… I smiled as he started running his hand over my slightly rounded stomach and down to the sides of my waist, sliding his thumbs into the insides of my knickers, pulling them off gently. I rested my arms on his shoulders as I stepped out of them. His hands moved up again, now situated on my hips, his against my stomach. We just stayed embraced, feeling the heat of our bodies envelope the room, the only movement my hands sliding through his hair. He looked up at me as I began to descend, kneeling in front of him, wrapping my hand around his erect cock, slowly kissing my way down his chest. "Baby, you don't need to do that…" Like you can stop me I laughed to myself as I covered his cock with light kisses. He wrapped his hands in my hair, stroking it lightly, encouraging me. I licked the precum off the head and then started slowly sucking him into my mouth, still jerking him off with my hand until he couldn't take it any more and grabbed my elbows and lifted me up, then slowly lowered me on top of him, then to his side, pushing his cock between my thighs but not entering me. He started to fuck me gently, his cock between my legs, rubbing my clit. He entered me cautiously, looking me in the eye to see if he was doing anything wrong, but everything felt wonderful. He slid into me very slowly, inch after inch. I winced a bit at his size and he stopped immediately, but I lifted my hips and his cock was buried deep within me, making us both gasp. We moved into a sitting position, slowly rocking our hips against each other, kissing slowly until we both climaxed and lied down. James pulled the cover over us and we both fell asleep, happy. <<< Nan’s stories |