The Best Man II

I really love this time of year.

I know it’s a little cliché, but there’s just something so romantic about all of it. The decorations all over town… the food and drinks…

I mean, I would gladly enjoy pumpkin spice and hot mulled cider year-round if it were socially acceptable.

The cold weather is a huge plus, too.

I love when it’s too cold to go out and you just want to… I don’t know, curl up next to someone and watch movies all night.

My parents throw their annual Christmas party early in the season, so it’s always marked the official start of the holidays for me.

A house full of family and friends… everyone getting tipsy and overindulging on sweets. It’s perfection.

“Hey. One very hot, very mulled cider here for you.”

“Ooh, thank you. Oh… that is… whew.”

“A little too strong on the mulled part, right?”

“Tastes like a lot of booze, and not much cider.”

“Pretty sure that’s because Nick was in charge of making it.”

My heart skips a beat at the mention of your name. You’re around here, somewhere, but we’ve been trying to avoid talking too much.

I knew inviting my best friend to the holiday party was risky, especially with you and I having such a hard time keeping our hands off of each other, but… so far, so good. I don’t think anyone suspects anything.

“Your mom and dad really went all out this year.”

“I know, I was just thinking that. There’s probably five times as many lights as we had last year.”

“You think they’re trying to impress their new in-laws?”

“You know what? I hadn’t even thought of that, but probably.”

“So, how are they? Everyone still getting along after the wedding? No weird cousins you need to avoid?”

“No, no, actually, everyone is really great. We’re… kind of one big family already.”

I scan the living room, and my eyes quickly find my brother and his wife. I can’t help but smile at the sight of her hanging onto him with his arm draped over her.

I haven’t had that in so long.

My last serious boyfriend was like… three years ago. Oh my god, can that be right? Yeah, it must be. I’ve been living that single life for a little too long now.

Not that I’m single, exactly, I don’t really know what—

“Oh, speaking of Nick—”

My mind snaps back to the moment at the mention of your name again. Oh god, maybe she does know about us. Were we being too obvious earlier?

Not that it would be bad if anyone found out about us, but… I don’t know. I just don’t really know where you and I are at.

It’s going well between us, like, really well, and I don’t want to jinx it by letting everyone know too soon.

“Natalie told me last weekend he was supposed to go on a date with her roommate, and he totally bailed. Said he met someone.”

My whole body flushes with heat, and I take a long sip of my drink, hoping my cheeks aren’t turning red.

“Oh, really? Did he say who?”

“No! But to cancel a date… that’s so unlike him. He’s all about playing the field or whatever. I just can’t imagine him actually settling down with someone, can you?”

“No, no… yeah, that’s unlike him.”

I glance through the crowd of people packed into our living room.

And… there you are. You’re deep in conversation with my dad, but… your eyes meet mine almost instantly.

God, you look so good tonight. I can’t believe it took me so many years to realize just how attractive you are. All our witty banter and us roasting each other all the time was all just… some really weird kind of foreplay.

Since the wedding, we haven’t been able to keep our hands off each other.

We meet whenever we can. It started with coffee dates, then dinners… then breakfasts after spending the night together.

I’ve never done the whole ‘secret relationship’ thing before, but it’s been kind of… fun, actually.

Your face changes as you realize I’m still looking at you.

You give me a subtle nod, and a devilish grin flashes on your face. You glance briefly towards the kitchen, then back at me. A moment later, you’re excusing yourself from the conversation.

“Hey, I, um—I just remembered my mom asked me to… remind her about the oven. I’ll just—I’ll be right back.”

“Oh, yeah. Go ahead, I’ll be here.”

I set my drink on the table and slowly wind my way through the crowd of people filling up our living room. My heart is beating faster the closer I get to the kitchen.

“Hey, you.”

I barely have time to glance around the kitchen to make sure we’re alone before you pull me into your arms.

“Oh! Hey. Are you trying to get us caught?”

“Maybe.”

You brush a strand of hair out of my face with a gentle touch.

I know I’m smiling like an idiot, but I can’t help it. You canceled a date… for me. We haven’t had that whole ‘are-we-exclusive’ conversation yet, but I’m guessing that’s going to come sooner or later.

“I, uh… I heard something interesting about you.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, apparently you’ve been canceling dates… clearing your roster. People seem to think you’re getting serious about someone. Who could that be, I wonder?”

“Hmmm…”

You lean in and your lips graze my cheek as you whisper in my ear.

“What if I was?”

“Well, who says I want that? What if I want to play the field a bit more?”

“Oh, you don’t want that.”

“No? Why not?”

You slide your hand up my leg, dragging my skirt up a bit, and your hand rests on my thigh.

“I know what you want. You want me. Just me… and… you want me right now, in fact.”

“Is that so?”

Your hand slides up my leg a little more, and your fingertips graze against my bare pussy. You drag your teeth across your bottom lip.

“Well, wearing no panties at this party, hoping we’d get some alone time? It’s pretty clear what you want.”

“… maybe.”

“Say it.”

Oh god, you’re so insufferable. And so hot…

“I want you… just you.”

“Good. I’ll tell you what: you come with me right now, and I’m all yours.”

Your hand slides out from under my skirt, and you take a step back to lean against the wall. You’re looking me up and down with that hungry look that makes my knees weak.

I grab your hand and practically pull you across the room, leading us down the back hallway and up the stairs.

Someone could easily come up here and find us if they need to use the bathroom. It’s a stupid risk, but… I don’t care. I need you right now.

“In here, come on…”

As soon as we get through my old bedroom door, your lips are on my neck. My hands fumble with the belt on your jeans, and I pull them down.

You unzip the back of my skirt, and it falls to the floor. Your hands are gentle but firm as you push me back onto the bed and settle on your knees between my legs.

You push them apart and press your face right up against my pussy.

Your tongue finds my clit easily, and your hands squeeze tight around my thighs.

“Fuck…”

“Are you going to be able to stay quiet?”

“Oh my god, I’m… I’m going to try…”

I run my fingers through your hair as your mouth moves over my pussy. You work your tongue in tight circles around my clit as you tease my entrance with your fingers.

“Oh my god, I need you inside me…”

“Be patient.”

You slide two fingers inside me slowly while you suck on my clit, and my thighs clench together around your face.

“Mm, I’ve been craving this.”

“Yeah? You’ve been thinking about fucking me?”

“All night.”

“Oh, fuck, I’m going to take my top off…”

I work to undo the buttons of my blouse and pull my breasts out of my bra. I pinch my nipples a few times until they’re hard, and my whole body is covered in goosebumps.

“Mmm, I want some.”

You lean forward and suck on each of my nipples.

“Oh my god, use your teeth…”

You return to your position between my knees and refocus your attention on my clit.

Your fingers move around my pussy, spreading my wetness around as you flick my clit with your tongue a little faster.

Your fingers shift downward… towards my asshole… and you look up at me from between my legs with a question in your eyes.

I bite my lip and nod once, then let my head fall back onto the bed as your fingers massage my asshole gently.

Your mouth moves away from my clit while your fingers return to my pussy. My thighs squeeze together tighter as your lips move down even more, and I feel your tongue start to circle my asshole.

“Oh, yes! Right there… just—”

Your tongue flicks across me as your fingers pump into me a little harder. It feels so fucking good.

I love how much you like playing with my ass. It was something totally new to me before you, and now I can’t get enough of it.

“Tell me how bad you want me. You want me inside you?”

“I want your dick… yes! So bad. Please, baby, I need it. Oh god…”

Your tongue flicks around my asshole a little faster, and your fingers fuck me even harder. Oh my god, it feels so good when you do that…

“Please, I can’t wait any longer, I need to feel you… fuck me, please!”

“I’ve really started to enjoy the sound of you begging… Come here, to the edge of the bed. Yeah, like that…”

I scoot forward, and you help me prop my legs up on your shoulders.

You tease your cock through my lips, and I feel a shiver run through me. Your eyes meet mine as you sink yourself deep inside me with one thrust.

“Oh, god…”

“Think I’m a god, do you?”

“Ugh, shut up.”

You lean down and kiss me gently as your cock thrusts even further into me.

Our sex is usually rough and playful, but there’s something different about the way you look at me as you pull away.

Your hand cups my cheek gently as my legs wrap around your waist. You trace your thumb over my lips, and I suck on it gently.

“You feel… so fucking good…”

Your thrusts become slower and deeper as you move your hands along my body, massaging my tits, running your hands down my sides. Your eyes stay locked on mine as you massage my clit with your thumb.

“Yes, right there. Holy shit, yes!”

“Yeah, I know just how you like it.”

“Yes! Yes, oh god…”

I rock my hips against yours to get more of you in me. My mind is cloudy, all I feel is a desperate need for more… more of your kiss, more of your cock filling me up.

It feels so good when you thrust into me and squeeze my tits at the same time. I love feeling your hands on me.

“Oh god, yes. Mm, fuck, baby. I’m going to cum if you keep doing that. Don’t stop. Oh my god, yes!”

“Cum for me, cum all over this cock, just like that. Give it to me…”

“Holy shit. Yes! Yeah, yeah, keep going. I want your cum inside me. I want it…”

“I’ll fill this needy pussy with my cum, yeah, you like that? Take it… oh, fuck…”

Your hand holds my chin in place as you thrust your hips harder, driving your cock deeper inside me. I can’t stop looking into your eyes, it’s like they’re holding me in place as you moan.

God, I love the way you cum.

I feel your cock twitch, and you cum deep inside me in two bursts. As you pull out, I can feel some of it seeping out of me onto the bed sheets.

“Oh my god…”

You blink a few times, still propping yourself up on top of me. Our eyes meet, and you hesitate for a moment before leaning down again to kiss me.

“Mmm… that was…”

“Yeah, definitely…”

You climb off me and help me to my feet before finding your pants and sliding them back on.

“Uh, can you…”

“Yeah, turn around.”

I slip my skirt back on and turn around so you can help me with the zipper. I quickly move to do up the buttons on my blouse as you find your shirt.

You open the door and step aside for me to go first. I make my way into the hallway and you give me a light spank on the ass as I slide by.

“Hey, you know the rules—hands to yourself now, unless you want us to get caught.”

“It’s tough, but… can’t help it sometimes.”

As I’m walking towards the stairs, you reach out for my hand and grab it. I turn around to look at you, and you’ve got a look on your face I’ve never seen before. It’s almost… shy.

“Hey, real quick, what you heard before…”

“It’s okay, we don’t have to—”

“No, no. It’s… uh—shit, I suck at this part. Well, I’m not seeing anyone else. I mean, I don’t want to… see anyone else. I just want you to know that.”

“Oh…”

“Yeah, I mean, I know we said this wasn’t anything serious, so if you’re seeing someone else, that’s—”

“No. No, I’m not. And… I don’t want to either…”

“Good. ’Cause I doubt you can do better than a god anyways.”

I roll my eyes at you, and you pull me in closer, pressing your lips against mine, gently this time.

I can’t even process what I’m feeling right now. My heart is still racing, but I feel more calm than I have in a long time. I actually think I might have butterflies. The idea of us being… an actual couple…

I wrap my arms around your neck and bury my face into your chest to hide my smile. I pull away again just in time to see my brother rounding the corner.

You quickly step away from me, but it’s too late.

“Uhh… is there something you guys want to tell me?”