Jordan stared down at her best friend’s head between her legs, w what in the world had happened.

  She was supposed to be the one in the trol. For their eionship, that had always been the dynamiot the leader, but the oh a cool head. She didn’t let emotion guide her. Rather, she sorted through her feelings logically, then made decisions based on reason.

  But here. Natalie’s head between her legs, fingers at the edges of her panties, about to tug them down. Staring up with big blue eyes.

  Rationality didn’t stand much ce. Her defenses crumbled, and she buried her fingers into Natalie’s short red hair.

  “It’s about time,” she sighed. “I wondered how long it would take. Do you have any idea what it does to me, being groped like that?” By you, she tactfully left off.

  “Sorry. I’m kind of an idiot.”

  “Yes, you are.”

  “But I’ll make it up to you.”

  Jordan had a feeling she would.

  Natalie tugged Jordan’s panties down, and Jordan was suddenly on fire. Exposed. To her best friend. And that look on Natalie’s face … the btant admiration. Oh, gods. This was going to be a nightmare to navigate. How was she going to stop herself from giving herself away?

  “You’re wet for me,” Natalie murmured, looking up.

  Especially when she said something like that?

  “I was being groped,” Jordan replied shakily. “Pretty thhly, if you remember. Of course I am.”

  Natalie kissed just above her pussy, pressing soft lips into her skin. A shaky groan escaped the back of Jordan’s throat. Natalie. Natalie’s mouth had just been a few inches from her.

  And … shortly … so much more.

  “Still,” Natalie said. “You. You’re wet. For me.”

  Natalie waited, as if expeg a response, but Jordan found she had nothing to say. Or, rather, opening her mouth would result in her saying things she’d rather not.

  Natalie pressed another kiss, this time lower down.

  Her best friend’s lips pressed into her pussy. Jordan’s brain whited out. The st vestiges of her trol vanished. She pressed down on Natalie’s head, turning a gentle kiss into a much firmer pressure, burying Natalie’s mouth against her pussy. The sensation was agonizing.

  “You said you’d fuck me. Please. Do it. I need you inside me.”

  Natalie obliged. Her lips parted, and, blessedly foing any further teasing, quested out into Jordan. Her powerful tongue dug into her.

  The sight, almost as much as the sensation, almost had Jordan ing apart, just like that. The moment she went inside. Jordan realized she’d been more than ‘a little worked up’. She’d his so badly.

  And by the expression on Natalie’s face, her best friend realized it, too. However clueless she’d been earlier, she was catg on. And … damhose blue eyes were smirking, deg just how much she knew. How easily Jordan was being taken apart by her tongue. From an idiot to seeing through her in an instant. And Natalie exploited the vulnerability happily. She worked eagerly at making Jordan squirm.

  Just friends, Jordan reminded herself.

  This situation so wasn’t fair. Just friends? So ridiculous. But Jordan would take what she could get.

  In this case, Natalie’s head between her legs. Which, admittedly, wasn’t ‘settling’ for any meaning of the word. As Natalie had bragged, she was, indeed, ‘pretty good with her tongue’.

  As in, unfairly so.

  Though, maybe it was only half Natalie’s skill. Jordan had been so insanely pent up from these iions. She had reized it in an absent way—how couldn’t she feel unsatisfied after being groped then ignored?—but the insane, pulsing waves of relief that came with each stroke of Natalie’s tongue, each curl, her best friend’s tongue expl around inside her, was almost mind-erasing. A burniasy that Jordan’s few partners had never remotely been able to produce.

  The pleasure shook her in more ways thahe more literal—the way her hips bucked into Natalie’s face, al instincts desperately trying to get her tongue an inch deeper—but also in a more emotional way. It rattled what she thought she knew about herself. Her fidehat she could keep these feelings locked up. Because in a few short moments, Natalie had blowe wide open. Having big blues eyes stare up at her, a nose buried into her pelvis, Jordan’s previous thoughts of ‘taking it slow’ and ‘letting Natalie figure things out’ almost evaporated.

  She should just say it. See what happened. Because she wanted more. She wahis. Every day. Over and over.

  It wasn’t fair.

  Somehow, despite everything, she g to the st shreds of rationality Natalie’s tongue hadn’t mao destroy. The few bits of her mind that weren’t being erased by the waves of heat radiating from her core. No fessions. However much she wao.

  She closed her eyes—Natalie’s face buried between her legs was too promising a sight—then colpsed backward into the wall, choosing io bask in the experien an abstract way. Not Natalie. That amaziion down there wasn’t Natalie. Easier to think about it that way. Less scorg, less intense, and, tradictorily, easier to enjoy because of it.

  She didn’t have much ce of holding off.

  The burning climax that crashed through her was unlike anything she’d ever experienced. Keeping quiet was impossible. She cried out, lower half shaking untrolbly, shoving Natalie’s face deeper and hung over, her entire body trag with pleasure. Natalie gripped Jordan’s waist and coaxed her through it, eagerly, tongue-fug Jordan through the most intense asm she’d ever had.

  “Fuck. Fuck me. So good. So good.” The words were i. She whihem out, loudly, pletely ung they were in a public bathroom. “Fuck me, Nat. Please. Fuck.”

  Finally, a scorg, shaking mier, Jordan colpsed against the wall, starting to slide down, her legs uo support her. Natalie stood and helped, peppering her neck with kisses.

  Laughing. She was ughing at her. Jordan supposed that was fair. Gods, she’d been taken apart, literally. Her entire body was a hot sludge.

  “Wow,” Natalie ughed into her neck. “You should’ve told me earlier. You that bad?”

  Jordan tried to muster a gre, but her head was swimming. She settled for an aggravated huff.

  When she’d half-way collected herself, she grabbed Natalie’s hips, then said pointedly, “Don’t think you’ve gotten out of it. This is your training session, remember?”