Friends With Benefits

Friends With Benefits Right?

Copyright 2019 by Shonethelite

I traced his strong jaw bone with the tip of my index finger. God, Elliot was great when it came to sex. For lack of a better term it was mind-blowing. He let out a slow, deep, and husky sigh and my body instantly heated.

"Are you staring at me? You would think after all of these years you wouldn't have to do that anymore." He was teasing me. And with a playful smile too. That smile that I've known for so long and never have and probably never will get sick of. I snorted. But he was wrong, I was so not staring. Observing is a much better less pathetic word.

He was right though, I've known him my entire seventeen years of living. Even our mothers knew each other in college. At one point we even had matching outfits. We both like to call those times the dark days.

"You only wish I was staring at you." I retorted with a glare. He sucked his teeth and I broke my glare to laugh. He smiled at me, his sea green eyes lustful.

We were in bed wrapped completely in the warm blankets and cuddling with each other. My head lay on his chest and his arm was wrapped protectively around me. I could listen to his steady heartbeat for hours. It was like a soothing lullaby. A clarification that he was alive and he was relaxed around me. A girl likes the kind of thing.

Thinking of someone elses perspective I know this looks like some romantic shit but it's not. It's reality. And in this reality we were friends. Friends with benefits, fuck buddies, whatever you wanted to call it, that's exactly what we were.

But in all honesty who wouldn't want to date the Elliot Ritchers? Sure, I had no romantic feelings for him whatsoever but even I will admit that he was drop dead gorgeous and a sweet guy. His green eyes lure you in at first and then his strong toned build keeps you there. Almost frozen in a trance. You'll find yourself swaying and imagining a world where only you and he exists. Addition to his purely kissable lips were his strong cheekbones. Not to mention, if you ever get the chance to see, he is incredibly well endowed.

I bit down hard on my bottom lip thinking of how amazing it would be if we went another round. I can easily tell by the way he was looking at me and my body, that he wanted another too.

"Violet are you sure you're--"

"--Okay with it?" I finished his redundant line. He always did this. Even before we started this friends with benefits business. It actually started somewhere in the middle when we first started dating.

Yes, we did actually reach that point and we were together for a whole six months. To this day the reason why we ended was and still is a foggy mystery to me. I didn't want it to end that much was clear but he for some reason did. We both knew though, that it was going to happen soon enough. There was a solid week where we barely talked and every time I tried to make an effort he pushed me away. Granted he was dealing with a lot back then but still wouldn't you want to let your girlfriend in? Wouldn't you want to have someone to help you through it?

After the break up we nearly stopped talking completely. Weeks later when I went to a friend's house get together we started talking again. One thing led to another and one night we finally went all the way. It was romantic and emotional the first time. I tried to push my feelings for him aside and I did. But that didn't stop us from both agreeing that it wouldn't be best if we did it again.

Honestly, who were we kidding?

It was the heat of the moment and the loneliness we both felt. The thing about being lonely is no one enjoys it but no one is willing to admit it. No one like Elliot and I anyway. Many people have told me that messing around with your ex-boyfriend is never a good thing but what do they know? They didn't have an Elliot Ritchers in their life so they couldn't possibly understand. No one besides us could.