Sleeping With My Best Friend - (Complete)

Chapter 14 - Foreplay

Dean's eyes locked onto Berkley's as he slowly lowered his head back down and she felt her stomach tie up in knots, feeling butterflies and anxiety at the same time. His eyes left hers when he finally reached her core, right before he buried his face between her legs, rubbing it back and forth, massaging her folds with his tongue and then sucking on her sensitive nub.

The feeling was so intense that she threw her head back and squeezed her eyes shut tight, letting out a loud moan as she gripped onto a handful of his hair. When he started flicking her clit with his tongue, she gasped, tightening her grip on his scalp and saying breathlessly, "Damn! That's the most incredible fucking feeling in the world!"

He lifted his head and looked up at her with a smirk. "Yeah, you like that?"

"Yeah," she panted, nodding. "Don't stop."

He lowered his head back down again and started massaging her clit with his tongue in waves as he slowly slid one of his long fingers up inside her and started moving it in and out, gradually going faster. She lifted her head off the pillow and looked down, watching him.

For some reason, seeing Dean Bradshaw's face buried between her legs made her feel turned on more than she had ever felt before. With his mouth still on her core, he looked up at her and when their eyes met, her insides fluttered, making her moan.

He started pumping his fingers in and out of her faster as his tongue massaged and then flicked against her nub, making her involuntarily lift her hips off of the bed to grind the spot between her legs against his mouth because it felt so good. That's when she realized, he was really, really fuckin' good at this.

"Are you gonna get off for me?" he whispered in his deep, sexy voice as his lips hovered right above her core so she could feel the tickle of his breath against it, making her entire body shiver.

Hearing him say those words made the euphoric feeling that was building up inside her become almost more than she could handle. It felt like she was about to explode.

"Yeah, I think I'm about to," she panted.

Then he lowered his head again, massaging his tongue against her clit in waves and it felt so amazing and overwhelming that she sucked air in, gripping onto his hair tightly as she squeezed her eyes shut and moaned even louder than before.

Her mouth hung open as she panted and cried out, "Dean!" breathlessly.

Her stomach muscles clenched up, lifting her upper body off of the mattress as she trembled from an orgasm so intense that it felt like an explosion going off inside her, sending a tidal wave of electricity over her skin. Even her scalp felt like it was tingling. She shuddered a few times with the aftershocks before she exhaled deeply and collapsed back onto the bed, feeling a throbbing pulse between her legs with her heart feeling like it was going to beat right out of her chest.

There were little pops of electricity sparking across her skin and she felt weak and dizzy. If she were to try and stand up right now, her legs wouldn't even support her.

She laid there staring at the ceiling for a few seconds, panting and trying to process what just happened.

"Wow," she said breathlessly, in awe. "That was the most amazing fucking orgasm I've ever had."

"What do you mean? I thought you were a virgin?" he asked, sounding confused.

She lifted her head and scrunched her eyes at him. "I thought you were the sex expert. There's such a thing called my hand dummy," she laughed.

He raised an eyebrow at her. "You masturbate?" he asked, as if that was the biggest shock in the world.

She scoffed. "Well yeah. Doesn't everybody?"