EroticReverie

Dylan Dickson

I'd come so close to kissing her near the door before we went to our rooms. Shoot your shot. The voices of people echoing in my head. My coworker Tom. HER coworker Brian. But I couldnt do it, and now she was sitting here, curled up against me in the dark, sniffing on her hair like some kind of creep, and I couldnt help it. I really did love the smell of her. I loved everything about her. I was also finding it more difficult to pretend that I didn't. 

I can feel her hand on my side, moving ever so slightly here and there, feel her breath against my chest. I slide my hand from her shoulder back to her hair, sliding my hand over the wavy locks and letting myself grab them once again, as I press a kiss to her head again. 

Her hand slides from my side to the middle of my torso and I feel my muscles involuntarily flex under her touch as I kiss her head again. Her hand sliding up my chest slowly, her fingertips slipping over my skin and then she's placing her hand near my neck, where it meets my shoulder and her head lifts and she leans her head back and I take a breath, looking back at her. 

Her eyes search mine, and I'm not sure what it is she's looking for. If she wants what I want, or if she's waiting for me to apologize for being too affectionate with her. Her lashes kiss the tops of her cheeks as she blinks slowly and opens her eyes back up and looks at me once again. 

If I make a move, there's no going back. If I make a move, and she rejects it, then our perfect friendship will forever be tainted by my reading the signs wrong. Do I ask her? Do I ask her if she wants me to kiss her? How lame would that be? It would be just as bad as just going for it. 

I slide my hand from her hair and bring it to the side of her face and watch her eyes close as she tilts her head slightly, resting her cheek into my hand and nudging my hand softly with her face, leaning into my touch. Is this what friends do? 

I stroke her cheek with my thumb and look at her face. Fucking astonishing. She is so fucking beautiful. Was this just a little bit more than the normal comforting cuddling I did for her when she was sad or stressed?  I watch her turn her head slightly, and then press her lips to the flesh of my palm below my thumb. Her lips press softly once, a slow soft kiss, with her eyes shut. Then again, they press against the same spot, and her eyes open, looking at me, as she kisses it a third time. 

"Hannah." I barely whisper her name and she blinks softly and her eyes remain on mine as her lips move slowly, pressing soft kisses down towards my wrist, barely moving her lips, but moving them till the meet the sensitive skin of my wrist where she presses against my pulse with her lips and my breath hitches. 

Her hand lifts to slip lightly over mine and as it does, her lips part as her tongue just barely skims my wrist. I swallow, my cock growing harder by the second as I feel her mouth kiss the sensitive skin. Friends didn't do this. She was giving me a fucking giant green light right now and I was still too fucking scared to do anything, because this was Hannah. If I fucked things up with her...I didnt know what I'd do without her. Not when she made me so happy, I couldnt even begin to think of what my life would be like without her in it. 

She gently takes my hand from her face and then dips her head back down and instead of laying her cheek to my chest, she presses her mouth to my pec. 

"Hannah" I whisper her name, my hand going to hair again, taking a fist full of her hair, closer to her head, bunching it my hand. 

"Tell me i'm not crazy.." she whispers. "Tell me that you want this as much as I do" she says and brushes her soft mouth over my chest and up the center, laying kisses up towards my neck. I nearly lose my fucking my breath hearing her say it. That she wants this. 

"Hannah" I groan quietly as her mouth reaches my adams apple and her tongue peeks out and grazes my skin and her mouth moves to the side of my neck as she shifts and then drops the blanket from around her and turns a bit more as she shifts further, one hand on my shoulder the other hand coming to my other shoulder as Hannah lifts her leg and moves it carefully over me. 

"Do you want me to stop?" she asks as I take a sharp breath , her mouth still moving, her sweet soft voice near my ear as she kisses below it and settles onto my lap. 

"no." I answer, my hands finally moving and sliding to her hips as she exhales with what sounds like relief. 

"Dylan" she whispers softly against my ear with a quiet moan. 

My hands grip her hips and I groan softly as she rolls her hips, slightly, then reaches down, and pulls at the blankey, lifting slightly to remove it between the two of us and I groan again as she sits back on my lap , a small whimper leaving her lips, and I know she feels me through her thin cotton pajamas pants and her panties, through my thin boxer. 

"Promise me" she breathes against my neck and kisses along my jaw, bringing her soft, sweet fucking mouth to mine, hovering right by it as we both breathe heavily.  "Promise me you don't think we're making a mistake" 

"nothing with you...would ever be a mistake" I answer her and then her lips are on mine, and my hands grab her hips even harder as I kiss Hannah for the very first time. A soft whimper escapes her mouth, both of our breathing even heavier, frantic and needy as my hands leave her hips and both get lost in her hair as our mouths keep moving over one anothers, then our lips part, and I've got her sweet, soft fucking tongue against my lips, then against my own tongue and my one hand drops from her hair, the other still fisting a handful as I kiss her deeper. My other hand sliding down her back as her hips roll and I groan as her warm center, grinds over my hard cock. 

Hannah's hands grab my face and she kisses me even more passionately and grinds against my faster as she moans against my mouth. 

"why did" she pants between kissing me. "we wait" she kisses me again , her tongue moving against mine. "so long" 

I groan my hands both now moving to her hips, sliding under her ass and grabbing it through her pajama pants. 

"I didnt want to ruin our friendship" I breathe hard. 

"me either" she pants. 

"Is that what were doing?" she asks, kissing me harder, gently biting my lower lip, pulling as she moans, moving her hips , rolling them against me. "are we ruining it?" she asks breathlessly, as I move my mouth and kiss her neck. 

"i want you Hannah" I exhale harshly against her neck, shaking my head slightly. 

"I want you too" she whimpers, and exhales a little moan as I kiss down her chest, over her cleavage. 

"you're perfect Han" I groan and kiss back up her neck and to her ear. 

"are you....you sure you want me?" she pants. 

"god yes" I groan and kiss her mouth and take her head in my hands. 

"i'm...not...good enough for you" she breathes and I pull back and look at her. 

"you're fucking perfect for me" I say with a fucking growl and she moans as I crash my mouth back to hers. 

"My job" she pants against my mouth. 

"I'm well aware of what you do Hannah" I say as I shut her up with another kiss. I wouldnt have her fucking second guess what was happening here, because of her job. I didnt give a shit. Okay, maybe I did, only in the sense that I was selfish and wanted her all to myself. But I really didnt see how acting in a regular movie, was any different than acting in adult film. Okay, there was a lot more sex, sure. But I didnt fucking care about "porn star" Hannah. I wanted THIS Hannah. This Hannah that was my best friend, the one that was scared of the dark, and ate way too much chinese take out food with me, and was now kissing me like the world was about to implode. 

"Do you...just want...sex?" she asks between our hungry desperate kisses, as she still grinds my lap.

"No." I say growling and pulling back. "Is that all you want?" I ask. She shakes her head quickly.

"No." she pants and kisses me again and I groan and then swing my arm around her lower back and lay her on her back on the couch and then hover over her, her legs wrapping around me, pulling me against her. 

" i want you Dylan" she breathes. "I don't want to just be friends" she moans as I kiss her neck and groan against her skin.

"Then promise me" I groans against her ear. "That you're mine Hannah" 

Her legs dig into my sides and over my ass  and legs as she bucks her hips up into me , with her legs wrapped around me and her hands grabbing my ass. 

"I promise....I want this...I want you...I'm yours" 

"fuck" I groan and gently bite her neck and she moans as we both breathe heavily and I reach down between us and slide my hand into her pants, down into her panties, her breath catchingher eyes widening as her mouth parts as my finger slips down, over her shave pussy and I groan, at how fucking warm she is, and groan even louder as my finger slides between her lips and down to her pussy and I feel just how wet and perfect she is. 

"fuck Hannah" I growl her name.

"yes" she moans. "please, please" 

"Say it again...that you're mine Hannah" I say looking into her eyes. 

"I'm yours" she whines. Grabbing head with one hand she pulls me down to her , kissing me hard. 

"i'm yours, I'm yours" she whispers again and again and I slide a finger inside of her, me groaning, her breath hitching and then letting out a soft little curse.

"Dylan" she moans my name, sounding better than I've ever heard it said. 

"I'm yours Hannah" I whisper to her as I draw my finger out slowly and then push it back in and groan at how fucking good she feels, so fucking wet, so fucking perfect and warm, her pussy clenching around my finger as she rides it slowly, moaning, kissing me as she bucks her hips while fucking my finger. 

"god, you're perfect" I groan against her mouth and she whimpers. 

"You're...gonna...m-make me cum" she says against my mouth, her mouth parting as my single finger slips in and out just barely, my finger curled inside of her. 

"god, you're so fucking beautiful" I groan, kissing her again and she moans loudly into my mouth. 

"I'm gonna cum" she cries again. 

"yes Hannah" I growl against her mouth.  "yes"