|What are Friends For?
Publisher: Lynn LaFleur
Release Date: August 2, 2011 (ebook)
Genre: Contemporary MF
Length: Short Novella
Cover Design by: Lynn LaFleur
|How far should a man go to help a friend?
Erin Snyder has given up on men. Once she has sex with them, they never call her again. She has to be doing something wrong, but has no idea what. She decides only her best friend, Luke Duvall, can help her.
Luke can’t believe Erin’s suggestion that they have sex. No matter how alluring or attractive he finds her, he doesn’t want to mess up their friendship by bringing sex into it.
A combination of a hot evening, a cool swimming pool, and steamy conversation breaks down Luke’s reservations. He and Erin have the wildest, most earth-shattering sex either of them have ever experienced.
Doubts plague both of them the next morning. If they take a risk on falling in love, it will either change their friendship into something more precious, or destroy it forever.
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Luke drew her into his arms and kissed her—not the easy, gentle kiss he’d given her in the pool, but one of passion and heat. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, giving her a small taste of what he planned to soon do to her body. Sliding his hands down her back, he cupped her ass and lifted her.
“Wrap your legs around my waist.”
She obeyed him without hesitation. Kissing her again, Luke carried Erin across the patio. The moon’s position in the sky let its rays flow over the L-shaped couch in the pool house. Holding her tightly, he lowered her to the couch and followed her down to lie on top of her. He bucked his hips, driving his hard flesh against her pussy.
Erin whimpered. She clutched his hair in both hands, drove her tongue into his mouth. Luke reached behind her neck, unhooked her swimsuit. Drawing one cup down, he laid his hand on her bare breast. He circled her nipple over and over with his thumb until it stood up, as if begging to be sucked. He longed to draw that hard peak into his mouth, but didn’t want to stop kissing her. Her mouth tasted of wine, of night, of sin.
A potent combination.
Luke groaned at the feel of Erin’s hands sliding beneath the waistband of his swimsuit. She dug her fingernails into his ass, lifted her hips, and rubbed her pussy against his cock.
“Please,” she said against his lips. “I need you inside me.”
Nothing would make him happier than to bury his dick inside her sweet pussy. If he did that now, he’d come much too quickly. He didn’t want their first time to be over moments after it began.
He pinched her nipple, drawing a sharp gasp from her. “I think there are other thins I need to do first. Don’t you?”
Not giving her the chance to answer his rhetorical question, Luke rose to his knees between her thighs. Slipping his hands behind her back, he unhooked the other fastening to her swimsuit top. He drew it away from her body and tossed it to the floor.
“Damn,” he whispered.
Luke cradled her breasts in both hands, pushed them together and up. The moonlight shone on the plump mounds, letting him see the areolae surrounding her hard nipples. He kneaded her breasts while caressing the nipples with his thumbs. Each pass of his thumbs caused Erin to gasp softly.
“You like this?”