Rhett (Rhett #1)(37)
Author: J.S. Cooper

“Well, you look comfortable.” I smiled at her gently and turned back to the TV.

“I am.” She relaxed back into the bed. “We need to spend more days like this.” She squirmed on the bed as she got comfortable. “I miss the days when we just used to lie in bed and watch TV all day.”

“Yeah, me too.” I nodded and shifted as I felt myself hardening.

“Are you going to change as well?” She asked innocently as she poked me in the back.

“Of course.” I jumped up and pulled my sweater and jeans off and sat back on the bed in just my boxer shorts.

“Ooh, sexy.” She giggled and I smiled at her weakly.

“Okay, let’s see what’s on.” I flicked through and she squealed.

“Ooh stop.”

“What?” I frowned and looked back at her.

“I heard that movie Nine and a Half Weeks was good.”

“You want to watch Nine and a Half Weeks?” I sighed. I was in no mood to watch a sexy movie.

“Yeah. Let’s start with that one.”

“Okay then.” I pressed play and sat back on the bed next to her. We sat next to each other, shoulders pressed together as we watched the movie. Everything was going well until the first sex scene.

“Oh wow, hot.” Clementine squirmed on the bed.

“We can change it if you want.”

“No, it’s fine.” She whispered and lay back. I sighed and sat stiffly and continued watching the movie. “Wow,” Clementine turned to look at me. “This movie is dirtier than I thought.”

“Yeah, it’s almost a  p**n o.” I agreed and lay down so I could look at her properly.

“You know what I was thinking about this morning?” She spoke softly and I shook my head.

“No, what?”

“I was wondering what would have happened if I’d let Elliott go down on me.”

“Really?” I frowned and looked into her eyes. “Trust me, he wasn’t worth it.”

“I didn’t necessarily want him.” She blushed. “I just wanted to see what it felt like.”

“I see.” I frowned and shifted. What was she doing to me?

“Does that sound bad?” She wrinkled her nose and I smiled at her.

“Of course not.”

“Okay good.” She bit her lower lip and then looked back at the TV screen. I continued to stare at her and I could tell that she was thinking about something, not related to the movie.

“What are you thinking, Clemmie?”

“What do you mean?” She looked at me and blushed.

“I know you’re thinking something.” I gave her a look.

“No, I’m not.”

“Clementine, tell me what you’re thinking.” I grabbed her hip and pulled her towards me.

“I’m embarrassed.” She shifted and the t-shirt rose even higher. I looked down at her legs and realized that if it rode any higher, I would see her panties.

“Tell me.” I sighed.

“Don’t laugh.”

“I won’t laugh.”

“So you know how you told me about o**l s*x the other night.”

“Uh huh.” My eyes narrowed and I watched her lips as she spoke.

“Nothing.” She shook her head and looked back at the screen.

“Okay.” I let it go and settled back and watched the movie. I moved closer to Clementine and put my arm over her waist. She lay back into my chest and we watched the movie snuggled together. I let my hands move along her stomach softly and she shifted against me so that her ass was resting against the front of my boxer shorts. Her t-shirt had now ridden all the way up and I could see the pink of her panties. My hand ran down to her leg and I traced a trail down her thigh.

“What are you doing?” She whispered in front of me.

“Nothing.” I whispered and stopped moving my fingers.

“You don’t have to stop.” She whispered back and I moved my fingers back to her stomach and held her. I closed my eyes and lay back wondering what I should do. I really wanted to make a move on her, but this was unchartered territory. I didn’t know what to do. My body was aching to touch her, but I didn’t want to risk our friendship. My fingers didn’t listen to the hesitation in my voice and I found them trailing her leg again and running up over the side of her panties. All of a sudden I felt, Clementine stilling next to me.

“Is this okay?” I whispered in her ear and she nodded. That was all I needed to continue. I ran my fingers up underneath her t-shirt and caressed her stomach and upper abdomen, stopping just under her br**sts. I could feel and hear her breathing get heavier as I touched her and it was making me feel horny as hell. I then started moving my fingers up a little higher and traced the sides of her naked br**sts. I could feel my breathing growing heavier as well as I ran my fingers down the sides of her br**sts. Then I went in for the kill. I moved my fingers over her ni**les slightly, rubbing them gently with my palms before moving my fingertips to them and squeezing them gently. At first, Clementine stilled and then she started moving against me slowly. I could hear her moaning and I stopped.

“Are you okay?” My fingers lay still on her stomach and she nodded.

“Yes.” She whispered and paused. “It feels good.”

“I don’t want to do this, if you don’t want me to.”

“I want you too.” She moved back against me and I felt her hand moving mine back up. “Touch me, Rhett.” She didn’t need to tell me twice, my fingers moved back up to her br**sts and I squeezed them together, loving the feel of her br**sts in my hands. I pinched her ni**les again and grinned at how hard they were. “Oh, Rhett.” She moaned as I played with her br**sts and I moved in closer to her, so she could feel how hard I was. I groaned as I played with her and moved my hand down to her stomach again. “Don’t stop.” She groaned.

“Do you trust me?” I whispered in her ear and moved my fingers down slowly.

“Yes.” She nodded.

“Are you sure?” I moved my fingers down to the top of her panties and I felt her stilling.

“Yes, I’m sure.” She whispered and I felt her squirm against me as I slipped my fingers into her panties and down into her pu**y. She was wet to the touch and surprisingly hair free.

“You shave?” I asked her in surprise.

“Uh huh.” She giggled and I groaned as she closed legs on my hands. I groaned and pulled her back against me and ran my fingers along her slit and clit. “Oooh.” She moaned and I felt her legs open up again. “Ooooh, Rhett.” She groaned as I rubbed her clit back and forth slowly, enjoying the feel of her wetness on my fingers.