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First Touch (First and Last #1) Page 22
Author: Laurelin Paige

“He won’t mind?” I asked, already putting them on.

She laughed. “No. He definitely won’t mind.”

Back downstairs Rob waited for us with his shirt unbuttoned and his feet bare. Over and over, I found my eyes pulled to skate the naked skin of his chest and the trail of hair that led beneath the band of his jeans. Over and over, I felt his eyes skim the abundant curves of my breasts pressing at the thin material of my shirt.

He served us more champagne and more coke. When we turned giggly and giddy, he pulled out his video camera. “Get in close together,” he said. Amber moved close to me on the couch, really close, throwing her arm around my shoulder. “Yeah, just like that.” He moved in with the lens, kneeling down on the floor in front of us. “Can you touch each other? Amber, put your hand on Emily’s gorgeous tits.”

My body zinged from his praise. Amber had tried to encourage me to flaunt the girls before. She had a smaller chest and frequently told me how jealous she was of my DD cups, but all I’d ever felt about my boobs was embarrassed and self-conscious. Until then. Until a man out of my league said that they were gorgeous and my best friend put her hand on one. My nipples hardened as Amber squeezed.

“Damn, Emily. You like that, don’t you? Your body says you do.” Rob’s voice was gritty. Tight. “Now, kiss each other.”

I hesitated for only a second, but when Amber’s mouth met mine, I’d been ready. It was strange and different – softer and wetter than the kisses I’d had before. The actual kissing didn’t turn me on the way that Rob groaning and rubbing at the crotch of his jeans did. It was my first taste of the power of sexuality. I could do that to someone. I could bring a strong, self-assured man to his knees. Where a similar realization might overwhelm me in other circumstances, having my best friend at my side only bolstered my new confidence. It was singularly the most electrifying moment of my existence.

Amber pulled away suddenly. “I have to pee,” she announced. She wavered as she headed to the bathroom, but she glanced back over her shoulder before disappearing around the corner and winked. At me or at Rob, I wasn’t sure.

Rob put the camera down and looked at me with clouded eyes. Then he took Amber’s place on the couch next to me. His hand drew lazy circles on my knee, sending my pulse skyrocketing. “You look really good in my boxers,” he said as his fingers drew up my thigh. “I bet you look really good out of them too.”

Goose bumps scattered along my skin and I stiffened slightly. Not because he scared me, because he didn’t. But the way he made me feel scared me, and that he was Amber’s boyfriend.

“Have you ever been with a man?” he asked, his touch nearing the hem of my shorts – his shorts.

“I’m not a virgin.” I didn’t think it was what he was asking, but I didn’t know what else to say.

He leaned in closer and grazed his teeth along my collarbone. “But have you been with someone who knows what to do with his cock? Have you been with someone who can make you come?”

I shivered. Did he know? Was it obvious how much I yearned for a more grown-up sexual experience?

He moved in to kiss me, and I forced myself to pull away. My eyes glanced toward the hallway. “Amber.”

Rob paused but he didn’t retreat. “You know why Amber brought you here, don’t you?” His thumb caressed my lower lip as his other hand found the elastic ribbing of my underwear.

My hips instinctively bucked up, begging for him to touch me there, touch me where he was so close to touching me.

“She brought you here for me.”

I should have been repulsed. I should have been terrified. I should have been pissed at my friend for luring me out on the pretense of giving me a birthday present when she really only meant to bring me as a gift for her pervert of an “uncle.”

But I didn’t feel that at all. I felt exactly the opposite. Beautiful. Wanted. Special enough for Amber to be okay with sharing her lover with me. Special enough that she’d known I would be a prize.

It was enough. I was sold. I was ready to strip off all of my clothes and let Rob do whatever he wanted to my body.

Except he had more to offer. “What do you want, Emily?” His fingers slipped under my panties and through the wet mess of curls to find my clit. I hadn’t been touched there by anyone but myself. I gasped at the pressure of his thumb against the sensitive nerve center, certain I’d explode.

And he’d asked me a question… How was I supposed to answer? All that came out was a breathy, “Please.”

“I’ll give it to you,” Rob said between kisses along my jaw. “Whatever it is. Amber likes to be pampered. Spa trips. Beauty salons. Is that what you want?” The strokes against my clit grew more intense while a finger reached down to dip into my entrance. “Or what about clothing? I’d prefer to see you in items that fit you better. Showed off this beautiful body of yours.” He bent to suck my nipple into his mouth through the tank top. “Tomorrow we’ll go pick out a whole new wardrobe. Does that sound good?”

“Yes.” I would have said yes to anything he offered at that point. Yes to what he was doing. Yes to how he was making me feel.

Rob took it as the green light. As soon as I’d gotten the word out, his lips were on mine. His tongue fucked my mouth like his fingers fucked my cunt. When I came, it was fast and intense and amazing.

That was just the beginning.

Amber joined us eventually and we played like that all night long, all weekend, taking turns kissing and petting and stroking and making each other come. It was hot and naughty and like nothing I’d ever imagined sex could be. And maybe it was wrong. Because Rob was married. Because Amber and I were half his age. Because Amber and I were underage. Because Rob bought us presents in exchange for letting him stick his cock into our pussies and our mouths.

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