This is a sequel to the four part series More Than Just Friends. To be honest, I wrote this first, then wanted to explore Danny and Tyler’s relationship. You can read this alone, but I recommend reading More Than Just Friends first. (But, don’t let me tell you what to do). Let me know your thoughts, and I hope you enjoy!
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“You know, I know how you look at me. Like you want me. Don’t pretend you don’t,” Tyler whispered into her ear.
“No, no, I don’t, I swear it,” Jenna insisted, backing away from him, her face burning with shame. “I didn’t!”
He matched her step for step. The room wasn’t that big, and it wasn’t long before he was pushing her into the corner. Her heart was beating like mad, so fast that she wondered if it would burst.
He chuckled, low and masculine and sexy. He must have just eaten a mint or something, his breath smelled sweet and fresh. He wasn’t touching her, but only barely. They were so close she could feel his body heat, and could smell the pleasant, fresh scent of his deodorant.
“I don’t,” she repeated, turning her head away from him. But, she kinda did.
He clicked his tongue in annoyance. “You know what? I don’t believe you,” he said, placing his hands on her shoulders. She flinched, trying to back away even farther, but there was no where else for her to go. His hands slid down her arms, making her hypersensitive to the places he touched.
“Stop, Tyler, please. I didn’t. I wouldn’t do that, not to Danny. We can’t, I mean, this isn’t...what about Danny?” she delayed, her voice wavering pathetically.
“Isn’t this all about Danny?” he said, leaning into her. She shied away as he kissed her neck.
“He’s my boyfriend,” she whined, pushing her hands against his chest weakly. “I can’t do this with you. I already have a boyfriend. He’s your best friend.”
He snorted a quick laugh against her neck. “He is my best friend. You know what? As best friends, we share everything.”
“What are you talking about? I need to go,” she declared, pushing feebly against his chest. She blushed, secretly enjoying the feel of his chest against her hands. He was unmoved, she couldn’t seem to put any force behind her hands anyway.
Tyler ducked in and kissed her neck, a quick peck that sent a dangerous thrill up her spine. It tickled as he kissed up her throat, stopping when he caught her ear in between his teeth. Holding it gently between his teeth, he whispered, “You aren’t pushing me away very hard. It’s like you aren’t even trying.”
She shivered and he laughed. One of his hands moved to her hip and the other one went to her face, turning her to him. “Kiss me,” he said.
She whimpered, she couldn’t help herself. “No, Tyler, I can’t, we can’t do this!”
He rubbed his face against hers, his cheek surprisingly smooth. “You can. We can. You want to, I can tell. You aren’t even trying to escape. Not really. You know you could push me away. You could kick me in the balls and run screaming. In fact,” he said, stepping away from her. The air was cooler now that he was giving her space. “Go ahead, run. Get away from me, go get Danny. Go on!” He shooed her with his hands.
She shivered in the corner, unable to make her body move. She wanted to run, she knew she should, yet her legs weren’t listening to her. Her traitor body wanted Tyler, it always had, even though she loved Danny. She struggled internally, trying to make herself do the right thing, but she couldn’t seem to budge.
He watched her for a moment and smiled warmly when she stayed where he left her. “You know, I think I’ll call Danny.” He pulled out his phone and swiped it on, then fiddled with it for a minute. He looked at it expectantly. The ding-ding sound of a text message came through and he read it before tucking the phone back into his pocket. “He’s on his way. In the meantime...”
Tyler moved back towards her. “You texted him? Why’d you do that?” she moaned, her stomach dropping guiltily. “What are we gonna do when he gets here? We’d better-”
He cut her off with fingers over her lips. “I told you already, we share everything.” His hand slipped behind her head, his fingers twining into her chin-length black hair. “You’ll see. In the meantime, I really like this peasant blouse you’re wearing. It really showcases your breasts.”
His other hand trailed down her face, then down her neck and across the skin of her chest just above the rise of her peasant top. She felt the goosebumps raise behind his touch. Danny loved her in this style of shirt, she had a few and wore them often. Tyler’s fingers traced the frilly top of the blouse, tickling the sensitive skin and sending sparks down her spine.
His attention was on her cleavage, but he kept a firm grip in her hair, efficiently holding her in place. He traced the top of the blouse, teasing her with slight brushes of his fingertips across her breasts. Tyler dropped to his knees, releasing the pressure in her hair, both movements so quick that she squeaked. A moment later he pulled the billowy top of her shirt down, exposing her lacy white bra.
She tried to cover herself, but he pulled her arms away, tucking them back behind her body. “No, no, that won’t do. You were trying to show these off, right? Don’t try to hide them now. Man, they’re bigger than I thought!” he said, admiring her breasts, tracing his fingers along the top of the cups.
She was shaking now, her whole body trembling. “Please stop, Tyler. Danny’s coming, you said so. If he comes in and sees this-”
“I already told you we share everything. You’ll see, it’s all good,” he said, shrugging it off. His fingers dipped into the thin, lacy cups of her bra, brushing against her nipples, and then his hands were inside her bra, pulling the delicate fabric down. He tucked it under her breasts so that she was fully exposed, her shirt and bra holding her up lasciviously.
He sat back on his knees for a moment, admiring her, then swooped in. He caught her left nipple in his mouth and the other one between his finger and thumb. He licked and sucked on the nipple in his mouth, mimicking the movements with his hand. She closed her eyes, but it made it that much more intense.
Tyler opened his mouth, sucking as much of her ample breast into it as he could. “No!” she exclaimed weakly, her hands moving to his head. She threaded her hands into his hair to pull him away, but... “Please stop,” she begged, even as she longed for him to continue. The way he was biting and sucking on her nipples had her core clenching down greedily.
This was wrong, she had to stop, she had to push away her dangerous desire for Tyler. She wouldn’t cheat on her boyfriend. She had to put a stop to this, had to push him away and run from here. She tightened her hands in his hair. It felt nice around her fingers.
She felt him smile around her breast, and then he bit down a little harder, dragging another squeaking cry from her lips. As if she could feel him approaching, she looked up, her eyes on the door.
It swung open and her heart leapt into her throat as Danny walked in, way too casual for the situation. He frowned and she couldn’t help but feel she’d ruined their relationship. The thought was ice in her gut.
“Danny!” she exclaimed, feeling both guilty and relieved.
“What the fuck, dude?” Danny barked, looking at Tyler.
