He shouldn’t have imagined her lying naked on his bed. She shouldn’t have imagined his devilishly handsome face between her legs.

But it was too late.

Kiara and Ethan had been best friends since they were children. They'd shared everything in their eighteen years together except romance.

But that all changed at the beginning of their senior year.

Kiara began noticing Ethan's washboard abs when he hopped out of the pool dripping wet after swim practice. Ethan began gazing at Kiara’s golden skin in a bikini as a grown woman instead of the girl next door he grew up with.

That kiss should have never happened. 

It was just one moment in a lifetime of moments, but they both felt its power. They knew the thrumming in their veins and desperation in their bodies might give them all they ever wanted or ruin everything if they followed it.

Kiara and Ethan knew they should have never kissed. But it's too late to take that choice back, so they have a new one to make. 

Fall for each other and risk their friendship or try to forget one little kiss that might change everything.

PREVIEW:
“If you don’t want to kiss me then . . . let’s swim.”

“Yeah, sure.”

“Naked.”

“What?”

“I always wanted to try skinny dipping.” I pursed my lips and said, “And I really want to get out of these clothes.”

He said, “What if someone catches you . . . me, both?”

“Come on, Ethan. Don’t be a chicken . . .”

“Fine.”

His voice was rough when he said, “Remove that sweater first.”

I raised my eyebrow at the sudden change in his demeanour.

Ethan said, “You have an extra piece of clothing than me.”

I grinned. “Who said I was wearing any underwear?”

The Unfolding Duet

 I didn’t know how long it had been since Ethan left me like that, but it felt like it had been hours. He had turned on the vibrator which was pressed tightly against my throbbing clitoris and the worst part was that I couldn’t orgasm. I knew I was soaking wet, but he had made sure I was on the edge the whole time. I tried to move my hips or rub my legs for some friction so I could come and end this torture, but I couldn’t. I clenched the cloth in my hand. 


 Is he going to make me suffer like this and keep me on edge for two hours? 


 My muffled moans of frustration echoed in the room, my hands of no use. I bit down the rubber ball in my mouth and tried to hear anything other than the cruel vibrations swirling inside and over my most intimate part. Nothing. Sometimes I would feel the vibration of the vibrator inside me increase and I would buck for an orgasm, but it would die down as fast as it had started. 


22. You Look Like Heaven