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Best Friends with
Benefits
Most Likely To #1
Most Likely To #1
Candy Sloane
Releasing March
14, 2016
Entangled Brazen
Entangled Brazen
Valerie Barkin
and Alec Rogers survived bullies, awful parents, and seriously shitty social
standing the only way best friends can—together. But with the unexpected sexual
tension suddenly flaring between them, surviving their ten-year high school
reunion might be a different story…
Val hasn’t
changed. She still feels like the stringy-haired band geek the popular kids
teased, but Alec has definitely changed. He’s now the front man for the
Grammy-winning rock band Chronic Disharmony, with the sexual reputation to
match. And he’s more than willing to help Val rock the reunion.
And then it
happens—a drunken game of Seven Minutes in Heaven—and their fourteen-years-long
foreplay comes crashing to the forefront…changing everything.
Seven minutes turns into a
weekend of mind-blowing, no-strings-attached sex. But these best friends won't
be able to leave their hearts out of it forever, not when the most meaningful
benefit could change their relationship for good....
He looked from his denied hand to her face. He’d played
her game long enough. It was time to take control. He grabbed her wrist,
demanding her attention. “Speaking to you like a woman I’m fucking,” he said,
straddling her at the waist so she was pinned against the bed. “There is no
fucking way you are getting in that shower yet.”
She didn’t protest, didn’t do anything but emit a
delicious sigh as his cock pressed into her leg.
“We didn’t go over my rules.” He ground his hips against
hers, sheets that smelled of them the only barrier. “And the most important one
is that I get to figure out what you like first.” He punctuated each word with
a pound of his hard cock against the soft inside of her thigh. “So I can be
sure the orgasm you’re demanding is definite when I do finally fuck you.”
Her eyes blazed below him. She swallowed, her lips parted.
He continued to grind, and the room spun. He lifted up just enough to pull away
the sheets and straddled her again, the hot skin of her upper thighs singeing
his own. He ran his hands over her tits, the pearls of her nipples, slowly, his
fingertips sliding like oil.
“Agree?” he asked.
“Agree,” she whispered.
“How’s this?” He indicated the slow trickle of his fingers
over her nipples.
“Not bad.”
“Truthful,” he admitted. “You might not be able to answer
the next time I ask you.” He touched his mouth to them. His hands pressed into
the bed as his lips traced the arch of her tits, feather-soft above the fabric
of her tank top.
He breathed hot desire onto her nipples, and they
responded, seemed to reach for his hidden tongue. His gut exploded with need.
But he didn’t rip her shirt off and suck at her like he was desperate to—he
teased. Showing her what she had really gotten herself into.
This was not going to be a wham bam
thank you sir. Oh no, she was going to have to deal with wanting him so
badly she forgot her name.
“Take your shirt off,” he instructed.
She stared at him defiantly.
“Take your fucking shirt off and show me what I signed on
for.”
She didn’t flinch. “But I’m not wearing a bra.”
“Why do you think I want it off?” he replied, his tongue
grazing her ear.
She didn’t lose his gaze as she removed it, though she was
doing her best to keep her shivers in check as he inspected her.
“Those are some great fucking tits,” he said. “I can’t
wait until they’re putty in my hands while you ride my cock.”
Her eyes widened.
It was what he would have said to a woman he was fucking,
but the minute he saw her full B’s, creamy as vanilla ice cream, with perky
little nipples like cherries on top, taut and tight and waiting for him, he
couldn’t help picturing just that. Valerie on top of him on this bed, taking
him deep, her hands clutching the headboard as he slid inside her again and
again.
“Thanks, I grew them myself,” she joked.
He smiled, but not in amusement. “Just thought of another
rule. You need to treat me like a guy you’re just fucking. Would you say that
to a guy you’re just fucking?”
Her breath caught. “I’ve never just fucked anyone.”
He knew it was true, knew why this decision had been so
hard for both of them to come to, but he wasn’t about to get caught up in that,
now that he was so close.
“Tell me to suck on them.”
Her eyes were hooded.
“You want me to, right?” He pressed into her soft flesh,
and her head lolled back in a gasp. His heartbeat hammered in time with his
cock. Fuck, the way her body responded was sexy. It knew him as well as she
did—each breath, each whimper exactly what he needed to hear.
She nodded. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips.
“You wanted it last night, too, didn’t you? Wanted me to
take your nipple into my mouth, circle my tongue around it slowly, and squeeze
it between my lips. Give you a preview of what I’d do when I went to work on your
clit.”
Her mouth opened, but nothing came, no words, no breath.
Though he knew she was locked not in fear but desire.
Greedy lust shot into his cock. He had her. “That’s the
best part about just fucking someone. You can tell him exactly what you want. So
what do you want?”
“Valerie, do you want to play?”
Maybe he hadn’t meant his words as innuendo, but in that
moment, she couldn’t take them any other way.
She stepped closer to him. Her stomach was a whisper away,
her breasts a sigh away. So close. Surges of heat fired at her from his back.
He could probably hear her heart thrumming as she reached out her hand, her
finger paused a gasp away from his waist.
She inhaled and closed her eyes. They had done this
already. It was not difficult: trace your fingers along his shoulder,
murmur into his ear, spin him around, kneel down in front
of him, unbuckle his belt, and take him into your eager
mouth.
Easy.
Simple.
Her stomach was a seesaw winging up and down.
She needed to stop thinking. She needed to do. She’d spent
most of her life on pause. Except for her music, she never went after what she
wanted. She never demanded it.
That was changing this very minute.
She snaked her hand around his side, fingertips leading
the way. “Was that the only dream you had at fifteen?” She slid her hand onto
his rock-hard stomach. Crap, does he mine diamonds
in there?
He tensed, then relaxed as her fingers splayed along his
abdominal muscles. Her pinky grazed his belt buckle. It was ice cold from the
air conditioning.
“Definitely not.” His breath was a heavy moan when he
turned to face her. He slipped his hands around her waist and pulled her to him
in one quick motion, his eyes filled with hunger.
She inhaled sharply. She couldn’t ignore the shock wave
when his hardest parts banked up against her softest ones. But this was her
seduction, and while she wanted whatever he was about to offer her, she wanted
to give him what she’d planned all the more.
She stepped back and rolled her fingers down his chest,
the tips of them studying every rock, every crevasse. She breathed out and
gathered more courage. “Was one of them getting your dick sucked in an arcade?”
Those words would have usually stayed in her mind flipping
somersaults. She stopped breathing until Alec’s eyes went dark, and his
erection pulsed against her thigh.
“At fifteen my dreams didn’t go that far,” he admitted.
“This very minute, though…” He took a finger and slid it
along her lips. “It’s at the top of my list.”
She took his finger in her mouth, worked it in and out.
Her tongue slicked around it, giving him a preview of what
she was planning. She was woozy for what was under that belt buckle.
His breath caught. He dipped her chin back, forcing her to
let go, even as their heartbeats fought against the arcade’s sounds.
“Val.” His eyes darted like pinballs as they grazed over
her face. “What about your rules?”
Crap, maybe she couldn’t just do. Maybe all her thinking
and pausing earlier would make just doing impossible.
“Do you want me to stop?” She deposited her hand where it had
been, palm open, wrist tight against his waistband, her pinky sliding
underneath to hot skin.
“Fuck no,” he breathed. “You can feel how hard I am for
you. I just want to make sure this is okay.”
She moved slowly toward the door to close it, hoping to increase
his ache with each swing of her hips. “That’s how sure I am,” she said, more
seriously than she’d intended as she made her way back over to him, “but right
now I don’t need you to be a gentleman. I need you to pull my hair while
I take you into my mouth, and I need you to come at the
back of my throat.” Her heart was beating like the midnight cheep of a cuckoo
clock, but she kept her words steady. “Do you think you can do that?”
She’d never spoken to a man this way, and the words
excited her. Lust flowered in her abdomen and tumbled lower. Alec appraised her
again. Each sweep of his gaze garnered an additional heartbeat and an
additional thrum of need.
“Dirty Girl,” he finally said, straddling the legs of his
jeans wide, “none of that is going to be a problem.”
Val and Alec have been been best friends since high school. They've kept in touch with each other via phone and video calls, but physically in the same room since. Neither of them was popular then, but now Alec is a rock star and Valerie plays in a symphony. When they come face to face they are surprised by the attraction they feel towards each other. There is plenty of chemistry between the two and their history helps to speed up the emotional status of their relationship, but their insecurities and constant lack of communication became annoying. Even though they were there for a class reunion, they didn't interact much with their former classmates. I still enjoyed the story and it's perfect if you're looking for a quick and dirty friends to lovers story.
I received an ARC via NetGalley for the purpose of an honest review. I was not compensated for this review, all conclusions are my own.
Candy Sloane is a pseudonym for a Young Adult & New Adult
author who needed to write some naughty books her mother couldn’t read. She
lives in Portland, OR and loves Lifetime movies. She would tell you more, but
this persona is a secret.
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