From Friends to Forever
"Aaron... there's something I need to tell you," I said softly, fingers twisting nervously in my lap.
He muted the TV and turned to me with those warm brown eyes I’d fallen in love with years ago. My throat went dry. I’d imagined this moment so many times. Taking a shaky breath, I blurted out, "I’m in love with you."
For a second, silence hung between us. Then Aaron’s face broke into a slow, disbelieving smile. "I was beginning to think I'd have to say it first," he chuckled, moving closer. My heart leapt. Before I could reply, his hand cupped my cheek and his lips met mine. The kiss was gentle but filled with years of pent-up longing. I melted against him, wrapping my arms around his neck.
"Let's go to my room," he whispered against my lips. In a daze of joy and desire, I followed him. Under the soft glow of the bedside lamp, we undressed each other shyly, giggling when we fumbled with buttons. Soon I was lying beneath him, skin to skin at last. Aaron paused, gazing into my eyes as if to ask if this was really happening. I answered by guiding him inside me, both of us gasping at the sensation. It was slow and unhurried—two friends learning each other's bodies for the first time, every touch both strange and achingly familiar.
We moved together in sweet harmony, the years of friendship making every glance and caress more meaningful. Pleasure built steadily until I cried out, clutching at his shoulders as bliss washed over me. Aaron followed moments later, breathing my name like a promise. In the afterglow, he held me close, our legs tangled. Neither of us could stop smiling. My best friend was now my lover, and as I lay curled against his chest, I knew we had just begun our forever.
by Serena