Friends & Lovers Trilogy
can’t have sex on the
street,” he said.
    “ Let’s go behind the store
then, Colin.” She said, bringing their hands to her lips and
kissing his fingers. “I want you outside.”
    Colin looked as though he’d been knocked
upside the head. He threw her over his shoulder, and carried her
around the corner to where his truck was parked and lowered the
tailgate.
    He placed her down on the edge, unbuttoning
her pants, pulling them swiftly down her legs and throwing them to
the ground. Her panties went next.
    She grabbed him by the waistband and
unzipped his jeans, pushing them down roughly, signaling for him to
take them off. Colin needed no such urging and pushed them down his
legs.
    Briana wanted him so badly that she was
losing patience. She scooted up to meet him and put her hand
through the flap of his boxer briefs. She pulled his penis out and
pressed the tip against her, eager to have him fill her.
    “ Wait,” he said roughly,
coming to his senses long enough to bend down to his jeans and pull
out a condom.
    She grinned, “You’re optimistic.”
    He chuckled as he put on the protection.
Once he was ready, he pulled her to him in a passionate kiss. He
stroked her lips with his tongue, then bit her gently, before
claiming her mouth.
    He placed his hands under her bottom as he
entered her, and held her in place as he thrusted. She held onto
his shoulders, kissing, licking, and sucking any part of him that
she could reach.
    When the pressure began to build, she leaned
her upper body back, causing her lower body to press even deeper
against him. He thrust faster and she came apart, moaning softly
and driving him over the edge with her.
    Briana lay back in the bed of the truck,
panting, and started to laugh. Colin looked up from where his head
rested on her stomach.
    “ What’s so funny?” he asked
with a smile.
    “ I can’t believe we just
did that.”
    “ I know. Who knew you were
such a deviant?”
    She slapped him playfully on the back. “Shut
up.”
    He scooted off of her and pulled his pants
up, handing her her clothes. Then they raced up the stairs to his
house, laughing at their brazen behavior all the way.
    It didn’t take long for them to fall asleep
once they made their way to his bed. Briana snuggled into his side
and didn’t move all night.
    She woke to Colin kissing the tip of her
nose, and she smiled up at him, thinking how happy she was in that
moment.
    “ You’re off today, right?”
he asked.
    “ Yes, off today, back on
schedule tomorrow,”
    “ Do you wanna spend the day
together?”
    “ Absolutely.”
    He kissed her nose again. “Let me go grab a
quick shower, then I’m taking you to breakfast.”
    “ Sounds good,” she said,
stretching languidly and looking up at him with a smile as he
watched the sheet slip from her body. “I’ll go make some
coffee.”
    He growled and lifted the sheet to cover her
back up. “It’ll be the quickest shower ever.”
    She laughed as he raced out of the room.
    Throwing on her clothes from the night
before and wandered out in search of coffee.
    She’d just hit the brew button when someone
started pounding on the door. She heard the water running in the
shower, so she went and opened the door.
    Standing on the other side was a very tan,
very pretty, very annoyed looking girl.
    “ Is Colin here?” she asked,
seeming irritated that Briana answered the door and not
Colin.
    Briana crossed her arms over her chest and
frowned.
    “ Who are you?” she asked.
Not liking the feeling of jealousy that boiled in her
gut.
    “ I’m Shawn. Who’re
you?”
    “ Briana.”
    “ Oh…figures. I’ve heard
about you,” she said with a smirk.
    “ Funny,” Briana spat back,
“I’ve never heard of you.”
    “ Was that fast enough?”
Colin asked as he came out of his room wearing only a pair of
unbuttoned shorts.
    He stopped in his tracks when he saw who
stood at the door. “Shawn, what are you doing here?” he asked,
coming up behind Briana and putting

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