Lenny's POV

"Oh, Lenny..." She moaned, her head tossed back, toes curling. "F-faster.."

I grinned down at her, slowing my pace just to tease her. She whimpered, and wriggled around beneath me, trying her hardest to pull my hips closer to hers.

"Nope, sorry babe. Not until you beg for it."

I hated being mean to her, but I just really loved hearing her beg. Especially now, when she was nothing but a sweaty panting mess, and her voice was all high-pitched and breathy.

Her mouth moved as she tried to formulate actual coherent sentences, lips trembling with pleasure.

"L-Len...please..." she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Please what, Carrie?" I asked, knowing damn well what she wanted.

A few more moans escaped her mouth, her breathing still heavy.

"C-cant..." She panted.

"Yes you can baby. Come on, just say it."

I nibbled on her ear, making her shiver under my touch. Her mouth opened once more.

"L-Len!" she squeaked.

"Yes?"

She paused for a moment, and I moved from her ear to her neck, leaving little love bites on her skin. My fingers rubbed harder against her, making her writhe even more. She bit her bottom lip, a look of pleasure on her face.

"L-Lenny, please! Just fuck me already!" she shouted.

My grin grew larger.

"Sure thing babe."

I lined myself up with her entrance, wasting no time, and began to thrust into her, slowly at first. She moaned out my name, digging her black polished nails into my back.

"H-harder!"

I complied, going as fast as I could. I could tell she was getting close, and so was I. She gripped the sheets, biting down on her lip again, her back arched up off of the bed. Just looking at her like that was almost enough to send me over the edge.

"L-Lens, I'm g-gonna..." she couldn't even finish her sentence.

Carrie came, screaming my name so loud, I thought everyone in the building would hear. I came inside of her just seconds later, collapsing on top of her. I placed small kisses all over her neck as she came down from her intense orgasm, and her arms wound around my waist.

"Lens, that was amazing," she said, when her breathing had returned to normal.

"Yeah, it was," I agreed. "I love you Carrie."

She smiled at me, and pressed her lips to mine in a soft peck.

"I love you too Lenny."

My phone's loud ringing interrupted my amazing dream. That was the fifth night in a row I had dreamed about my best friend and I having sex. I've had a huge crush on her for I don't know how long. I couldn't tell her, no matter how many times I've thought about it. She'd hate me, and I don't want to ruin our friendship. I rolled over in bed, grabbing my phone off of the nightstand. Not bothering to check who it was, I answered it.

"Hello?" I said, probably sounding a lot more annoyed than was needed.

I didn't mean to be rude, I just wasn't extremely happy about being woken from such an amazing dream.

"Hey, Lens," came her beautiful voice.

The sound of it made my stomach flutter and my heart beat faster. I hated how she always had that effect on me. It was so not manly.

"H-hey, Carrie," I stuttered, a habit I had whenever I talked to her. "W-what's up?"

I could hear her giggle, making my stomach flutter once more.

"Practice, that's what's up."

My eyes widened as I looked at the clock. Shit! It's already ten-thirty, I was supposed to show up for practice at nine.

"Shit, I'm so sorry Carrie. I overslept."

"Must have been a pretty good dream for you to not want to wake up."

I blushed. I wasn't about to tell her that she was what I had dreamed about.

"Umm, y-yeah."

"So are you gonna like, tell me?" she questioned, sounding genuinely curious.

"Uh, um, i-its nothing really."

"It doesn't sound like nothing."

I didn't answer, mainly because I didn't know what to say. She must have sensed I didn't really want to tell her, so she changed the subject.

"It's okay, you don't have to tell me about your awesome dream if you don't want to." she said, laughter in her voice. "Just hurry up and get here, okay?"

"Sure, I'll be there soon."

We hung up, and I sat there on my bed for a few moments, not wanting to get up. The only motivation I had was knowing that I'd get to see Carrie. I sighed, pushing myself up onto my feet. Maybe I'd tell her one day, just not anytime soon.