Welcome back! I always enjoyed reading bechloe pretend AUs so I thought I'd give it a go.
You know me, always a slow burn but this time, I can't promise a happy ending. I may make it a series but right now, it's a cliffhanger. Read at your own risk ;)
This is all in Beca's POV. At the moment, there is no POV for Chloe yet but again, I might not be able to resist and upload a version with Chloe's POV.
Chapter 1
I've been living in New York for almost a year now. I found a two-bedroom apartment and lived with my housemate Chloe. I met her through , she posted an ad there and I applied. Now here I am.
The place was a good five-minute walk from the studio where I worked and it was great. Chloe's place of work I learned was a ten-minute walk. She works at a call centre for Apple.
She's in the Complaints Department, which I personally think is perfect for her. She has this special way of calming people down and putting them at ease.
We weren't close but we would have the casual night in with beer or wine and watch trashy reality TV shows such as Married at First Sight or The Bachelor.
On the rare occasion that I would say yes, we would even have a girls' night out where Chloe invites me to go out with her friends and I feel really special being part of their squad. I never had that growing up. She would even lend me her clothes and do my hair and make up.
I'm not dating anyone at the moment nor am I looking for anyone to date. I just want to focus with work first and be happy where I'm at before I invite another person into my messed up life.
As for Chloe I don't think she's seeing anyone right now. There was Dom, who she was seeing for a month and then there was Isabella who she saw for two weeks and Sophia who I honestly thought would last but didn't. Oh and three day Steve, of course.
At some point, I just gave up getting to know her partners because they never last anyway. Despite her dating history, I loved how Chloe embraced her sexuality. She's the epitome of love is love.
Our apartment had one car space and Chloe didn't drive so even though I walked to work I had a car. It was so I can drive to my parent's place, which was a good 50-minute drive. It's also slowly becoming our thing where when Chloe is really drunk, she would call me to pick her up wherever and like what I said to her, I didn't really mind, she could call me anytime and if I could I would.
I visit my parent's place from time to time on the weekends. On one particular visit, they wanted me to invite Chloe over so I did.
"Hey Chloe, what are you doing this weekend?"
"Nothing yet, what's up? You wanna go out?"
"Actually my parents, I think you've met them once or twice, they wanted to have you over on Saturday, just bring an overnight bag or something."
"So we can still go out Friday night then?"
"I mean, if you're going out, I don't mind."
"Okay. Let's do that then."
"So is that a yes to my parents?"
"Yeah. I'd love to join you."
"Cool. I'll let them know."
"Is that a yes to Friday night?"
"Sure, why not." I shrugged.
Saturday night at my parents' with Chloe was not what I expected. Actually, I didn't know what to expect. I don't usually invite friends over to my place much less to my parents'. They loved her, which was no surprise. Chloe was just so good with people.
Sunday morning though was a different story. The one time I have a friend over, the topic over breakfast was about gays, lesbians and same sex marriage. This was triggered by an ad for pride while we were watching the morning news in the living room. But like I said, Chloe was good with people.
"All the bad things happening today is God's way of punishing us." My mom blurted out and I could not be more mortified. Both my parents were Catholics. I was raised Catholic too.
Thankfully no one commented. So that was the end of that. But then the ad for pride month came on again.
"That." My mom points at the TV. "That's one of the biggest sins, same sex marriage being legalized, I mean it was bad enough to be gay or lesbian, but marrying. What a mockery. Don't you think?" My mom turned to my dad.
"Yes dear. 100%. But I'm sure like all trends it'll pass."
I was seated next to Chloe on the couch. She was on my left. But I just looked down on my coffee. I couldn't even look at her. I was too embarrassed.
"I don't think it's a sin Mrs Mitchell." Chloe spoke up. " I think it all boils down to love and I always found love in all forms beautiful. Don't you think?"
I turned to her and she briefly smiles and winks at me before she was looking at my mom waiting for a response. She wasn't being disrespectful or anything; in fact she was actually the opposite.
"Oh Chloe dear you are too precious and far too young. Bless your kind heart though."
I just wished the ground ate me up at this point. I went back to staring at my cup. I didn't expect Chloe to respond further but she did.
"But love is lovely isn't it?"
"Yes of course but only between a man and a woman."
"I believe everyone is capable of love, it shouldn't have to matter who you love."
"Alright, let's stop there." I felt like I had to butt in. I can see my mom and Chloe going back and forth about this. I grabbed Chloe's arm and gave it a squeeze. I was mentally begging her to let it go.
I then turned to my parents and stood up. "I think it's time for me and Chloe to go so we can prepare for work tomorrow."
My dad who I think was feeling the same as me stood up as well. "Good idea, Beca. It was so good to see you. And you too Chloe."
"Thanks for having me Mr and Mrs Mitchell." Chloe was following me out now.
"See you next time folks." I said.
"Drive carefully Beca." My dad said.
"I will."
I was dreading the drive back to our apartment cause I couldn't get over what my mom and dad said over morning tea.
I think Chloe sensed it so she was the first to bring it up.
"Hey. Don't worry about it. It's all right. I still respect your parents despite their opinions. And I still enjoyed this weekend."
"Thanks Chloe. I appreciate that. And I am sorry for how they are."
"Like I said, it's okay. Actually, I'm sorry. It's just that I couldn't sit there and say nothing."
"It's okay. Don't be sorry. I usually just ignore it when they say things like that. I'm really sorry you had to witness that."
Chloe just smiles and shake her head. She puts on her sunnies and that my cue to turn up the volume of the radio. We didn't talk again after that.
When we got home, I just went straight to my room. I don't know why my parents' opinions on LGBT really bothered me. I don't particularly label myself as gay or bi. I'm straight, as far as I knew. But I don't know, their comments really hurt.
Chloe, thankfully, doesn't bring up that weekend anymore. A week later, we were having our night in watching The Bachelor. I was having one too many glasses of wine. It was just one of those nights.
Actually an invitation came in the mail earlier; my parents were going to renew their vows in two weeks. I don't know why they had to send me a formal invitation.
I was sitting on the floor and Chloe was stretched out on the couch with her wine glass in hand. Without saying anything, I flicked it over to Chloe. The invitation fell on her lap. She put her wine glass down and grabbed the envelope.
I watched her as she read through the invite.
"Wow at the Hamptons. Fancy."
I took a big gulp of my wine. "Tell me about it."
"If you need help in dress shopping, let me know, I would love to go shopping with you."
I downed my wine and inelegantly put it down on the table and turned to Chloe again. I rest my arm on the couch and I wasn't expecting it to land on Chloe's thigh but it did and it didn't seem to bother Chloe one bit.
"Tell me, how did you know you were gay or bi or whatever?"
"What do you mean? Do you think you're attracted to women?"
"No, I'm pretty sure not in that way. I was just curious. I mean, you seem to have it all figured out."
Chloe just laughs at me. "You are so drunk Beca. No more wine for you." She was about to reach for the wine bottle at the middle of the table but I beat her to it.
I grabbed the wine bottle before Chloe could and clutched it to my chest.
"No I can do one more." I poured myself some and spilled some of it on the table. Thankfully no wine was spilled on the carpet. Chloe just kept laughing but she got up to grab paper towel.
"Okay okay, but stop spilling the wine, you're wasting it."
She came back and sat closer next to me this time, her knees were literally brushing my shoulder. I just watched her wipe the table and then pour her glass some more wine.
She nudged me with her knee softly. "What about you Beca, how do you know you're straight?"
"I don't know. I just know. That's why I'm asking you. You can't just ask me the same thing differently." I looked up to her but then I end up pressing my nose on the skin a little above her knee. "That smells good, what is that?"
"That would be my lotion you dork. But thank you."
My nose is still pressed in the area just above her knee. "Is it new? That's really good. I don't think I've smelt that before."
"I've had the same one since you moved here."
"Really? That's odd." I then stood up and sat next to Chloe. A little too close but again Chloe didn't flinch and stayed where she is. She was even looking at me with an amused grin.
"What is it Bec?"
"Bec? I like that."
"Yeah? Well good. I think it's about time I give you a proper nickname."
"Just so you know, Beca was a nickname already."
"Oh, really? I didn't picture you to be a Rebeca."
"It's actually short for Isabeca." It was my lame attempt at a joke and Chloe only bit her lip. "Anyway not important. So do you want to be my date for my parents' renewal of vows?"
"Your date?"
"Yeah because how funny would it be if we went there as a couple? My parents would lose it."
"Woah, who said anything about us being a couple? You're not going to get me that easy."
"It's just pretend. Chill out. You're not even my type."
"Excuse me?"
"Get over it. You're way too hot for my liking."
"I'm not sure if I should take that as a compliment, or?"
I don't know what was going on with me, but I suddenly put an arm on Chloe's shoulders and leaned forward. I even went as far as putting my finger on her lips. "Shhh. Just think about this Chloe, my homophobic parents watching their only daughter all weekend getting all chummy with a girl."
"Getting chummy? Oh my god I have not seen you this drunk."
"Come on Chloe, please. I don't know who else to ask."
"I don't know, I don't think I want to hurt your parents like that. I would also like to be invited back to your parents' house thank you very much. How about I just find you someone else?"
"Someone else, are you kidding? I won't be comfortable with anyone else."
"So you're comfortable with me?"
"Of course. I live with you."
"Let's say I agree. What's in it for me?"
"Hamptons, free food, unlimited drinks, it's like we're going on vacation and I'll owe you."
Chloe did think about it for a bit and I was still racking my brains for what else she can get out of this situation. To be honest I think the free booze was my best chance.
"All right, sounds good but only on one condition."
"Anything."
"Don't fall in love with me."
This took me aback and then I started laughing. I was holding on to my stomach from laughing so hard. I also started to wipe actual tears. What the fuck?
"I'm serious Beca. You can't fall in love with me."
"That's easy. But may I ask why?"
"I don't want you being confused and mistaking that confusion for love that you have for me. This is my safe zone. I'm going to have to kick you out if anything happens."
"Stop right there Missy, I think you're the one overthinking this. You are way too ahead of yourself. Yes you are pretty and hot and nice and I guess every man and woman would fall for you but not me."
"Really? And what separates you from the rest?"
"Well first of all, I have lived with you for the past nine or ten months and nope sorry to burst your bubble, but no feelings for you."
"Prove it."
"What do you mean? How?"
"Well you said you were straight right and you didn't have feelings for me? Although I'm pretty sure you find me attractive."
"To be fair, anyone with eyes will find you attractive."
"So you do find me attractive." Chloe was smirking.
"But not in that way."
"Then kiss me."
"Why would I do that?"
"Well, if we're going to pretend to be a couple, we have to do things that couples do such as kissing. And we have to practice, we can't just say one thing and act like another thing."
"Well it doesn't mean we have to do what couples do. We just pretend that we're doing what couples do."
"That's going to be a problem cause make believe or not, I am a very sweet and touchy girlfriend and I would want my partner to be as comfortable with me. I like you as a housemate and I don't want things to get weird so before I agree to this so I have to make sure you won't fall in love with me."
"And I'm telling you now, I won't fall in love with you. Why is this such a big deal for you?"
Chloe hesitates but then she smirks. "I think you're underestimating me, Bec." Chloe was leaning towards me as she said it.
I gulped. Even I who was straight, had to admit that was a little intimidating.
Chloe laughed again. "Just kiss me so we'll find out."
"So if I do kiss you will you be convinced then that I won't fall for you?"
"Last time I checked, couples don't only kiss. They do all sorts of other things too."
I gulped again. This just makes Chloe laugh some more and moved back to her corner of the sofa.
"Yeah I knew you'd fold. You can't handle me. You know, I think I'm going to call it a night." She then gave me a wink and got up.
"Good night Beca." She called back to me while walking towards her room.
"Wait. How do I know you won't fall in love with me? For all I know, you may have a crush on me already." I said from the sofa.
"Yeah, no. See you in the morning." That was her only response.
I downed my wine again and got up from the couch myself and chased after Chloe. I caught up with her just in time before she closed her door. She opened her door wider and looked at me.
"What is it?"
I stepped in and grabbed her face with both my hands and kissed her hard. I closed my eyes and kept pushing at Chloe to let me in. I pushed Chloe to a wall and pinned her there. When one of my hands found its way to her waist it made her gasp. I pushed my tongue in as soon as she did and I couldn't help the moan coming from me cause this was honestly the hottest thing I've done and Chloe was not holding back. Her arms somehow found themselves around my neck and she was pulling me towards her too. I froze when I realised my hands were on her bare skin, my right hand somehow found itself under Chloe's shirt. I pulled my hand out and I opened my eyes and looked at Chloe who was looking back at me already. She was all flushed and her lips were a bit swollen. It didn't help that we were both breathing heavy.
She still had her arms around my neck so I couldn't really pull away even if I wanted to. "Wow I didn't know you had that in you. Now can you still say you won't fall for me?"
"That was hot. I think I like kissing you."
Chloe tilted her head and raised an eyebrow at me.
"But that doesn't mean I'm going to fall for you."
"Really?" Chloe then starts to lick her lips. She then leans in and nips at my ear and its doing all sorts of things to me.
"How else can I prove it to you?" I squeaked. It came out like a whisper almost. Chloe was in control now. She pulls back and looks at me straight in the eyes as her hands found their way to the hem of my shirt. She was slowly pulling it up without breaking eye contact with me.
"Are you up for this?"
"For what?" It came out as a whisper.
"We tell each other what we want to do. You ready? Of course, we can stop whenever you want. You are the one who went into my room so you can also leave whenever you want."
"And if we do this and I come out not falling in love with you, will you then be my pretend girlfriend?"
"Oh totes." Chloe's answer was quick. "But then if you fall for me, then I guess you should start packing."
"I think you're the one underestimating me."
"I won't lie but you continue to surprise me. You know there's no going back from this."
For some reason I didn't want to back down. "Why can't you just agree to be my pretend girlfriend?"
"I already told you, pretend or not."
"I know I know. You're going to be all touchy feely. So I have to prove I'm immune to that right."
"Yup!"
"But I don't know how to do this." I was slightly embarrassed but it's the truth. I've never been with a girl before.
"You've touched yourself before right? Just do the same to me."
I blushed instantly. "What do you mean? Why won't you just do your thing and get it over with."
"That's not how it works Bec."
"So, we're really doing this?"
"It's up to you."
This was a dangerous game. I mean it was bad enough that I kissed Chloe. I looked down to Chloe's hands that were still holding on to the hem of my shirt. How confident was I with my sexuality? Honestly right now, not so much. But I am competitive and I hated losing. It feels like Chloe was challenging me and I was not going to back down so easily.
I look down at the hem of my shirt again and as if in a trance I raised both my arms and Chloe lifted the shirt over my head and tossed it to the floor.
I don't know what got to me but I suddenly grabbed Chloe's shirt and pulled it over her head as well. Unlike me, Chloe was not wearing a bra anymore.
"Fuck." I muttered and Chloe just shrugged.
I leaned into her again and when our lips crashed onto each other's, I let out a moan. Was I turned on? I don't think I've ever been this turned on. Is this normal? I could also blame it on the dry spell I've been on. Then Chloe was pushing me towards her bed. I was a goner at this point.
I fell to the bed but Chloe was still standing in front of me. I propped myself up and grabbed her hand to pull her in and she fell on top of me willingly. My hands were roaming as soon as she did but I was being sloppy with my hands cause I didn't know where else to put them.
Chloe pulled back from the kiss and she was giggling. She was straddling me at this point and I can almost feel her warmth. I was averting my eyes to keep me from staring at her breasts.
"Relax." She then grabbed both my hands and put it on her hips. "It's okay, you're alright. You can touch me."
"See?" She says as she guided my hands at first then let go. I continued to move my hands up and down feeling her ribs. "Slower, really feel me." She says as she leans back down to me.
Our faces were so close as my hands slowly explore Chloe. I could feel myself blush so much when I grazed on her side boob. When Chloe bit her lip I pulled her towards me again and kissed her.
We were kissing and Chloe had her body against mine. Then she pulled back and her kisses travelled down my jaw and neck and fuck she was sucking at my neck where I was sure it was going to leave a mark but I didn't care. I even turned my head to the side to give her more access. I then felt her hands on my bra and I arched my back so she can unclasp them. But instead she stops.
I open my eyes breathing heavily. "Now what?" I didn't mean it to sound the way it did but it sounded exactly like the way it did, like an impatient horny teenager.
"I think we should stop here. We'll have plenty of time before your parents' renewal of vows. And personally I would prefer it when you're not shitfaced drunk."
I tried to hide my disappointment but failed miserably. I was pouting.
"Can I at least stay the night here? I'm too drunk to move." I said shyly with a little sarcasm.
"Of course." She then lays on my side and snuggles to the side of my neck. She puts her arm and leg over me, which I welcome and put my arm over hers. I then stiffened as I slowly processed I have an almost naked Chloe snuggled up to me.
When I was able to relax, I kiss the top of her head. I don't know what made me do that it just seemed right at the time.
"Good night Bec."
I kissed the top of her head again. "Good night Chlo."
I woke up alone on Chloe's bed. And oh my god, everything that happened last night was slowly coming back to me. Fuck.
"Okay, relax Beca. It was just a kiss."
I tried to sit up and my head was throbbing. I looked around and found my clothes neatly folded at the foot of the bed. All I could do was shake my head, as I got dressed.
When I stepped outside, I just followed the smell of coffee and sat at the counter in the kitchen. Chloe looked over her shoulder when she heard me sit down.
"Good morning, sleepyhead. Coffee?"
"Yes please."
"You look terrible, should I be worried? Advil?"
"Thank you yes." I looked at her and just noticed she was dressed. "And where are you off to?"
"Work. One of the girls from work asked if I could cover for her today. I figured I had nothing else to do so why not."
"Oh if I had known you had work I wouldn't have had kept you up last night." That came out wrong and I was already blushing even before the words came out of my mouth.
Chloe was not fazed. "Actually, I slept well. You're a really good snuggle buddy."
"About last night." I was about to start something again that I didn't know how to actually go through with.
"What about it?"
'I could get used to it' was what I wanted to say. Instead I said, "I'm still not in love with you. See? Now can you be my date?"
It was the truth. It was not that I was in love with Chloe. I'm not. I mean who doesn't like snuggles? And blushing was human nature.
"You asked me last night how I knew I was bisexual. I've been thinking about it. Based from my own experience I guess it started with attraction. For me, there was no difference. I mean I was attracted to people and their personalities. It didn't matter to me whether it was a boy or a girl. But sex is what sealed the deal for me. As much as I want to explore your sexual awakening with you, I still think it would be best if you just go on a one-night stand or something. I'll even help you find someone."
"Chlo we've talked about this, I don't want to do it with anyone else."
"So you want to do it with me?"
"Yeah." I admit shyly. "Cause I know you, I'm comfortable with you. We live together. Okay it's a long shot but let's say I do fall in love with you? So what, I'll get over it. I can move on no biggie and then we continue to just being regular housemates. Let's be real, we're not even that close. And I trust you."
We shared a light laugh, which is a relief, especially after my rambling.
"A lot of good points but still think about it. Maybe try watching porn or read stuff."
I literally choked on my coffee.
"Alright I have to go, see you later." I was still coughing because of the coffee that went down the wrong pipe. "You okay?"
"Yeah, just go. I don't want you to be late." I drink some water. "What time do you finish?"
"3ish. See ya. Happy researching!"
I decided to shower a little after Chloe left. "Might as well wash away the hangover."
I couldn't get my head around the term sexual awakening. Was this what was going on with me?
From the moment I saw Chloe, there was no denying I found her to be beautiful. What's worse is that she was beautiful inside and outside. I sometimes wished she was a bitch or something but she wasn't. She was just perfect. But then I never felt anything different until last night.
"What changed?" That was my biggest question.
I myself am surprised that Chloe is single. The feeling of her lips on mine, how her hands roamed on my body, the feeling of her body against mine… what the fuck? Now I'm fantasizing about my housemate, great.
I turned the shower knob to cold. Holy fuck, was I being turned on by thoughts of last night?
What really caught me off guard last night was how Chloe made me make weird noises. I'm usually quiet in bed, other than the heavy breathing, I don't usually moan. I can blame my parents for that as most of my sexual encounters were in my room, which is right next to theirs so god forbid they hear me and my boyfriend at that time doing it. For all they know I was a virgin.
I was also unfamiliar with the sounds I was able to make. Will I admit this to Chloe? Never. She'll think I'm in love with her again. Okay, so she said attraction first. Well that can't be right cause I already admitted I was attracted to her, but I mean, that's Chloe, so I don't think that should count. I'm trying to think of all other attractions I have had with women, I'm trying to remember if any of them made me feel this way. Not once did I have the urge to kiss them. Last night was a new feeling.
I stepped out of the shower and looked at myself in the mirror. "What's happening to me?"
I knew one thing for sure. The main thing that was triggering this was my parents' opinion on the LGBT community. I don't know, for some reason I was so bothered by it. That's what got me to thinking. Was this just me trying to rebel against my parents or what?
I put on some comfy clothes and lazed on the couch. I mindlessly turned on the TV and flicked through the channels and settled with shopping network.
I didn't even realise I fell asleep. I woke up and it was pouring rain. "That's unexpected it didn't seem like it was going to rain today." I grabbed my phone to check the time. It was half past two.
Without thinking, I jumped out to change out of my sweats. I wore jeans and a shirt with a jacket over. I grabbed another jacket just in case Chloe didn't bring hers.
I don't remember Chloe walking out of the house with an umbrella, so like the awesome housemate that I am, I am going to pick up Chloe from work and with this weather, I decided to take my car.
Parking was terrible, what was I thinking taking my car. It was a little after three when I finally found a spot around the back alley of the corner of Chloe's building. I quickly grabbed the umbrella and jacket. I was in such a rush that I didn't realise I left my phone but I figured it was too late to go back and get it now, I was already standing outside Chloe's building.
"Fuck. I'm cold and I'm wet. What if she's already left?"
I don't know if she saw how much my face lit up when I saw her walk outside the glass doors. Oh good she hasn't seen me, but my heart did this weird thing when I saw she didn't have an umbrella. "I knew it."
She just stood there and I can see she's thinking of whether she should brave the rain or wait it out, so I casually started to walk towards her. She saw me when one of her colleagues walked past and asked her if she needed a ride home.
"I appreciate it Scott. But my ride's here." She was smiling at me. I kept my smirk on.
"Alright, I'll see you Monday then." Scott awkwardly walks past me and gives me the knowing nod that I returned.
I hand her the jacket first. "Here. You must be cold."
Chloe takes it but doesn't say anything as she wears it.
"Am I winning you over yet pretend girlfriend? Come on." I offer my arm for her.
She didn't take it. "The apartment's this way Bec." She points her head to the right.
"I drove. Now come here, nerd."
Chloe was a little taller than me so I put my arm around her waist and pull her to me. She then put her arm over my shoulders so we were cramped under my umbrella.
It was still a bit of a walk to the car and we were laughing as we both still got pretty much wet from the rain. As soon as we were seated, we were drying ourselves with what we can. Chloe removed her jacket and used that to dry herself. I started the car and jumped a little when Chloe leaned into me and started to dry me with her jacket as well.
"It's the thought that counts." She shrugs back to her seat when she saw the jacket wasn't doing much drying and put on her seatbelt.
I wasn't sure if it was just me or the heaters I turned on, but the short drive back to the apartment was hot. Chloe tried to make small talk with me, but to be honest I was spacing out.
I know she can tell by now that I was being weird. Even the elevator ride to our apartment was awkward. We were on opposite ends of the elevator and when we got off, Chloe fell back and let me step out first. She was just following me as I fumbled around to look for the keys.
I got the keys but I don't know why I couldn't get the fuckin' thing in the thing. I was getting frustrated. I froze when I felt Chloe's body pressing into my back. It's like she was hugging me from behind.
"Here. Let me." She says and I can feel her warm breath on my neck. She rested her chin on my shoulder as she reached out to grab the keys from my hand and swiftly unlocked the door. She opened it and released me from that torture as she allowed me to step in first.
She dangled my keys in front of me and I took it. I removed my shoes and jacket first and turned around to watch Chloe remove her own shoes.
"Fuck it." I say as I pin Chloe to our door very much similar to last night and kissed her again. I put one hand on her neck to keep her in place but she was kissing me back with the same intensity.
"What's happening?" Chloe asked when we broke from our kiss.
I just smiled and grabbed her hand. I led her to my room this time. We kissed again and clothes were coming off way faster than last night.
She was on top of me again and we were both fully naked. She stops again and this brings me so much déjà vu feel from last night.
"Do you really want me to beg?" I asked.
"Are you sure about this?"
"Chlo, I'm a big girl. I can handle it."
"Tell me what you want me to do then."
"Just fuck me please, just." I was cut off by Chloe's kiss. If I didn't know she was holding back before now I know for sure she was not holding back this time.
I gasped when I felt her right hand start massaging my left boob and her thumb and finger flicking, rubbing and pulling on my nipple. I was all Chloe's now. I missed her lips right away when she pulled back as her kisses travelled down my neck and my legs started to part and Chloe put one leg in between. I don't know when I started grinding on her leg but I do and that's where I found myself. I lost it when she brought her mouth to one of my breasts, sucking and playing with my erect nipple with her tongue.
"You like that?" I hear Chloe but all I could respond with was a whimper. "You want more? I have to hear it Bec."
She continued to squeeze and caress my breasts and my arousal was beyond me. I did not know this about myself but holy shit was I going to get an orgasm from Chloe simply giving my nips some love.
"Yes please." I say out of breath.
"Try to keep still." She says. I arch my back towards her and she caught my breast with her mouth again. I drew a sharp breath and gripped on the sheets. It was sensational. I was slowly becoming blind. I was learning so much about myself. All at the same time.
Chloe releases one of my nipples with a pop and looks up at me. "I think I just found your sweet spot." She teases.
"Is this okay?" She asks gently when my eyes met hers. I didn't know what she was pertaining to until I felt two fingers in my centre. All I could do was nod and grind into her some more. I was back to the moaning louder than the night before.
"Shh. I got you." Chloe was kissing me in between while her fingers continued to play with my clit, increasing the pressure. "You're so wet."
I cling on Chloe tight as her fingers kept on the pressure but when she inserted two fingers in, I was back to gripping the sheets and opened my legs wider for Chloe.
"Faster baby please."
I leaned back with my eyes shut as Chloe sucked on my neck while continuing with the rhythm. I knew I wasn't going to last long when Chloe found her other hand playing with my breast.
"I'm coming." It started with a whisper and Chloe increased her rhythm. I became more frantic. My eyes were shut. When I felt Chloe's mouth in between my legs that's what pushed me to the edge.
"I'm coming I'm coming I'm."
So that's what an orgasm felt like. I lay there exhausted after. She was still rubbing my centre and I jerked from the movement. I dared to open my eyes and looked to Chloe with her most gentle blue eyes on mine but then she brings her two fingers into her mouth and licks them clean.
"Fuck me. That's hot." I didn't even care if I said that out loud.
She giggles and leans into me and started kissing me passionately. I broke the kiss. I could taste myself from Chloe's mouth and it was the hottest thing I've ever done.
"Wait, shouldn't I be doing anything to you too? It's not fair for you."
"It's okay. We're not in a rush." Chloe settled down next to me and lifted her arm to invite me in to snuggle. I turned to her and rested my head on her bare chest. I put my arm over her hips at first, drawing circles at the curve.
"You're really good you know."
My head was shaking as Chloe was laughing. I then found my hand playing with her breasts while she calms down from her laugh. Her heavy breathing encouraging me that I was doing something right and that I should keep going.
But then Chloe grabbed my hand and held it back over to her hips and intertwined our fingers.
"Don't start anything, you can't finish." She simply says. She was right I was exhausted. All I could do was look up to her and placed a lingering kiss on her jaw.
"Thank you." I whisper to her before I gave in to sleep while Chloe softly hummed and played with my hair. It was the last thing I remember.
I woke up alone again but this time on my own bed. Just like the other morning, my clothes were neatly folded at the foot of the bed.
I stared at myself in the mirror. I had hickeys all over my chest and my neck.
I saw Chloe on the couch watching TV. She hasn't seen me yet and as if on autopilot, I walk behind to where she was, held her face with both hands and kissed the top of her head.
I was internally panicking. What the fuck was I doing?
It was only until I looked down to see Chloe looking up at me with a smile that I was able to relax. "What was that for?"
I hopped on the couch trying to look cool, thanking my luck today that I didn't fall on my face.
"Look at what you've done." I showed Chloe my neck.
She chuckled. "Sorry I got carried away." But I could tell she wasn't sorry at all.
"So I was thinking. Well I was thinking about what you said."
"Are you going to ask me to be your date again?"
"Sort of yes. But hear me out."
"By all means." Chloe crossed her arms and waited for me to continue.
"I realised I was being a dick. I was going to put you in a position that you weren't comfortable with. My parents may not be perfect and were very wrong in the things they said but you're right, hurting them is not the answer."
I looked to Chloe trying to search for any indication of what she was thinking. But her facial expression remained the same. It was almost a bit stoic.
"I still want you to come with me to my parents' renewal of vows, but not as my pretend girlfriend, but as my friend or as my housemate or whatever you wanna call it. I hate going to those events and I feel like I'll enjoy it if I have you there with me. We can get you your own room if you want. You can even go home earlier."
She remained silent but I can see now she had her thinking face on.
"Okay. I'm done now, please say something." I don't know why I was so nervous about this.
"I always thought we were friends. Now I'm starting to second-guess that. Why wouldn't you think we were friends?"
"Really?" I sighed. "I don't know, after last night, I wasn't sure if you still wanted to be friends with me."
"Why not? Last night was okay, right?"
"Last night was great." My cheeks went all warm and red at the thought.
"We can still pretend if it'll make you feel better. I saw how bothered you were by their comments. I was sort of looking forward to seeing the look on their faces actually."
"Right?" I agree in an instant. "But then again I do still want to have you over for the weekends with my parents to make it bearable. So, friends?" I offered my hand.
"Friends." And we shook on it.
"That's a yes to you being my 'plus one' right?"
"Yes it is."
"Okay I just wanted to make sure."