Made for You

  I cringed after I blurted that out. “Shit. I didn’t mean to say that.”

  She chuckled. “It’s okay. I know what went on between y’all. Mason has already assured me of his feelings. Listen, I get that you’re feeling nervous about everything. Move slow. You don’t have to jump right back into having hot sweaty sex. But you sure as hell could play naughty with other things.”

  “Ugh. Don’t say things like that, Becca!”

  “Sorry!” she chuckled then went on. “Why don’t you take things slow? Like when you first started dating. When you get back, invite him over for dinner, do some heavy-duty foreplay, but take things slow.”

  “Okay, but that doesn’t help me right now. He’ll be in my bed! I’m horny as hell and his body is going to be up against mine. I’m going to combust.”

  “You know what you have to do.”

  “I can’t.”

  “Yes, you can. Girl, if you want to make it through the night, you have to do it.”

  It was then I realized I hadn’t asked her why she had called. “Hey, why did you call? Is everything okay?”

  “Yeah. It’s great. I wanted to tell you about my hot sexual escapade with Mason this afternoon.”

  I pushed off the sink. “No way!”

  “Yes way! Oh my God. Why didn’t you tell me he was so big! I’m not going to walk right for a week.”

  I scrunched up my nose. “Gross. Too much information, Becca.” For a brief moment I thought it might have been awkward for Becca to be talking about having sex with Mason. After all, we had been fuck buddies for the last few years. Even though I knew Mason still dated and saw other women, he never slept with my best friend. But it wasn’t awkward. I could hear the happiness in Becca’s voice.

  “Sorry. I didn’t know who else to talk to about it. But if it’s too weird…”

  “No! I’m dying to hear more about it, it’s just, Holden will be here soon and I should probably go … ah … I should go and …”

  “Get yourself off. Jesus, just say it, Em.”

  “Right. I’ll talk to you tomorrow before we leave. And Becca?”

  “Yeah?”

  I couldn’t ignore the warm feeling that spread through my chest. Knowing Becca was with Mason, the guy she had been crushing on for so long, made me happier than I realized.

  “I’m sorry about being with Mason. It was a shitty thing to keep doing knowing you liked him.”

  “Oh, Em. You don’t have anything to be sorry about. I was married when y’all hooked up. It wasn’t like you did it on purpose. Everything happened for a reason, right?”

  I nodded, even though she couldn’t see me. “Yeah. I love you, Becca.”

  “Love you too. Good luck tonight. You’re going to need it.”

  Before I had the chance to respond, she was gone.

  With a long drawn out sigh, I set my phone on the sink and glanced down. Slowly slipping my hand down my pants, I softly rubbed my clit. With my eyes closed, I pictured Holden’s face between my legs. My hips jerked and I gasped at my fantasy.

  My head dropped back more as I lifted my one leg and set it on the toilet. I could smell the woodsy scent of Holden in the room with me and that spurred me to go faster.

  A slight moan escaped from my lips as I pictured Holden’s lips slowly moving down my body. The closer it came to my clit the faster my hand moved. His name slipped from my lips as my orgasm began to build.

  “Holden, oh God.”

  Then the heavenly feeling vanished.

  My entire world came to a complete stop when I felt heat on my wr