I awakened and could feel warm, strong arms around my body, a heart beating calmly, and I could hear breathing so soothing that it reminded me of waves in the ocean. Then I realized the events that took place last night. I had been raped, had lied and was in the arms all night by the most loving person I know, my best friend Ashley Davies. I removed her arms then slipped out from under them and placed a pillow where I was so that I wouldn’t disturb her sleeping. She laid there so calm and peaceful, I love her so much, and she is the one that I have a yearning to be more than friends with. However, I can not bring myself to make the first move; she might refuse my advances like I have been rejected before. I am just afraid to confess my desires to her or anyone for that matter. It is so lonely when you have a fantastic best friend, but you can not tell them this because it is about them. I do not want to lose the friendship we have just because I can not contain my feelings for her. Our friendship comes first over anything else.

I remember as I am sitting in the chair next to the bed that I was the one that asked her to stay with me until I fell asleep. However, she said she would stay all night and keep me safe. As I look at her lying on my bed, so innocently I have an aching feeling in my stomach because I know that I can not live without her, I want to kiss her and straddle her waist and lean down and kiss those lips. I want to wake her by kissing those sensuous lips. While I unbutton her pants and rest my hand on her mound and tap her clit with my thumb to make her come on me. I want to put my tongue in her mouth as she moans in mine. I want to put in two fingers and play with her to make her come again over and over….

“Hey there beautiful” Ashley said rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

“Hi, I didn’t mean to wake you” I responded to the sweet compliment turning my head as I was blushing. As she sat up I moved my hand from my own mound so she would not know that I was getting myself off watching her sleep.