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Lily Donavan sat curled up on the Lennox’s couch. Cameron was in his room playing online games while both of their mothers had gone to the bar. Both were single and had raised the two side-by-side, Cameron being a year older than her.
It was pretty common that the two were left together. Which they didn’t mind, they had grown to be best friends and would be spending time with each other if it wasn’t so late in the night. They were supposed to be sleeping but instead, each of them were doing their own thing.
Lily’s happened to be reading a raunchy romance book she stole from her mom’s bookshelves. She knew she shouldn’t have it, her mother would ground her for sure. But something about the adult books always drew her to them. The words on their pages lit a fire inside her and had her clenching her legs together.
Her hand slipped under the comforter she had brought over and navigated its way into her panties. Two fingers slid under the cotton material, a soft moan falling from her lips. Her eyes continued with the scene on the page and her teeth nipped at her bottom lip. Gently, she inserted a finger tip and her eyes read faster, eating up every hot, steamy word.
Suddenly, the book was ripped from her hands.
“What are you reading?” Cameron’s teasing voice fill her ears.
Lily gasped, her jaw dropping and her hand flying away from her pants. She blushed a crimson red and reached for the book with her not so dirty hand.
“Gi-Give it back!”
“What’s so interesting about these things?” He grinned, dangling the book in front of her but thankfully not really looking at it.
“I borrowed it from my mom, Cameron! I can’t ruin it.” She only half lied.
“Your mom?” Intriguing him more.
He turned the book towards him, his eyes glancing over the sentences and lines that only seconds ago she was touching herself to.
“Oh.” His grin dropped off his lips.
“Do-Don’t tell my mom. Please.” Lily spoke with watery eyes.
Her head was down in shame and her face felt hot. Heck, her whole body felt hot. Cameron was her best friend but he was also a boy. She had no idea what he would do with this sort of information, this sort of power over her.
“I won’t.” He swallowed hard, his eyes glued to the page.
“Give it ba-back then.” She cautiously peered up at him.
His shaggy blonde hair hung slightly over his forehead and ears. His denim colored eyes moved slowly over the page in front of him, his lips parting before he licked his lips and turned his eyes to her.
“You’re interested in this?” His voice soft, not a hint of mocking.
Lily dropped her head again, her hands in her lap and her heart pounded. She wasn’t sure what she should say. That she was a pervert? That she already fantasized about sex at the age of 12? Already wanted to know what it felt like?
“Lily?” His voice came again when she didn’t answer him. “Do you want to do stuff like this?”
“N-No!” She held her hands up, her head shooting up to face him. “I-I just.. um..”
“Do.. Do you want to with me?” This time, his eyes were unable to meet hers.
Lily’s thoughts froze. Try them? With Cameron? She had been curious. Her body burned with a need that she didn’t know how to cure and Cameron would be the safest way to explore those feelings.
She bit into her lip once more and brought her eyes up to his dark form in front of her.
“Yes.” She breathed softly.
Cameron tossed down his controller. His friends were starting to get off and the online players replacing them sucked. He sighed heavily, his mind wondering to Lily. He felt his cock give a twitch and blushed softly.
He’d had a crush on her for a while now. The smell of her cinnamon-colored hair, her doe- like honey brown eyes, and her plump pink lips. The way she laughed or how her nose squishes up at something she dislikes.
During mid thought, he heard something down the hall. His head turned toward the doorway. Lily was in the living room, probably reading a book. He decided to see if he was right.
The next few years, the two awkwardly explored each other’s bodies until they became experts. From hands to mouths to full intimacy. Their comfort zone shattering any embarrassment they might have and allowing them to be vocal about any likes, dislikes, and interests.
They knew how to play each other, how to ask for it without words or to turn each other on with a gentle caress. Their sex drives always matching each other’s and their interests never turning to another person. Had anyone known how they were with each other, they’d say they were a couple but they always claimed to be just friends.