Chapter 54

Natalie was taking it well, Jordan thought. Or, at least, she wasn’t freaking out. Outwardly. Inwardly, who knew what was happening? And to be fair, Jordan’s own composure extended only to the outside as well. Because she’d just told her best friend that she intended to become her ‘endurance coach’. That she’d made it her personal goal to play with Natalie so frequently and thoroughly that she built up a strong resistance to that sensitive member between her legs.

And, with Natalie’s skill likely having run its course, it was time to make good on that promise. Jordan guided Natalie’s hand away—being rubbed down there also had Jordan’s thoughts compromised, for obvious reasons—then put her hands on Natalie’s hips and met her bright blue eyes with a serious gaze.

“So,” Jordan said. “There’s no reason to dawdle. This’ll be session one.”

Unfortunately, Jordan’s calm tone could only set Natalie at ease so much. At the announcement, her eyes widened.

“Now?” She hesitated. “Are you sure, Jay?”

“What? You aren’t comfortable with it?”

“It’s not that I’m not,” Natalie said, incredulous. Then, she blushed, as if she hadn’t meant to give away how much she was okay with it. In a lower tone of voice, she insisted, “But you. You’re fine? With that? With me?”

“I feel I’ve made that clear,” Jordan replied coolly.

“But ... why?”

That was a dangerous question. “You’re overthinking it, Nat. It’s just some fun. We can be ... best friends with benefits.”

‘Best friends with benefits’. And the difference between that and being girlfriends was what, exactly?

Jordan obviously didn’t voice the question. But really ... the way Natalie nodded slowly, as if her explanation made perfect sense. Knowing this irritating girl, a few weeks from now, she’d be stuffing Jordan full, slapping between her legs with desperate jerks, filling up her sixth condom and bringing Jordan to climax in a ‘perfectly platonic way’.

She tried not to fidget at the imagery. It had invaded a bit too easily for comfort. But by the ways things were progressing, it might happen. This might result in, eventually, going all the way. What would that be like? Having Natalie inside her? Jordan hadn’t ever cared much for phallic objects, but when Natalie was the one wielding it, the idea suddenly had much more appeal. To a burning, dizzying degree.

“Best friends with benefits,” Natalie finally said. “Yeah. Yeah, that makes sense.”

Only to her it would.

But Jordan’s plan had worked. She could hardly be mad.

“But still,” Natalie said. “I feel like you’re doing too much to help me.”

“Then return the favor here and there,” Jordan said, rolling her eyes.

The words just ... slipped from her. She was worked up from Natalie’s groping session. It took visible effort to repress the wince. But, they’d been said. No taking them back.