He laid her down onto the bed, his body falling on top of her with his mouth never leaving hers for a second, his hands running over her body. Something had changed in him and he seemed desperate for her now. Her heart was racing and she kissed him deeply, clinging onto his shoulders and lifting her hips off the bed to rub against his hardness. She wanted him inside of her so bad she couldn't stand it.

He groaned and reached down, guiding himself to her opening and then he looked up and his eyes locked onto hers as he nudged at her entrance.

He slid in a little bit, breaking through the seal and she took in air, holding her breath as he gradually slid in deeper, feeling her insides stretching to accommodate his size. It was uncomfortable and she winced in pain as it felt like it was stretching more than she could handle.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yeah," she said breathlessly, nodding.

He slowly pushed in further and she closed her eyes and bit her lip.

"I'm sorry. I'm a lot bigger than the average guy. I probably should have warned you about that ahead of time but I didn't want to scare you."

She trusted him and she knew he wouldn't hurt her. She looked up into his dark blue eyes and said, "It's okay. Just go slow."

His eyes stayed locked onto hers as he leaned down slowly and gently pressed his lips to hers, making her stomach do a flip as her eyes closed. His gentle kisses made her insides flutter and they got more intense as he deepened the kiss, his tongue massaging against hers as he slowly pushed himself in further. She felt an uncomfortable sharp pain as he broke through something, making her wince again as he pushed all the way in, his hard shaft filling her up completely and she could feel him hitting the back of her insides.

He held it there in place for a minute, deep inside her and feeling him against her cervix started to feel good. She felt him push himself in even deeper, pressing harder against it as he moved in and out and she closed her eyes and moaned. It was so unbelievably good that she was feeling the overwhelming build up of that euphoric feeling again. Her grip on his shoulders tightened as she slammed her eyes shut and bit her lip.

"Dean," she panted, "that feels so good. I don't know how much more of this I can handle."

He held it in that spot until she felt her stomach clench up as she trembled, feeling a tidal wave of pleasure wash over her. This orgasm was different than any she had ever felt before. It was stronger and lasted longer and made her entire body super sensitive and tingly and made her hyper aware of every bit of his skin that was touching hers.

"If you don't stop clamping down on my dick like that this isn't going to last very long," he groaned into her ear, sending a shiver across her skin. "This already feels so much better than it ever has without a barrier between us and you're so fucking tight."

"I'm sorry," she whispered, relaxing her muscles. "I didn't mean to clamp down."

He waited for a few seconds before he started gradually moving in and out, slowly and she closed her eyes and savored how good it felt having him inside her. She had no idea it would feel like this.

"Man you feel so good Berkley. Too good," he groaned into her ear, stopping. He laid there inside her being still for a minute as she felt his heart pounding and heard him breathing heavy.

Then finally he started moving in and out again and it felt so good that she closed her eyes and pushed her head back into the pillow, letting out a deep moan. She let her legs fall open even wider and she lifted her hips off the bed to take him in deeper. It felt so good she started grinding against his length.

He groaned. "Berkley, you have to stop that or I'm gonna come right now."

She tried to stop herself but she couldn't help it. He felt so good that she lifted her butt off the bed and took him in deeper, moving her hips in a circle around him, feeling his length rubbing against her cervix. It felt so amazing she let out a moan and cried out, "You feel so good. I can't stop."

She felt Dean pull back and then drive himself deep inside her with a couple hard thrusts and then his body shuddered as he finished, collapsing onto her. She felt the weight of his body on her and his heart was pounding just like hers was and he was breathing hard. Finally he raised up and pulled out of her, flopping over onto the bed beside her panting.

They both laid there in silence for a minute, catching their breath and staring at the ceiling. Finally he broke the silence.

"I'm really sorry. I've never gotten off that fast before. You were just so tight and it felt so good without a condom. I couldn't stop myself from going. I've never had that problem before."

"It's alright Dean. You don't have to feel bad. It might have been short but it was amazing. I enjoyed it."

"Are you sure you're not just saying that to make me feel better?" he laughed.

"Yes I'm sure," she said with a smile, leaning over and giving him a kiss on the cheek. "It was perfect Dean. I promise. Now I'm gonna go take a shower and get cleaned up."

She got up and walked to the bathroom completely naked and shut the door behind her, hopping into the shower. Her mind was racing with a million thoughts as the hot water trickled over her and she saw some blood washing down the drain. She couldn't believe everything that just happened was with Dean, her best friend. It was hard to wrap her mind around the fact that the Dean that just made her have the most amazing orgasm of her life was the same one she cuddled and watched movies with on weekends and teased about what a chick magnet he was.

As she washed off she was thinking about how they were planning to be just friends after this and were going to pretend like none of it ever happened.

She rested her head against the wall and groaned. How was she ever going to do that? How would she be able to look at him ever again without blushing? How would she be able to look at him without thinking about how delicious his kisses taste or how good it felt having him buried deep inside her? How could she hear his voice and not think about the deep sexy tone he uses when he's having sex that makes her insides flutter and her knees weak?

He had been so right when he said it would change things between them. Maybe she should've listened. She couldn't help but be thankful that she didn't though because that was the most amazing experience of her life.

After she got out of the shower, she wiped the steam off the mirror and looked at herself. She looked a little different, a little happier, with flushed rosy cheeks and a curve of a smile on her mouth.

She took a deep breath in and let it out. She needed to forget about it now. She needed to forget about what her and Dean had just done and push it out of her mind so she could move on, date other guys and fall in love with one of them, because Dean wasn't an option.

She told herself all of this, trying so desperately to convince herself but she knew she was in trouble. This was going to be harder than she ever thought possible. She remembered Dean saying one time that after he would sleep with a girl she would become obsessed with him and super clingy and he would run. Now she completely understood why those girls would be obsessed with him. He was amazing.

When she came out of the bathroom he was already gone and she noticed the mattress didn't have sheets on it anymore and there was a blood stain on it right where she had been laying. Her face flushed red with embarrassment. She could just picture him trying to explain how that happened to his Aunt and Uncle.

She went over to her suitcase and put on her bra and underwear and a pair of fleece pajama shorts and a lace tank top with some fuzzy slippers.

She pulled her hair up into a messy bun and as she made her way downstairs she heard the downstairs shower going. She went into the kitchen and got two wine glasses out and poured a little of his aunt's expensive wine into them. She had told Dean they could have a couple bottles of it while they were staying.

He came out of the bedroom wearing only a pair of boxer shorts with a towel around his shoulder and wet tousled hair. She turned her head and looked down at her wine, taking a sip of it to distract herself.

"I poured you some wine here," she said, trying to make conversation.

He sat down beside her and she noticed how good his body wash and cologne smelled and it made her insides flutter but she tried to ignore that.

"So we're just going to go back to being friends and forget tonight ever happened. Right?" she asked.

She kind of hoped he would say no and that there was no way he could be her friend after what just happened between them, that he would carry her to the bedroom and make love to her all night long. But that's not what happened.

He just looked down at his wine and took a sip before nodding. "Right."