Juliet Takes a Chance — K.D. West

Sometimes it turns out that love is much closer than it seems

As Allison's awakening continues, she discovers that sometimes what seems far away can be incredibly near at hand. When her friend Jordan comes to visit her in college, Allison finds that BFF and ILU mean a lot more in person than over a text.

When two best friends discover much more about each other than they ever knew possible, will their friendship survive it? Will it grow into something greater?

(F/F new adult romance. Best friends to lovers, teen lesbian, bi-curious.)

Fourth story in the Juliet Takes Flight series:

1. Juliet Takes Stage
2. Juliet Takes Off
3. Juliet Takes Her Leave
4. Juliet Takes a Chance
5. Juliet Takes the Floor
6. Juliet Takes Charge
7. Juliet Takes Flight

(#1â€"#4 are available as part of the collections Juliet Takes First and Wild West: Collected Erotic Stories)

Extract:

I sighed. “Right.” I took my best friend's hand and squeezed it. We'd had that conversation a million times: that other people's f__-ups are not my responsibility. That they needed to learn their own lessons and make their own choices. “See, I just feel… I think she's doing it because I said… It's kind of nice when one of the partners has some… experience.”

Jordan rolled on top of me, pinning me down and favoring me with her most skeptical look. “She's doing it because she's horny as f__, and she likes the dweeb, though I'm not sure what the f__ she sees in him.”

[...]


“Yeah. I guess. She never spends the night, because actually sleeping together would somehow be more cheating than sucking him off, but she'll probably be in there until one or two, anyway.”

“So.” Jordan raised her eyebrows in exaggerated suggestion and -- as she had done a thousand times when we'd hung out together -- pressed her body against mine. “I've got you all to myself?”

An impulse flared through me: clear, direct, all but undeniable. In that moment, on that bed, with her pressing down on me, I wanted to kiss Jordan. Kiss her, my body said. Touch her.

What the f__? said my brain, and as usual, it won. I just lay there, blinking up at her.

Jordan blinked back. As if she'd heard what my body had said. Which was more than a bit humiliating.

“Um.” I was very aware of her weight on me [...]. It was really distracting.

Distracted and humiliated: one of my favorite combinations.

“Um. Yeah.” Jordan tweeked my n___ half-heartedly, distracting me and humiliating me even more, and then slid over to lie down next to me.