Best of Friends 8 - Do You Want Me To?

Rachel froze in place as she watched Noah rush down the hallway. It didn't feel like she was awake. She hoped that it was all a dream, one Rachel desperately wanted to wake up from. She looked back at the party guests, relieved to see they were beginning to exit the apartment. That took care of one problem at least, she could only handle so much embarrassment in one night.

God, the embarrassment. Why did she think it was a good idea to explore this in front of a crowd? Rachel wondered if she'd taken things too far and ruined the evening for everyone. They just wanted to have a good time. She didn't have to participate in the balloon game. No, in fact, she shouldn't have. She should have stayed by Noah's side and spent the evening laughing with him. Rachel shook her head in frustration, quickly following after Noah while the four began putting the apartment back in order.

Stupid. It was all so stupid. She should've been more attentive to Noah, she should have done a better job reading the room.

And she shouldn't have gotten so lost in Jack's eyes.

Rachel's heart fluttered as she recalled that moment, but it was a thought she stuffed down quickly. Jack meant nothing to Rachel. That moment meant nothing, it was just a game.

Rachel tried to focus, opening several bedroom doors until she finally found Noah in a barren guest room. He was huddled in a corner, arms wrapped around his legs with his head buried between them. It broke Rachel's heart to see him like that.

"Hey," Rachel said, walking over to Noah's side and sitting next to him. Noah didn't respond, and that didn't surprise her. She allowed silence to hang in the room for a while. After all, it wasn't like Rachel even had the words to say. This was all new territory for her. It was confusing, messy, and exciting. But at the end of the day, what Rachel wanted more than anything, was Noah.

She slowly wrapped her arm around his and to her relief, felt him interlock his fingers with hers. He raised his head and looked at her, but still didn't say anything. Rachel smiled before taking a deep breath.

"I'm sorry if it went too far," Rachel said.

"You… you don't need to be sorry. We both said it was ok. I…" Noah was struggling to put his words together. Rachel could feel his body trembling as he spoke.

"We don't need to talk about it right now. It's ok," She said, gently squeezing his hand tightly. "We don't even have to stay here, everyone is leaving. Do you want to get going?"

"I don't think I can right now… I… I think I need a little bit more time before…" Noah's words trailed off. His lip began to tremble. A few tears trickled down his cheeks as he turned his head away from her. Rachel felt absolutely gutted.

"I'm so sorry. We don't ever have to do this again, I promise." Rachel meant every word she said. Seeing Noah this way made her determined to ensure it never happened again. She would not be the reason for his sadness, that much she was absolutely sure of.

"That's not what I want…" Noah answered. Rachel's brow furrowed in confusion.

"But... look at how upset it made you. This isn't healthy if it makes you this miserable Noah," Rachel said. Noah's eyes closed in concentration.

"I know it's a lot… I know I'm being a lot right now, and I'm sorry. But I don't want to mess things up. I don't want to ruin things for us," Noah said.

"Noah, you're not ruining anything," Rachel replied. Noah instinctively turned and wrapped his arms around her. Their angling on the floor made it awkward, but Rachel happily returned his embrace. She buried her face into his neck, holding him as tightly as she could.

"I'm sorry…" Noah said.

"You have nothing to be sorry for," Rachel replied. They held each other for a long time, only breaking when they heard clattering dishes from the main room. Relieved to find that some of Noah's composure was coming back to him, Rachel rubbed his arm and smiled.

"You ready to go?" Rachel asked.

"I think I'm still going to need some time…" Noah replied.

"Of course, we can sit here for as long as you need."

"No, I think I need some time alone," Noah said. The answer made Rachel's heart race, but she did her best not to show it. With a leveled smile, Rachel stood.

"Of course, take all the time you need. I'll be in the living room when you're ready, ok?"

"Ok…" Noah said softly. He didn't look at her when he said it, and Rachel didn't push him any further. It was going to be alright, she knew that. The best thing she could do for Noah was to give him the space he needed.

At least. That's what she wanted to be true. But as she walked to the kitchen, she wondered if any of this was alright. Rachel turned the corner, surprised to find Jack alone, putting dishes away in his modern, white kitchen. He slung a towel over his shoulder and looked at her.

"How's he doing?" Jack asked.

"He's... alright," Rachel said. She peered out into the living room, surprised to find it completely empty. "Where is everyone?" She asked.

"The guys cleared them out, and then I let them know it was probably best if they cleared out too. Considering how everything went down, I figured you and Noah would appreciate it," Jack said. Rachel nodded, walking into the kitchen slowly. As she did, the shock of what happened began to hit her.

"T-that's good," Rachel struggled to keep her composure.

"You alright?" Jack asked. Rachel couldn't hold back the tears, as much as she wanted to. They streamed down her face as she let out a frustrated laugh.

"Fuck, I'm sorry… I'm fine it's just… I feel like I ruined everything."

"Hey, it's alright," Jack said softly. He stepped towards Rachel, opening his arms as he did. Rachel stepped into them, happy to feel his warm and caring embrace. She always knew Jack was a good man, despite what others had said, and this one moment of comfort was exactly what she needed.

"This is so embarrassing," Rachel said with a weak laugh, Jack squeezed her tightly. Rachel's face buried into his chest. She could smell the mixture of **** and cologne on this dress shirt.

"There's no need to be embarrassed. Shit happens."

"I'm just… I'm just afraid I'm going to lose him over something stupid," Rachel said. She felt Jack's hand trail up her back.

It felt… good. Her heart began to race, and instinctively, Rachel slowly pulled away from him. As she did, Jack's arms dropped to her hips.

They stared at one another. It felt strange to Rachel that, just moments ago, this man had been dry-humping her in front of her boyfriend. It was almost comedic, actually, how much those two versions of Jack contrasted each other.

"You're not going to lose him over something like this, I promise," Jack assured her. His hand began to slowly trail up the side of her waist. Despite Rachel knowing it was wrong, she let Jack explore her.

Jack's hand continued upward, coming dangerously close to her chest.

"What are you doing?' Rachel asked. Jack didn't answer. Instead, his hand slid over her breast and squeezed it tightly, causing Rachel to moan.

"Never thought they'd feel this good," Jack said. He began to lean in for a kiss. Rachel immediately turned her head.

"Stop!" Rachel whispered. She stepped away from Jack, leaning against the kitchen countertop. Rachel took a deep breath and tried to get her bearings. What the hell had just happened? She stared at the floor, not daring to look back at Jack. An uncomfortable silence hung in the air.

"Sorry, that was shitty of me," Jack said.

"It was," Rachel confirmed, fixing her hair and shaking her head. "I'm with Noah."

"I know."

"I love him."

"I know," Jack ran his fingers through his hair as he let out a long sigh. "I know you do."

The two fell silent once more, Rachel took the opportunity to try and calm her nerves. Before long, she heard footsteps coming from the hall. She glanced up, spotting Noah as he entered the kitchen. His hair was a disheveled mess, a look complimented by the oversized suit he still wore. Despite knowing how much Noah hated the suit, Rachel couldn't help but find it adorable on him.

"Hey," She said softly. Noah didn't respond. Instead, his eyes shifted to Jack, suspicion pouring over him as he assessed the situation for what seemed like ages.

"Did you kiss her?" He asked. Jack shook his head.

"No," He replied shortly. Rachel felt a wave of guilt in her chest. She wondered if she should speak up and clarify that he had touched her without him there. Did that matter? Would it make any difference one way or the other? Noah was already so upset, and it didn't mean anything. Noah spoke before Rachel could make a decision.

"Are you sure you didn't kiss her?" He asked again. Jack looked at Noah curiously.

"... Did you want me to?" he asked Noah. Rachel froze, terrified that one wrong word might send Noah spiraling once again. She stared at him, wondering what he wanted out of this moment.

It didn't have to be this way, Rachel knew that. Noah didn't have to put up with any of this, and neither did she.

"It's ok, Noah. I would never kiss him without you knowing," She said softly. Noah looked at her, eyes glossed over and expressionless. She smiled at him, hoping it might brighten his spirits, but he didn't smile back.

"Do… do you want to kiss him?" Noah asked her. Rachel felt her cheeks flush. She adjusted her hair as a weak laugh escaped her. Rachel glanced at Jack, who remained remarkably calm despite the situation.

"I don't know… I thought we were just having fun. I don't want to do anything that you aren't comfortable with." Rachel felt her heart racing. She didn't know what to say, she didn't know what the right answer was.

"It's ok, you can tell me the truth," Noah said weakly.

"That is the truth, this isn't about what I want, it's about what we want. We don't have to stay here, you know, we can leave right now if that would make you feel better." Rachel said.

"But you'd kiss him if I was cool with it," Noah said. Rachel frowned.

"That... doesn't seem like a fair question."

Noah's eyes slanted at those words. He shot a **** stare at Jack.

"She isn't your girlfriend," He said coldly.

"Believe me, I know," Jack replied.

"She would never cheat on me, ever." Noah was doing his best to sound strong, and Rachel commended him for that. Still, his delivery was wavery, and far from believable. As much as Rachel hated to admit it, she found Noah's grandstanding as embarrassing as it was charming.

As confusing as it was direct.

As disrespectful as it was honoring.

"I know that, trust me, I'm not trying to get between you two. Believe it or not, I actually do like you guys," Jack said with a smile. It sounded authentic to Rachel, and she was relieved when she saw Noah's shoulders relax.

"Good, because moving forward, if you're going to kiss her, it has to be in front of me and only me." Noah's words dropped like a bomb. Rachel stared, dumbfounded. It was the last thing she had expected him to say. She looked over at Jack, who appeared just as surprised.

"W-wait, I just want to make sure I'm understanding you right. Are you… asking me to kiss her right now?" He asked.

Rachel watched Noah carefully, this was a side of him she had never seen before. A passion welled in his eyes, a mixture of excitement and anger that she couldn't quite understand. He had to know she wouldn't do it without his permission, that she was interested in him and only him. Despite the butterflies she felt in her stomach when she looked at Jack, she would never dream of–

"We're all here, you might as well do what you want," Noah said. His voice was trembling, Rachel couldn't understand why he wanted something that clearly bothered him so much.

"Noah, it's not just about what we want, it's about what you want too," Rachel said with as much temperance as she could muster. "What do you want?"

Noah paused, that was good, at least it meant he was thinking things through.

"I want this," He said. It was a soft response, but Rachel could tell it was an authentic answer. So that was it, Noah had confirmed it, he wanted to see Jack kiss her. She wasn't sure what she expected to hear, or even how Noah's answer would make her feel.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jack turn to her and step forward.

"Are you sure?" Rachel asked. Noah nodded.

"I am," He answered. Rachel took a deep breath, then turned to face Jack. As soon as they locked eyes, she felt her heartbeat in her ears.

"You ok with this?" Jack asked her. She already knew the answer before Jack even asked it. She looked over at Noah, who finally smiled at her warmly. That was all she needed to know it would be alright.

"Yes," She said softly. Jack didn't hesitate to take his chance, his hand gently wrapped around her neck and pulled her in close. He kissed her deeply, Rachel felt her full lips press against his as Jack's free arm wrapped around her waist tightly. She let out a gasp as her breasts pushed against his chest. She shivered as Jack's hands trailed along her sides.

They slipped low, squeezing her plump ass as his tongue pushed into her mouth. Rachel had to admit, Jack kissed well. Very well. He smelled amazing also, he felt amazing. Her mind flooded with desire as she felt his bulge press against her. Jack lifted her onto the countertop, continuing to kiss her with eager passion. Rachel spread her legs, wrapping them around Jack's waist as his hands cradled the back of her head, and his lips trailed down her neck.

Rachel had a clear view of Noah, the two staring at one another as Jack explored her body. Noah appeared to be as transfixed as Jack was, and the large bulge in his pants seemed to indicate he was enjoying the show. Rachel smiled at him, trying her best to show Noah that they were in this together. That they were both participants in this experiment. Noah seemed to understand, smiling back as he watched Jack's hands slide up to Rachel's breasts and squeeze them tightly.

Rachel let out a soft moan, a moan cut off as Jack pressed his lips against hers once more. He played with her nipples through her thin dress, sending waves of pleasure through her as their pace began to quicken.

Rachel was beginning to lose herself in it. She wondered how far this was going to go.

She wondered if Jack was going to explore her further.

If Noah wanted Jack to–

Jack's hands trailed down to her thighs, slowly sliding underneath her dress as his tongue thrust into her mouth.

Rachel shivered in anticipation. Excitement and anxiety mixed with the carnal desire overtaking her mind. She wanted Jack, she wanted to feel him inside her. She wanted to know what it would be like to have sex with another man.

His fingers were only inches away from her pussy, they pulled at her lacy underwear. Rachel broke her kiss with Jack and leaned her head against his, digging her nails into his back as his fingers slid over her wet entrance, before finally plunging deep inside her.

Rachel instinctively thrust forward, moaning as she felt Jack's fingers begin to thrust in and out of her. Euphoria flooded her mind, she felt as though she was living in a dream. Her eyes opened as Jack's free hand gripped onto her hip. As he finger fucked her with increasing roughness.

And her gaze fell on Noah.

He watched them silently, seemingly lost in his own world as Jack began to pull Rachel's dress straps from her shoulders.

Rachel's dress fell, exposing her perky breasts. Jack leaned down and latched his lips around her nipple, licking it softly as his fingers continued their smooth tempo. Rachel's nails trailed up and down Jack's back, and as he began to find her G-spot, Rachel began to eagerly counterthrust against him.

Jack's fingers plunged deeper. Rachel's back arched as her legs began to quiver. Jack bit her nipple softly, and Rachel felt herself tip over the edge. She wrapped her legs around his waist as she threw her head back in ecstasy.

"Oh Jack!" Rachel shouted, feeling herself coming close to climaxing.

"That's enough!" Noah shouted in the background. Rachel and Jack didn't stop immediately, his fingers lingered while her legs slowly unwrapped from his waist. With a tremendous amount of effort, Rachel leaned away from Jack, her finger trailing down his chest as Jack reluctantly stepped away from her.

Without a doubt, that was one of the hottest things Rachel had ever done. She took a deep breath, looking at Noah while she did her best to collect herself. She wanted to say something, or at least, felt like she should. But Rachel had no idea what to say. Her eyes bounced between Jack and Noah. Both of them seemed just as lost as she was.

Jack slowly began fixing his shirt while he cleared his throat.

"That uh… that was pretty fun," He said calmly. He didn't look at either of them, and neither of them replied immediately.

"Yeah…" Noah said.

"We're… we're all good though, right? All three of us?" Jack asked.

"Yeah, we're good. I-I'm sorry about… well about before…" Noah shook his head. "This is all new for me. It's… weird."

"It's new for me, too." Rachel chimed in.

"Believe it or not, it's new for me also. I've never really done anything like this…" Jack laughed nervously, which Rachel found oddly comforting seeing a person under all that wealth and status.

"I… I think it's best if we head home," Noah said.

"I agree," Rachel said, sliding off the kitchen countertop and adjusting her dress. She walked over to Noah and grabbed his arm before glancing down at his giant bulge, surprised by how much it turned her on.

"So like… what happens next?" Jack asked.

"Let's leave that for another time," Noah replied shortly. Jack quickly nodded as he adjusted his shirt sleeves.

"Right, of course. Be sure to talk to the front desk when you head down. They will arrange a ride for you to get home," Jack said.

"Thanks," Noah led Rachel to the elevator door, and she happily followed behind him. Her senses were returning to her as they stepped through the metal doors.

As her mind replayed the ways Jack had touched her while Noah watched.

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