"Please!" I beg.
"No! I don't want to feel uncomfortable!" Ross complained.
"We're best friends and should be comfortable with each other!" I say.
"You know what fine, if your dad kills me then you know why." He says taking a seat. I smile and go into the dressing room. I want to try on some bikinis but I have bad taste in clothes so I usually go to my best friend Ross for advice. He's always looking amazing with his clothing so I asked him to help me pick out a nice bikini for the beach party tomorrow night.
I grab a one suit and it's really pretty. I walk out.
"Buy or bye?" I ask.
"Bye bye." He says shaking his head. I frown and go back. I change into this turquoise bikini.
"Hm?" I say.
"Have I ever told you that turquoise isn't your color?" He asks. I roll my eyes and go back in. At least he's being honest.
After 10 more bikinis and us being literally alone in this little Shop, I walk out with bikini number 11. Its red and has lace.
"How bow dat?" I smirk.
He doesn't answer, he just scans my body in awe.
"I'm assuming we like this one?" I ask.
"Damn..." He says. I giggle. I walk back in.
"One more okay." I say. I change into this tight little black one. I walk out and I think his pants got tighter.
"You... You... Dayum." He says. I blush.
"Thanks Shor. Okay, red or black?" I ask. He doesn't answer. He just bites his lip as he looks at me.
"Ross?" I say. He pushes me in the dressing room and closes the door before smashing his lips onto mine.
Last time we kissed it was for truth or dare...
Shit. I'm kissing back. It feels so right, yet so not best friend like. His hands roam my body.
"Have I ever told you I have a thing for black bikinis?" He asks against my lips.
"No but I'm glad I know now." I say. We make out and he takes off the bikini, he also takes off his clothes.
I give him a blow job and he is trying so hard not to moan. He's holding onto the medal bar on the side for hanging clothes.
"Fuck." He says as I suck on him. He grabs my hair and bobbles my head on his d. Its so big... This is my first time seeing it and the lord blessed this boy omggg.
He is about to cum so I stop. He whines before pulling me on top of him and spreading my legs. Here goes nothing...
He puts it in and I gasp. He begins thrusting into me. Woah...
As I get used to his size, I start asking for him to go faster. He does as told and is literally pounding into me so hard, my kitty is tingling.
"Mmm..." I quietly hum, trying not to moan loudly.
He has me against the wall and is pounding into me from behind hard. The wall is shaking with us.
He finally burst inside of me. I moan loudly. He covers my mouth.
"If I get pregnant... It's on you." I gasp.
"You're not on the pill?" He asks. I shake my head.
"Fuck it. Can't go back now." He says before we continue having sex.
After thirty more minutes, we get dressed and the second I get up I sit back down. Great I'm sore.
"Mmm... I did that." He smirks.
"Shut up." I say and slowly get up. He decides to carry me out and he ends up paying for the two red and black bikinis. We leave and when we get in the car. Round two begins. Why? Because why not :)
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A/N: I am soooooo sorry I haven't updated! I've been busy on a lot. Here is this long awaited one for @shorsmakeup :) enjoy!
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Ross Lynch Dirty Imagine (COMPLETED BOOK)
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