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SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ

"Don't deny it. You want it." Killian said to me, stroking the nape of my neck with his thumb. His face is so close to mine and I forgot to breathe. I gasped when he pushed my dress higher, revealing my thighs to him and let his hands rest between my thighs. I tilted my head to the side to avoid his lustful gaze, penetrating deep into my soul. "Your body craves it." He said, firing kisses down my neck till his lips touched my hard, naked nipples. That sent shivers down my spine. My body erupted with goosebumps and I exhaled sharply. I want to speak, but I can't. He has that much effect on me. His tongue played with my nipples and I mewled. That felt so good. "You want me as much as I want you." He whispered with his lips pressed on my skin. I shouldn't be doing this. I know I should stay away from this man but how can I when he invades my thoughts daily? When he's the only one my body wants. It's frustrating because no matter how hard I try, I can't say no to him. And I am this close to making the worst mistake of my life. I swallowed, trying to fathom the words out.His fingers brushed my core and I jerked forward, pressing my body on his. "I don't want you." "You're lying." He said, playing with the strap of my thong with a lazy finger. My eyes rolled back in my socket with pleasure. I am lying but he's making it so hard. "We shouldn't be doing this, Killian." Killian? Do I really have the right to call him that? "Give me one reason why and I won't touch you." "Because you're my best friend's Fiance."

Runo J Uwerhiavwe · Adolescente
Classificações insuficientes
162 Chs

CHAPTER THIRTY

- HAZEL -



I yawned. My eyes slowly drifted open and I swung my arm to the side a little. 



Ow! My neck still hurts from yesterday. I really hope the ache dies down soon. I rested my palm flat on my bed and pushed my body up to sit up straight. I was faced with confusion when I noticed the sheets. These aren't mine. 



I rub an eye with my fingers and yawn again. This time, my eyes are fully open. This is not my room either. Although it's the same architectural design, the decorations are different, down to the colour of the wall paint. 



Maybe I attended a sleepover that I'm unaware of? I can't really tell. Ugh, I feel like I got drunk again. 



I glanced at the chair by the side of the bed. Whoever's bed this is, the person must be lucky. I would kill to sleep at the bottom. 



On top of the chair is a bottle of water and a saucer covered with another saucer. Pasted on the top of the saucer is a post note with the writing 'Eat me'.