First Time With My Bestie Part II

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• MIDNIGHT DESIRES: A Collection Of Erotic Tales    Cards, Rain and Temptation Part III

  “You really like red, huh?” he asked, his voice lower than before, almost like a whisper.I let out a small laugh, even though my chest was tight. “It’s none of your business,” I said quickly, trying to sound playful. But my voice came out softer than I expected. Almost breathless.He didn’t say anything right away. Just kept looking at me like he could see everything I was feeling. My skin tingled, and I looked away, pretending to focus on the cards. But my eyes kept drifting back to him… to the way his bare chest rose and fell, to how relaxed he looked sitting there in just his boxer briefs like this was totally normal.It wasn’t.Not for me.We kept playing, or at least we tried to. My hands were shaking just a little, and my mind felt fuzzy. I couldn’t concentrate. Every time I looked down, my gaze caught on the bulge between his legs—so obvious and big under the thin fabric of his briefs.I blinked hard and looked away, swallowing the sudden lump in my throat. But I couldn’t unse

• MIDNIGHT DESIRES: A Collection Of Erotic Tales    Cards, Rains and Temptations Part II

  I felt my face heat up even more. I hated that he could see how flustered I was. I hated that he knew the effect he had on me. But most of all, I hated how my heart was pounding just from seeing him half-naked.It was just a game, I told myself. Just a stupid, harmless game.But it didn’t feel harmless anymore.We kept playing, though I could barely keep my thoughts straight. My eyes kept drifting back to his chest. His skin was smooth and golden, stretched over solid muscle. His abs were defined but not overly bulky, like he worked out but didn’t care if people noticed. I tried not to stare, but it was impossible. His collarbones, the curve of his shoulders, the way his chest rose and fell as he breathed—every little thing seemed to draw my attention like a magnet.And then—I won again.He looked at me with a slight smirk, his blue eyes glinting with mischief. “Your move,” I said, my voice shaky even though I tried to sound cool.Ian stood up slowly, eyes still on mine, and I watched

• MIDNIGHT DESIRES: A Collection Of Erotic Tales    Rain, Cards and Temptation

  Kinks: Forced Proximity, Strip tease,Verbal teaseIt was just supposed to be a quiet evening. The rain was coming down in thick sheets, drumming against the roof like a thousand tiny feet. I was curled up on the couch with a blanket, trying to ignore the fact that he was sitting across from me. Ian. My brother’s best friend.I hated him.Well, maybe hate was a strong word. But he got on my nerves like no one else could. He was cocky, loud, and always had this smug look on his face like he knew something I didn’t. His blonde hair was always perfectly messy, like he just rolled out of bed looking that good. And his blue eyes? Ugh. They sparkled when he was about to say something stupid or teasing, which was all the time.I found him attractive—who wouldn’t? But he knew it, and that made him even more annoying. He was the kind of guy who had girls wrapped around his finger without even trying. And unfortunately, since he was my brother’s best friend, he was always around. Always in my sp

• MIDNIGHT DESIRES: A Collection Of Erotic Tales    Hidden Touches Part III

  My heart was pounding so loudly I thought everyone could hear it. I felt myself clench without meaning to. The tension, the risk, everything made the feeling stronger.Killian grunted quietly into my ear, like he was trying not to lose control. Then he cleared his throat and replied, sounding calm somehow, “Yeah, they’ve got it. Just need to tighten defense.”Logan nodded and turned back to the screen.Killian’s hand slid up to rest on my side, his thumb brushing small circles on my waist under the blanket. Then he leaned back in and whispered, “Feels so good when you clench up like that.”A tiny smile crept onto my face. I did it again—on purpose this time—just to tease him.His reaction was instant. He let out a low groan, rough and quiet, but full of heat. “F-ck,” he whispered, barely able to say the word.I bit my lip harder to stop the laugh bubbling up inside me. This was crazy. It was wild and dangerous and completely stupid.Against my better judgment, I shifted my hips just a

• MIDNIGHT DESIRES: A Collection Of Erotic Tales    Hidden Touches Part II

  I stiffened. My eyes darted around the room. All the guys were focused on the TV. They were yelling, laughing, completely into the game.All of them—except for Killian.His fingers brushed up my thighs again, this time with more purpose. I gasped softly as he reached the top and hooked his thumbs into the waistband of my panties.“Killian,” I whispered, panicking. I clutched his arm with both hands, trying to keep myself grounded.“Shhh,” he soothed, his voice calm and low. “Trust me, sweetheart. I’ve got you.”I swallowed hard. My mouth felt dry and my palms were sweaty, but I didn’t stop him.My breath caught in my throat as I felt him gently slide my panties down. The fabric moved slowly over my thighs, dragging across my skin, making me more aware of every inch of my body. I could barely believe this was happening. My cheeks were burning, and I kept looking around the room, half-expec

• MIDNIGHT DESIRES: A Collection Of Erotic Tales    Hidden Touches Part I

  KINKS: Praise kink, voyeurismI stumbled a little as I handed out the last of the drinks, trying not to drop anything as I weaved through the living room. The place was packed with Killian’s friends—at least ten guys, maybe more—all loud and excited, yelling at the TV every time the school’s hockey team made a move. The big screen was blasting the game, the crowd noise echoing through the apartment, but I still felt like I was moving in a bubble. My cheeks were warm, and my arms ached from carrying so many cups, but I didn’t complain.This was Killian’s place—well, technically his parents'—but he had it all to himself for the weekend. So, of course, he decided to host a little get-together. I didn’t mind. I wanted to help, to show his friends I could take care of him. I brought out snacks—popcorn, chips, pizza rolls, pretzels—and passed drinks to everyone with a smile. I probably looked like a waitress or something, but I didn’t care. I liked doing things for Killian.After making sur