Best Friends Shouldn't Know How Wet You Are

Melissa's POV.“Beg for it.” My eyes close on impulse as my mind slips into the fourth daydream. “Xan..Xander please,” I beg as he inserts himself deeper into me.“That’s a good girl,” he grunts, slapping his thighs against my ass with another hard thrust.I whimper softly, arching my back, “Please…fuck me,” I moan, loving how my biker boyfriend isn't going easy on me.He thrusts harder, spanking my ass and fondling my breasts simultaneously. I don't realize when I close my eyes to savor the feeling, forgetting I'm bent over a bike in a lonely park.My heating body is rippling with pleasure, my legs are shaking, and I can feel his groans growing louder and then–“MELISSA!” A familiar voice startles me from the background.I almost fell out of the chair.I quickly throw the book under the table, turning around with wide eyes.And there he was.My forbidden attraction.6ft of pure temptation, green-eyes that have my body heating up from a stare, and the slickest, shiniest black hair

Melissa's POV.My heart stops for a second and that makes me freeze.Xander has never threatened to cut ties with me, and since he's threatening to do that now, I know he means business.But is it worth our friendship to be mocked continuously by everyone in school? I mean, he has always been the cool kid, and I've been nothing of the sort.Shouldn't he at least be understanding right now? It's not like it's easy for me either.“Really? You're seriously going to do this right now?”“I told you to leave.”“And then become the next new topic of the school? Got any idea what it's like to be taunted everywhere you go?” I ask, my tone now laced with hurt from the days of bullying that I've been forced to endure.“No one's going to talk about it if you decide not to do it.” He says flatly. I'm standing now, staring Xander down with twitched brows, “How do you not see that not doing this right now would only attract shame to me? Ever stopped to notice how everyone here treats me like I'm an

Melissa's POV.It is already traumatic being objectified at every turn in school, and losing Xander is going to break me even more.I spent days in my bedroom, wallowing in regret about how I should have stopped myself.Xander avoided me completely, he wouldn't even utter a word, and every bit of silence added more fuel to my remorseful heart.I just want to talk to Xander again. I want things to go back to normal. And I am not going to give up on that so easily.Xander frowns, his chest heaving, “Don't make me force you out of here.”“If that's what'll make you get back to being friends with me then do it!” I fired back, ignoring the knotty feeling in my stomach.With that, Xander charges forward, and a hard lump forms in my throat.He grabs either side of my arms, bringing his body closer to mine. Having his bare chest so close to mine makes my cheeks flush.He was too close. So close that I found it difficult to think.Xander lets out a low grunt, a sound that makes my thighs ti