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Hooking up with my best friend’s crush

Hooking up with my best friend’s crush

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last update최신 업데이트 : 2026-05-10
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언어: English
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Contemporary

Steamy

First-Person POV

Independent

Lawyer

Forbidden Love

Forgiveness

Secret Love

Selene , the loyal best friend, accidentally has a wild one-night stand with a tall, bearded stranger in a motel during a snowstorm—raw, unforgettable sex she thinks she’ll never repeat. The next day at Gwen’s family dinner, the stranger walks in: it’s CK—Gwen’s lifelong childhood crush and family friend, now their new roommate. Guilt crashes in as Selene realizes she slept with her best friend’s obsession. But the chemistry is too strong to resist. Secret hookups ignite in their shared apartment (kitchen counters, shared bathroom risks, late-night motel dates). They agree to date in hiding—Gwen can never know. Every stolen moment is hotter because it’s wrong. Close calls multiply. CK’s quiet depression cracks around Selene. External pressure builds from ex Megan at his new law firm job. When Gwen starts noticing marks, deleted texts, weird vibes, and the growing distance between her two closest people—the secret begins to crack. The truth explodes at Gwen’s surprise birthday party (puppy reveal, friends, cake). After fallout and healing, Selene and CK reunite months later—no lies, just honest love. Hopeful but scarred ending.

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Hornedreams
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Good I recommend it
2026-04-05 01:34:49
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Good and it’s nice so far so good
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Chapter 1
The dining room glows warm under the chandelier, plates clinking, laughter bouncing off the walls. Snow dusts the windows outside—fat flakes still falling slow and silent—but in here it’s all heat: roasted meat, garlic, wine, Gwen’s mom’s famous casserole. Family and close friends around the long table. Cozy. Safe. Or so I thought. I’m mid-sip of coffee when the front door opens. Gwen jumps up, squealing. “CK’s here!” I glance up casually. Then freeze. Tall. Broad. Shaved head shining under the light, thick beard framing a jaw I know too well. Dark jacket still dusted with snow. Same heavy eyes that stared down at me last night while I arched and begged. The coffee scalds my tongue. I choke. Hot liquid sprays from my mouth in a messy arc—across the tablecloth, my lap, the plate in front of me. I cough violently, chest seizing, eyes watering like I’ve been punched. Gwen rushes over. “Selene! Oh my god, you okay?” I wave her off, coughing harder, napkin pressed to my mou
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Chapter 2
The table settles back into rhythm after my coffee disaster. Napkins dab at stains, Gwen’s mom laughs it off with “happens to the best of us,” and plates start passing again. I keep my head down, forcing bites of casserole I can’t taste, every nerve screaming. CK—Christian—sits directly across from me, calm as stone. He answers questions like he’s used to them. Gwen’s dad leans forward first. “So, CK, how’re your folks doing? We haven’t seen them since that reunion last summer.” Christian sets his fork down, voice even. “They’re good. Mom’s still teaching piano, Dad’s semi-retired now. They wanted to come tonight, but the storm locked them in up north. Said to tell you they miss the old days—roommates in that tiny apartment, fighting over who got the good couch.” Gwen’s mom sighs fondly. “God, those stories. Your dad used to sneak in pizza at 2 a.m. when we were all broke and starving. We were convinced we’d rule the world back then.” Christian gives a small, tired smile. “T
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Chapter 3
Gwen’s bedroom smells like vanilla candles and the faint citrus of her perfume. We’re sprawled on her bed like we used to when we were sixteen—legs tangled under a throw blanket, fairy lights glowing soft above the headboard. Snow has started again outside, tapping the window like impatient fingers. Gwen’s propped on pillows, phone in hand, scrolling through old photos of CK while she talks a mile a minute. “…and remember when he used to sneak us into the community pool after hours? God, he was so reckless back then. Blonde hair flopping everywhere, always grinning like trouble was his middle name.” She laughs, nostalgic and bright. “Now look at him—law school done, beard, all serious and broody. Hotter, though. Don’t you think?” I force a smile, stomach knotted. “Yeah. Different vibe.” She sighs dreamily. “I still can’t believe he’s back. Even if it’s just for a week. I mean, what if this is it? What if he finally sees me as more than the little sister type?” Her words twis
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Chapter 4
Gwen’s voice drifts down the stairs again, closer than ever this time—sleepy but alert. “Selene?is that you? I heard… a moan or something. You okay over there?” My heart stops in fear. Christian’s mouth is still pressed between my thighs, his tongue still frozen mid-lick. His hands grip my hips like iron. I feel his breath hot and ragged against me, but he doesn’t move. Doesn’t dare. Footsteps, —soft, padding closer. Panic explodes in my chest. I shove his head back—hard. He ducks instantly, dropping low, sliding under the counter island in one sharp fluid motion. Shirtless, briefs straining, body coiled tight. He presses against the cabinets, holding his breath, eyes wide up at me in the dark. I yank my shorts and panties up in one frantic pull, heart jackhammering so loud I’m sure she’ll hear it. The kitchen door swings open. Gwen stands there in her oversized sleep shirt, hair messy, rubbing one eye. “Selene? You’re here, i, I swear I heard something. Like… a groa
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Chapter 5
Three long days drag by like torture. Every glance across the table, every accidental brush in the hallway, every time Gwen laughs at something he says—I feel it like a knife twist. But he’s leaving today. Finally. I’m relieved but it’s hard to comprehend how I truly feel, am I really happy his leaving or happy I didn’t get caught. But finally I can breathe again. My chest lifts, feels so light for the first time since that night. No more stolen looks. No more kitchen shadows. No more wondering if Gwen will catch us. We’re all in the foyer. Bags packed. Snow melting outside, sun cutting through the windows in watery gold. Gwen’s mom hugs him tight. “You sure you don’t want breakfast before you go?” He smiles—polite, tired. “I’m actually good. I appreciate the effort.” Hugs go around. Dad claps his shoulder. “Safe drive, kid.” I hang back. When he turns to me, I extend my hand—stiff, formal. No hug. No eye contact. He takes it. His palm is warm. Too warm. Fingers linger one
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Chapter 6
Later that afternoon, the three of us stand in the apartment parking lot, snow slush under our boots, breath fogging in the cold. Christian’s trunk is open, a couple of duffel bags and a suitcase already on the ground. Gwen is buzzing—carrying one bag like it’s a trophy, chatting nonstop about how “this is going to be so fun.” I’m carrying nothing. My arms are crossed tight over my chest, like that can hold everything inside. We climb the stairs in silence except for Gwen’s voice echoing off the concrete. “The spare room is perfect. It’s right across from ours—super convenient. And the bathroom’s shared, but it’s big enough for three people. No fighting over the hot water… much.” Shared. The word lands like a brick in my gut. Christian nods. “Appreciate it. Really.” I don’t speak. I can’t. Every step feels like walking into a trap I set myself. Inside the apartment, the hallway is narrow—too narrow. Gwen leads the way, flipping on lights. “Here it is!” She pushes ope
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Chapter 7
The party is in full swing by the time we arrive—low lights, bass thumping through the floor, bodies pressed close in the living room of some upscale loft downtown. Music pulses like a heartbeat. Laughter and clinking glasses everywhere. The air smells like expensive cologne, spilled beer, and winter coats still thawing. Gwen’s arm is looped through CK’s as we step inside. She’s glowing—red dress hugging her curves, hair loose, makeup perfect. She’s been talking about this all afternoon: “CK’s friends are the best, Sel. You’ll see.” I’m in the black dress she forced on me—low back, tight in all the wrong places tonight. Every step reminds me how exposed I feel. We push through the crowd. Heads turn. Gwen waves at a few people. CK nods at guys who call his name. I wait until we hit the main room—drinks table in sight, people dancing, a cluster of couches in the corner. Then I slip away. I don’t say anything. Just ease my arm from Gwen’s grip, mutter “bathroom” under my brea
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Chapter 8
CK leans in closer, so close I can feel the heat of his breath on my lips. His eyes lock onto mine—dark, steady, unblinking—like he can see straight through every lie I’m trying to tell myself. The music thumps around us, bodies moving, but the space between us shrinks until it’s nothing. His hand slides under the hem of my skirt. Slow. Deliberate. Fingers brushing the inside of my thigh. I gasp. “Stop,” I whisper, voice shaking. “Christian, stop.” But I don’t grab his wrist. I don’t push him away. My legs part—just a fraction—before I can stop them. He keeps going. Palm sliding higher, rough fingertips grazing the edge of my panties. My breath hitches. Heat floods me, traitorous and instant. “Please,” I beg again, softer. “People are here. Gwen’s not far. I’m scared.” He doesn’t stop. His fingers trace the damp fabric, press lightly against my entrance. I whimper—quiet, broken. “Remove my hand then,” he murmurs, voice low enough that only I can hear it. “If you
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Chapter 9
The game spins fast and messy around the round table. Bottles clink. Smoke lights the hair up. Laughter erupts in waves. Shots are poured, tequila burning down throats, lime wedges passed like currency. The music thumps louder now—someone cranked the playlist, bass vibrating through the floorboards. Faces blur at the edges, lights softer, everything funnier than it should be. I’m tipsy—more than tipsy. Warmth spreads from my chest to my fingertips, loosening my limbs, quieting the panic that’s been gnawing at me all night. I laugh when I shouldn’t. Lean into the chaos. Pretend I’m just another girl at a party. Marcus dares Gwen to shotgun a beer. She does it like a champ—foam dripping down her chin, cheering when she finishes. Everyone claps. CK watches her with that small, fond smile, but his knee is still pressed against mine under the table and it still sends a shiver down my spine. Steady. Unmoving. Every time I shift, he follows. I don’t pull away anymore. Someone truths
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Chapter 10
The closet door clicks shut behind us. Darkness wraps around us like a blanket—thick, warm, suffocating. Coats brush my shoulders, soft wool and leather grazing my bare arms. Shelves press in from both sides, trapping the faint scent of mothballs and old perfume. The muffled thump of music seeps through the wood, a distant heartbeat that matches the pounding in my chest, but in here it’s just our breathing—mine shallow and quick, his slow, controlled, like he’s already decided what happens next. I back up until my spine hits the wall, the cool plaster a shock against my heated skin. He follows. Not touching. Not yet. The space between us feels alive, electric, shrinking with every breath. “Christian,” I whisper. My voice cracks on his name, raw and trembling. “We can’t keep doing this.” He exhales slowly, the sound low and deliberate, almost a growl. “We already did. This isn’t new.” Guilt crashes in hard, a cold wave that makes my stomach twist. “Gwen is right outside. She’
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