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Ava barely got five minutes.Noahâs hand never really left her. Even while she tried to catch her breath against his chest, his fingers kept drifting between her legs â slow, idle strokes through the thick mess he had left inside her. Every light pass over her swollen clit pulled a soft, oversensitive whimper out of her throat. She was still trembling. Still open. Still so raw that the gentlest touch felt enormous.âUp,â he said quietly.Chapter 50(Brotherâs Best Friend â Chapter 7: Emotional Shift) It started with something small.Jake was in the kitchen when Lila came downstairs the next morning, hair still damp from the shower. Nate had already left for work. The house was quiet. For a second it felt normalâuntil Jake looked at her and his expression did something complicated before he locked it down.He didnât touch her.That was the first sign.Usually he couldnât keep his hands to himself once they were alone. Today he poured coffee, leaned against the counter, and kept a careful three feet of space between them like distance might undo the last week.âWe should cool it for a few days,â he said without preamble. His voice was flat. Controlled. âNateâs starting to look at me weird. And thisâŚâ He gestured vaguely between them. âItâs getting messy.âLilaâs stomach dropped. âMessy how?âJakeâs jaw tightened. âYou know how. Donât make me say it.âShe knew exactly what he meant. The way she looked at him now. The w
Chapter 49(Brotherâs Best Friend â Chapter 6: Almost Caught)It happened at 11:20 p.m.Nate was supposed to be at his girlfriendâs place until morning. That was the only reason Jake had his hand down the front of Lilaâs shorts on the living room couch, two fingers buried inside her while he kissed her like he was still angry about wanting her. The TV was on low for noise. The only light came from the screen.Lila was closeâthighs trembling, breath hitching against his mouthâwhen the front door suddenly unlocked.Both of them froze.Nateâs voice carried from the entryway, tired and casual. ââyeah, Iâll just grab it and head back. Forgot my charger.âJake ripped his hand out of her shorts so fast it almost hurt. Lila shoved herself to the opposite end of the couch, yanking a blanket over her lap, heart slamming so hard she felt it in her throat. Jake grabbed the throw pillow and shoved it over his obvious erection just as Nate walked into the living room.Nate stopped mid-step and rais
Chapter 48(Brotherâs Best Friend â Chapter 5: Guilt & Filth)Nate left for a late shift at 7:40 p.m.The second the front door shut, Jake was already coming up the stairs. He didnât knock. He barely closed Lilaâs bedroom door before he had her pinned against the wall, mouth on hers, hand shoved roughly between her legs.There was no warm-up this time.He kissed her like he hated her for it. Like he hated himself more. When he pulled back, his eyes were dark and angry and hungry all at once.âI shouldnât be here,â he muttered against her mouth, two fingers already pushing inside her. She was soakedâsheâd been wet since the moment Nate said he was leaving. âI keep telling myself Iâll stop. Then I think about how tight you were last night with my hand over your mouth and I get so hard it pisses me off.âLila moaned as his fingers curled. âThen whyâââBecause Iâm a piece of shit.â He pulled his fingers out, spun her around, and bent her over the desk hard enough that the edge bit into he
Chapter 47(Brotherâs Best Friend â Chapter 4: Secrecy Begins)Nate was home all day.That shouldnât have mattered. Jake had slept in the guest room a hundred times before. But now every sound in the house felt amplified. Every time Nate walked past Lilaâs door, her stomach tightened. Every time Jakeâs voice carried from downstairs, the ache between her legs pulsed like a second heartbeat.By evening, the tension was unbearable.Nate crashed on the living room couch after dinner with headphones on and a game controller in his hands, volume turned up. The blue light of the television flickered across the dark hallway. Lila was supposed to be studying in her room. Jake was supposed to be leaving soon.Instead, her door opened at 9:41 p.m. without a knock.Jake stepped inside, locked it, and put a finger to his lips.Lilaâs pulse slammed into her throat.He crossed the room in three strides, grabbed the back of her neck, and kissed her hardânothing gentle, nothing careful. At the same ti
Chapter 46 (Brotherâs Best Friend â Chapter 3: The Second Time)Lila was still awake when the door to her bedroom opened at 1:47 a.m.She didnât need to look to know it was him. The house had a particular kind of silence when Nate was deeply asleep, and Jake moved through it like someone who already hated himself for being there.He shut the door quietly and locked it.For a moment he just stood there, back against the wood, staring at her in the dark. Moonlight cut across the bed through the half-open blinds. Lila was on her side, wearing the same oversized T-shirt she always slept in. She sat up slowly.âYou said it wouldnât happen again,â she whispered.Jakeâs voice came out rough. âI know what I said.âHe crossed the room like the decision had already been made hours ago. When he reached the bed he didnât kiss her right away. He grabbed the hem of her T-shirt and pulled it over her head in one motion, leaving her bare. His eyes dragged over her body with something close to anger.
Chapter 45(Brotherâs Best Friend â Chapter 2: Aftermath) Morning light felt like an accusation.Lila sat at the kitchen island pushing scrambled eggs around her plate, every muscle in her body aware of the dull, sweet ache between her legs. Jakeâs cum had leaked out of her for hours after he left. She had cleaned up eventually, but she still felt marked. Used. Different.Nate shuffled in first, hair sticking up, squinting against the light.âCoffee,â he groaned. âSomeone make coffee or Iâm dying.âJake walked in right behind him.He looked like he hadnât slept. Gray sweatpants, black T-shirt, jaw tight. His eyes flicked to Lila for half a secondâthen away, like looking at her directly might burn him. He moved around the kitchen with forced casualness, pouring coffee, opening cabinets, acting like he hadnât fucked her open on this exact counter six hours ago.âYou look like shit,â Nate said to him, dropping onto a stool.Jakeâs voice came out rough. âLate night.âLilaâs thighs presse







