Friends with Sexy Benefits 7

HANSEL JONES

I went back to my room breathing hard. I had almost fallen into her trap. They had both managed to unlock a lust that had almost set me into the welcoming grip of madness. My heart banged hard causing me to tremble and pant in an attempt to steady myself once again.

I stayed there in that fractured state for what felt like an eternity before my blood slowed and began to circulate in its normal pace once more. My dick was limp but still hurt regardless.

I ruffled my hair as thoughts of the short erotic kiss washed through my mind. My hand had grazed Gretel's nipples as my hands had attempted to cup her face making the kiss deeper. I remembered it all. My body ached with longing. I wanted the kiss. I wanted it badly.

My hands turned to fists and back to palms severally in an attempt to force away the feeling that was gaining dominion over me. I had no right to feel this way for Gretel. She was my sister and my best friend. No! It was wrong. Everything about it was wrong.

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