Semua Bab Don't Date Your Best Friend (The Unfolding Duet 2 Books): Bab 11 - Bab 20

Chapter 11: Radha and KrishnaEthanOur eyes widened, my heart pounding against my chest as I just had one of the best orgasms of my life. Kiara was breathing heavily, and I cursed, looking at her swollen nipples peeking from the scrambled shirt. I looked at her face and I felt myself twitch again. Fuck. She was beautiful. Her hair tousled, lips swollen, cheeks flushed and her heavy-lidded brown eyes begging me for more. Fuckfuckfuck.I shook my head and looked down at my sweatpants. I sat back on my heels, my eyes flickering between her spread legs. I swallowed the lump in my throat and ignored the urge to remove the briefs, slide her legs around my waist, and thrust myself inside her, pinning her hands above her head.Running my hand through my hair, I looked down at my sweatpants, getting a semi just by looking at her like this. “I can’t open the door like this, Kiara.”She smirked at me, her nimble fingers—the one that was wrapped around me squeezing me slowly a few moments ago—bu

Chapter 13: Kiara is Closer to SatanEthanI stared at the wavy strands of Kiara’s hair, twirling my finger around the soft brown hair. My head was on her lap and we were sitting on the couch alone while everyone watched the movie Warrior. It was basically a white wall with a projector and mattresses, blankets, and pillows on the floor.“Man, I want to be like Tom Hardy,” Kiara whispered halfway through the movie. I nodded aimlessly. I was busy playing with the ends of her hair and her soft, nimble fingers.I asked, “Why? Do you want to have muscles like him?”I ran my hand on the golden ring she was wearing on her right ring finger. She adored that ring to death, and I knew she felt naked if she didn’t wear it. I wanted to kiss her finger, so I did.She chuckled softly and looked down at me. “No, silly. I want to fight like him. Those punches and kicks. Bam, bam!” She pretended to punch the imaginary fighter across her, making me grin at how adorable she was.She was wearing my T-shi

Chapter 15: Okay, NikeEthanI froze with terror hearing her brother's footsteps marching toward her room. If Karan found me hovering above his very naked little sister, I would have to prepare my own funeral. And no one would come. Karan trusted me with her life and to protect her and scare other guys away when he was not with her.But, now, look at me. Enjoying my own dessert by teasing her.“I am going to die,” I whispered, looking into her dilated brown eyes.Kiara smacked my arm. “Hide. Now.”Yes, hide. As if that would help me with my impending doom. I heard his footsteps coming closer and my heartbeat increased. I was about to dive under her bed when she wore her crumpled T-shirt without the bra. I noticed her panties and shorts on the floor, which I had carelessly thrown a few moments ago.The bad part of me wanted to keep them, but I handed them to her, rolling under the bed with my belt. I took a sharp breath when I heard the shuffle of blankets, knowing she used them to co

PART THREE“I think my pussy and your dick have a tryst.Just saying.”Chapter 17: I am JEDI!KiaraThe next day, I woke up on a wet pillow. I wasn't feeling well and looked up at the ceiling. With a heavy sigh, I walked toward my washroom and stopped when I saw that the window—which I always kept open—was closed. Then I saw my black journal on the desk with wet stains on the paper, which was smeared with the black ink of the pen.Shaking my head, I closed it and kept it in my backpack. After the shower, I got dressed and skipped breakfast. I had already texted Ethan that I wouldn't come early with him, so I was going to walk for half an hour to reach school.I let the music blast in my ears through earphones, observing the people walking beside me on the street. Katherine started texting me about last night, but I ignored her texts, focusing on the music. I needed to be alone with my thoughts for a while.***I jumped when Liam entered the female washroom, closing the door behind him

Chapter 19: I Like Your Neon Ones BetterKiara“So how are things with Ethan?” my mother asked, looking through the dresses and flashing me a small smirk.It was Sunday and Mom wanted to spend some time with me and my brother, but Karan was busy packing for his university where he was flying to London for his masters in Design. I didn’t have anything much to do except play the piano, cuddle with Ethan—or more—read a book and go through my AP English essay.My cheeks heated up as soon as I thought about him and how we had gone out with friends for dinner and ended up in the backseat of his car before reaching home. My hand fleeted through the different flashy colors and materials as I shrugged.“Things are good, Mama,” I said. “I like him.”“Oh,” she tsked, walking over to me. “So, you just like him? Nothing else.”I could never hide anything from her, could I?I swallowed nervously. “You know I love him, Ma.” I looked around the dress section to check if he was here in the mall just t