Lahat ng Kabanata ng Don't Date Your Best Friend (The Unfolding Duet 2 Books): Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Kiara whimpered, clenching her hands in fists above her head as I rubbed my raging, bulbous head over her slicked slit. Squeezing her ass, I gave her a harsh spank, watching her tremble beneath me. “Ethan,” she whispered in a hoarse voice that made me leak a bit of pre-cum. Ah, shit.My hand held her throat, giving a slight pressure on her pulse. She relaxed after a while, trusting me with the air she was breathing. I hated that she could trust me with her body but not with her heart. Loosening my grip on her neck, I slammed inside her, relishing the way her velvety walls enveloped me, clenching me. Kiara gave a small hiss of pain at the sudden intrusion, my hand lowering down to rub her clit.I slowly pulled out before giving a hard thrust, her body rocking further in the bed. I groaned at the pressure of her walls. I loved going raw with her, the way she gripped, afraid of letting me go, turned me into a caveman.“Please, Ethan,” she whispered, “I am so close.” “Hold it, Kiara,” I

17. I am Here, BellaEthanMy heart felt heavy with lead as I drove around aimlessly. Kiara was pregnant with my child. Our baby. We had created a small life on the night of prom when we had made love with each other. My eyes welled up and I wiped a tear with my sleeve. I parked the car in the garage and turned off the engine. Kiara was probably inside her room, crying for the unborn baby she couldn’t save and blaming herself. I knew her too well to know that she was blaming all this on herself. Fuck.I would have been a father right now. Would she have told me if she knew that she was pregnant? She would have. She would have flown back to New York to tell me she was pregnant. But she wasn’t. I don’t know how she coped with the pain of losing a baby all alone. I wonder if this was the first time she was telling anyone else.I needed to be with her. I couldn’t stand her blaming herself for everything.With my feet padding against the floor, I opened the door and clenched my jaw. She

19. I Like YouEthanSeeing Kiara’s gorgeous face crumble at the sight of her mother’s painting stung my heart, but it soothed on its own when I noticed that her tears were happy tears. I rubbed her back when she gazed at the last painting, her amber eyes taking in each stroke and swirl of the paint. I was captivated by her. Kiara. My Kiara. Fuck, how badly I wanted her to be mine. I clenched my jaw and tried to control the urge of spilling out how much I wanted her. Not just regarding her body, although I was very much in love with her shape. I wanted her the way I have always wanted her since I watched her apply cherry Chapstick on her first date with that asshole Paul who broke her heart when she was thirteen. I had hated the way she had dressed up for him and wanted to take her for an ice cream date with me instead.But I knew I couldn’t have her. So, I would rather cherish these brief moments with her and do anything to see that beautiful smile on her lips with a dimple. I w

21. Two Hours of PleasureEthan“So are you guys dating?” My hand squeezed Kiara’s underneath the table when Jake looked between us, my jaw clenching. When Kiara received a call from him yesterday, she decided that it would be a good idea to talk it out with him. Kiara wanted me beside her and I couldn’t refuse.“Why would it matter to you?” I said, my voice cold and clipped. His blue eyes softened. “You’re right, it shouldn’t. I . . . I wanted to apologize for acting like a jerk that day, Kiara. For not telling you about Ben or Stacy.” The waiter interrupted us yet again for the umpteenth time asking if we needed any more water or wine. I should’ve known meeting him at a restaurant for lunch was a bad idea. I was sure the waiter wanted nothing more but the latest gossip. Looks like all three of us are going to be in tomorrow’s celebrity headlines. When the waiter left, Kiara replied, “I wish you had told me earlier. But it doesn’t matter now. I hope you are mending things with he

23. How’s the View?EthanIt was, dare I say, funny to watch Kiara squirm the entire ride to my mothers’ house. She kept wriggling in the seat, biting her lips, sighing and clutching my hand. I had to bite my lip from chuckling when she glared at me, gripping my hand. I was sure that she wanted to bite my head off.I had woken her up with my tongue lapping over her wet cavern, groaning at her delicious feminine taste. But I wanted to tease her to the edge, so when she cried out that she would do anything to make her come, my mind went to the gutter. Today was Eveline’s birthday, and we were driving to my moms’ house. I had wrapped Kiara as my own personal gift. After showering, I had taken care of patting her body dry with a towel and applied lotion all over her body without making any sex jokes or innuendos. It was a turn on for both of us to let me touch her in such an intimate way. It also meant that she had gone halfway into her subspace, and it made my ego boost that her body a