All Chapters of Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

Serena POVThe aftershocks of pleasure still ripple through me when I feel myself being lifted, strong hands gripping beneath my thighs. The blindfold remains, keeping me suspended in darkness as my chest meets a solid chest. Jace’s scent, sandalwood and that unique musk I’ve come to crave, surrounds me as he positions me right, my legs spread wide, vulnerable and open. “Breathe,” he murmurs against my ear, and then I feel him, hot and hard, pressing against my entrance. My body, still sensitive from Rich’s attention, yields instantly as Jace pushes upward, filling me in one fluid motion that steals the breath from my lungs.My head falls forward against his shoulder as he holds me there, impaled and trembling. The stretch is exquisite, familiar yet somehow new in this position, with my weight driving him deeper than ever before. His hands tighten beneath my thighs, supporting me entirely as he begins to move in shallow, controlled thrusts.“Perfect,” he breathes against my neck, his

Serena POV“Hey, Melinda,” I call out as I approach.She glances up, her expression softening into a smile. “Serena! What’s up?”Sliding onto the stool beside her, I place my hands on the bar and lean forward slightly. “Rich mentioned you have an event this weekend. I just wanted to check in and see if you have everything covered. If not, I’m happy to help out.”Melinda nods slowly, setting her tablet down. “Yeah, we’ve got a private party booking. Nothing too wild, just a big birthday celebration. They’ve requested a few special things, DJ sets, a couple of live performances and they’re bringing in their own catering. The usual crowd, plus a handful of new faces.”I tilt my head. “You said their own catering? Are we going to have any issues with space in the kitchen or staff confusion?”She shrugs, pulling up her notes. “I’ve already cleared it with our regular kitchen team. They’ll take care of setup and breakdown. We're closed that day as a bar, so they won't need the kitchen. As f

Serena POVSmirking, I lean forward, my eyes locked on his. “Okay, so what about this morning with us, would you do it again?”Rich stares at me for a long moment, his head tilted slightly like he’s trying to figure out if I’m serious. “What is this, an interrogation?”“Nope,” I reply, grinning. “Just a simple yes or no. Would you?”He blinks a few times, letting out a sharp exhale through his nose. “You’re not exactly the type of woman you say no to, sunshine. So yeah, I’d do it again if Jace asks.”I arch an eyebrow, my grin widening. “Is that so? You don’t even have to think about it?”Rich shrugs, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Why would I? You were fun.”“Well, glad I left such a glowing impression,” I tease. “So, next question. Have you really not done that kind of thing before? You know, sharing a woman?”“No,” he says immediately, his voice steady. “It’s not really my usual thing. Normally, I keep things one-on-one.”I nod slowly, pretending to be satisfied befo

Jace POVI stand there for a moment, stunned, the words I just heard still echoing in my head. Rich would sleep with me? What the hell kind of conversation have they been having? My gaze bounces between Serena, who looks far too amused, and Rich, who sits there casually like he just discussed the weather. Neither of them seems fazed by what was just said.I didn’t walk in here expecting anything like this. I was just going to tell her off for locking me in the room. I was going to complain I had to message one of the guys to bring a spare key because Rich wasn't answering. I was ready to see if Serena was still messing with Rich like she always does, maybe tease her about it. Instead, I walk in on this insane confession that I was definitely not prepared for.Serena, completely unbothered, tilts her head at me, her lips twitching in that infuriating smirk she gets when she knows she’s stirred up trouble. Why the fuck is she sitting in the middle of the desk with her legs crossed like

Jace POVRich shrugs, the smirk still firmly in place. “I’m just saying, boss, you’d be entertaining as hell.”“What else would you do to him?” Serena gets comfy again.Rich’s eyes darken as he leans forward, elbows on his knees. “Well, after I’ve got him properly secured in that little cage, I’d make him watch while I take my time. Circle around him, just looking. Maybe trace a finger along the bars.”My mouth goes dry despite myself. “You two are the worst girlfriend and best friend in existence. Behave.”“Oh, I’m just getting started,” Rich continues, his voice dropping lower. “I’d lower that cage, inch by inch, until he’s at the perfect height. Then I’d blindfold him, sensory deprivation is underrated.”Serena shifts in her seat, crossing her legs. “And then what?” Her cheeks are flushed now.“Then I’d open the cage, just enough to reach in.” Rich’s eyes lock with mine, challenging. “I’d run my hands over every inch of him, slowly, until he’s trembling. Until he’s begging.”I swal