All Chapters of Love or Lust: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Yas POV“Stop it!, Stop it, Dian!.” I laughed as I ran away from my best friend who was currently splashing water at me from a water pipe.I groaned, My clothes were all wet now.“You started it first you know.” He smiled, showing his perfect canine teeth, then shook off the water from his long dark hair.His hair is so soft. Several times I imagined my hands going through his hair and gripping it as he eats up my pussy.I shook my head frustratingly. Not this thought again, I have been dreaming of fucking Dian for almost a month now, ever since I accidentally stumbled on him while he was butt naked.I know it isn’t right, He’s been my best friend for two years now. We met final year of high school, and now we are in college and those two years, I had never really thought of him sexually until last month. It started as just merely admiring him, then eventually I began to have wet dreams about him, and they were slowly affecting me because when I look at him, all I can think of is fuc

YasThis is crazy. I thought He has a girlfriend.I am his best friend.But then I imagined her here. Her hands on him. Her laugh in my living room. Him touching her the way– my jaw clenched again.With trembling fingers, I flipped the main breaker, sending the apartment into total blackness. Everything went dark. The TV cut off. The refrigerator went silent. Dian jolted upright, his hand instinctively groping for the remote that now lay useless in the dark. "What the fuck?" His voice echoed through the apartment, clearly confused and irritated.Then I walked into the room, my eyes straining against the pitch black room. I traced the wall until I hit him.I could barely see his face.But I could feel him.The heat of his body.The presence."Trina?" he called out, uncertainty in his tone. I scoffed internally. Of course he thinks it was his girlfriend seeing as she was the last person he called, that thought alone infuriated me.“Hmm-hmm, now shh,” I muttered, trying my best t

Yas Sunlight penetrated through the curtains. I stirred, my body heavy and entwined with Dian's, his arm draped possessively over my waist, his steady breaths warm against my neck. His cock, soft now but still thick regardless as it pressed against my thigh, a reminder of how deeply he had buried himself inside me just hours ago. My pussy throbbed with a dull ache, sore from the relentless pounding, and I could feel the sticky remnants of his cum between my folds.I lay there for a moment, savoring the closeness, the way his chest rose and fell against my back. But reality crept in like the light, he thought it was Trina he had fucked senseless, Trina whose name he groaned as he filled me with his cum. The thought twisted in my gut, a mix of jealousy and longing. I couldn't let him wake up and see me, not yet. Not until I figured out how to make this real, to make him want me without the illusion. Carefully, I removed myself from his embrace, sliding my leg over his and

Yas POV The second the door clicked behind Dian, the tension in the room reduced a bit.I didn’t move at first. I just sat there, still on the couch where he had found me, my thighs trembling and my breaths refusing to even out. My fingers were still wet and slick. The mirror held a memory of what I had been doing. And his reaction..damn, I could still feel it on my skin.I guess I should be more focused on the shame of being caught touching myself, but I was rather concerned by the way he looked at me– like he didn’t know whether to step back or devour me.Almost as if he wanted me…yet, he knew he couldn’t have me.Trina calling his name, sliced through the moment like a blade.Her voice always had that effect– sharp enough to ruin something delicate without even trying.I exhaled shakily, dragging my hand back through my hair. My chest felt tight, hurt and aroused at the same time, which made absolutely no sense but didn’t surprise me either. Everything with Dian had started

The morning after the hangout felt heavier than I expected.Not physically, my body felt mostly fine, but in my chest, right behind my ribs, something kept twisting and tightening, like a knot that refused to loosen. I stayed in bed longer than usual, staring at the ceiling, replaying every single moment from last night. Every look Dian gave me, every moan, every breath that seemed to pull us closer even when we were not supposed to be.It was all too much.By the time I dragged myself to the kitchen for water, I knew I couldn’t keep this secret anymore. I had buried it so deeply I had almost convinced myself it wasn’t real. I needed to tell someone before it swallowed me whole.Without further thoughts, I grabbed my phone and called Mila.She didn’t even hesitate. Thirty minutes later, she was knocking at the front door, still in her pajamas, hair tied up haphazardly like she’d sprinted out the house. That alone made my eyes watered. She always showed up.We sat on the porch b