Complicated Friendships

I let out a cry as Noah pushes into me faster and harder from behind, his entire shaft filling me inside out over and over again. I can’t help but cry out—mostly out of pleasure but partly because I feel like I physically can’t take anymore of him inside me. I scream and moan in a voice that can be mistaken for an animal and I forget where I am and who I am for those brief moments.He grabs one arm and pins it behind my back, pushing my face into the pillow and pulling my ass closer into him. His other hand rests on my hips, pulling me against his hot skin, pulling me closer and closer to ecstasy. He knows exactly what I like and exactly how to give it to me."Uhh, I'm gonna come, baby..." he groans as he moves the one hand from my wrist to the other side of my hips."Oh yes, daddy, pleeeease" I scream, reaching back and grabbing his ass with one hand, feebly pulling him into me even deeper.He gives one last pump, pulls out, and rips off the c

I wake up to the sound of knocking on the door. It’s dark outside and none of the lights are on in my apartment.“Hello? Anyone home?” A deep, husky voice calls out.I groan as I get up from the couch. My hair must be a mess. I stumble to the door in the dark to find the handsome stranger who just moved in next door standing in front of me. I rub my eyes. His wide frame towers over my small 5’4 body by nearly a foot. He is holding a bundle of white sheets in his arms.“Hi,” My voice cracks, giving away my state of being fresh out of slumber. “Are these my sheets? Sorry!” I stretch out my arms, offering to take over.“Hi,” he says, as he hands over the sheets. “Yeah, I'm Hunter. I just moved in next door. I needed to use the washer so I took your sheets out and dried them. I hope you don’t mind.” Hunter’s tone is not unfriendly, but definitely not supe

Out of nowhere, Hunter asks if I live with my boyfriend.“It was just, I saw a guy leaving your apartment earlier, I just assumed...”“Oh! Him...” I’m not sure how to respond. I don’t know him well enough to divulge that kind of information just yet. Well, actually, I don’t quite know him at all.During dinner, it felt like I was the one doing all the talking. Hunter sat back and mostly listened, asking a few questions here and there. He didn’t share many personal details about himself, except that he was moving closer to work. He didn’t seem to mind it, but he definitely didn’t seem excited about spending time with me. Maybe he just wanted some time alone after a long day of moving and I intruded on that by inviting myself along to have dinner with him.Why do I always do this... always acting thoughtlessly before considering the other person’s feelings.“He’s just a fri