Course Of Temptation Best Friend Novels & Stories

I whispered, my hands trembling in my lap. Jerry’s dark eyes burned into mine. “I’m sorry if that offends you, Sister Hayley. But…I.. I can’t lie in this room. Not to you.” The air between us felt thick, heavy and dangerous. I stood up slowly, my legs shaky but instead of moving away like I should, I stepped closer until I stood right in front of him. My habit brushing against his knees. “Sometimes,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper, “the only way to overcome temptation… is to face it and deal with it.”

Sophia took a sip, the wine warming her from the inside. "The assignment… it’s on modern interpretations of taboo relationships, right?" "Exactly." He sat beside her on the chaise, close enough that his thigh brushed hers. "Tell me, Sophia. Have you ever experienced real temptation? The kind that consumes you, body and soul, even when you know it could destroy everything?" Her breath hitched. "I…no. Not really. I’ve always been the good girl. Focused on studies. My parents expect perfection."

Inside, two people who had once been each other’s greatest temptation had become each other’s forever. The story that began with stolen glances and forbidden nights had ended—not with fireworks or drama, but with peace. They had earned this.

Or how the apartment's warm lighting caught on her smooth thighs when she moved. Or maybe he was just sex-starved, his body reacting to any attractive woman in proximity. But this was Lena. His best friend. He'd dropped everything when she panic-called at 10:45 PM. It was past midnight now, and he sat in her cluttered one-bedroom apartment, fighting inappropriate thoughts that made guilt coil in his stomach. "You said you were hungry, right? I could make those nachos you like, or pasta-" Lena was already heading toward her kitchen. Alex's gaze followed the curve of her ass, the way those shorts pushed them up perfectly and gave them more volume.

“You’re my best friend for a decade. He’s been my boyfriend for two years. I don’t want to ruin our friendship just because of that guy, Noreen. So please… forgive me if---“ Noreen hugged her. “Hey… No matter what I say, why do you still treat me like that? Do you know that many people out there will someday take advantage because of your damn kindness? It’s… ugh! Learn to be bad *ss sometimes.” “Tsk. You know what? You’re a bad influence.” Bia chuckled and even Noreen laughed too.After their emotional conversation, Noreen left her with a genuine smile on her face. ‘And then I watched a drama between best friends. Ferran…’ Timotheus inside Simeon’s body felt disgusted because his ex-best fri

Cameroon - “Lord Jesus, deliver this boy from the clutches of temptation,” she intoned, her voice rising in dramatic fervor. “Cleanse his soul and restore his path!” Evans blinked, looking more amused than alarmed, though he wisely said nothing. I rolled my eyes so hard it was a miracle I didn’t sprain something. “Mom, he’s not possessed. He’s just here for the wedding and food." "Food?" she repeated, narrowing her eyes at me. “Is that what they’re calling it these days?”

Victoria Morgan couldn't stop herself from replaying the video that Nelson had sent to her earlier that day. Despite her best efforts to resist, she found herself drawn to the forbidden pleasure it evoked—a pleasure that even her husband failed to provide. As she watched the video for the umpteenth time, she couldn't help but envy Mildred. She envied the intensity of Mildred's passion, the reckless abandon with which she gave herself over to desire. And as she watched, a voice inside her whispered, "Why not you?"

I gulped the whole time watching him do that. ‘Push him away…’ I could hear my own thoughts screaming at me, shouting to stop this stupidity, but my body was betraying me when I parted my legs even wider, exposing my undergarment after my dress lifted a little higher and Ezekiel licked that part he left his mark on. I felt uncomfortable when his other hand was about to reach for that part in between my legs and just before I could completely lose myself with temptation again, I pulled myself back and I hurriedly stood up.

I heard Andrea scream when we were right infront of the couch, it was then on that I noticed that there were three guys already occupying the seat. “Hey, cous.” the guy who had helped me earlier, greeted Andrea back. I noticed his eyes lingers unto me for a little to long. I then looked away, avoiding his gaze. “Oh, right. This is Genesis, my best friend. Gen, this is Sky while those two are Jake and Chris.” she introduced them to me. I gave them a small smile and nodded at their direction. They also did the same. We both then sat down while the guys offered us a drink. I thanked them before drinking it all down in one gulp. I guess I really need a drink.

If Carla were here, I'd bend her over and do her right here, with the warm water raining down our bodies. A crazy thought of course. Because . . . well, she's on the do-not-touch list. My right-hand palms my throbbing dick. A wave of guilt washes over me. Can't whack one off to Carla. Can't go there. I have no business wanting her. She's my best friend's little sister. That makes her forbidden. I can't do this. But I feel myself slipping. I'm losing this battle. Moving on its own accord, my hand clasps around my dick again. My eyes drift shut, and I give into the temptation of fucking Carla.