Craving My Brother's Best Friend นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Something about his words ignited my ego—and I liked it. I leaned in and kissed him first, slowly moving my hips. There was no hesitation in me… even though I knew this was wrong. “Ah—” “Look at you,” he whispered. I shut my eyes tight.Because if I looked at him… I might admit it. I was starting to enjoy this. “You like it, Olivia?” he pressed against me, forcing a louder moan out of me. God… I couldn’t stop. Damn it. I’m addicted. Addicted… to my own brother-in-law.

A muscle feathered violently in his jaw, and his hands flexed inside his pockets. "I'm fine," I said. My voice was a dry, raspy croak. I hadn't spoken out loud since Friday night in the Wynwood alley. "You don't look fine," Marco said, walking over to the island. He peered into my bowl, his nose wrinkling in disgust. "What is that? Are you eating radioactive waste? Did you finally snap?" Without waiting for an answer, my brother—who has never respected a boundary in his entire life—reached out, plucked the fork from my bowl, scooped up a lump of the hot-sauce-drenched pasta, and shoved it into his mouth.

I said, my voice trembling. His eyes blinked once. “What are you talking about, Juliet? Kissing you is a scandal—you are my twin brother’s lawful wife,” he said softly. My fists tightened because he was painfully right. My mother's life was on the line; I needed an heir for Andrew, and here I was, begging to sleep with his brother. I was so messed up. “Adrian, just once... please, sleep with me. I promise no one will ever find out,” I pleaded, sounding like a desperate woman, and damn it, I am.

Cayden said, walking up behind me and I just nodded in acknowledgment. "Don't worry, my brother is the best at his job, we will get Toffe out," and handed me a blood bag. I looked at him and he smiled, "Your vampire is hungry, your eyes are blood red, and before you kill my men, at least feed." I smiled and took the blood bag and realized I hadn't fed in about three days, I ate human food but I still needed blood or I would be weak. The truth is, I prefer the blood of my mate and I haven't seen her in four days and I hope she is safe with that fucker, I can't wait to finally end him. I would be the one to kill him and I made that very clear when the time was right, no one else had the right

WREN Rule one: Best friends never keep secrets. Rule two: Best friends come before everyone else. Rule three: Best friends always have each other's backs. Rule four: Best friends show up to the big moments together. Rule five: Best friends never abandon each other to be popular. Rule six: A best friend's brother is a brother, never a love interest. Rule seven: Best friends spend every birthday together, without exception. Rule eight: Best friends champion each other's dreams. Rule nine: No lies, whatever the cost. Rule ten: Best friends settle every fight before the day ends. Rule eleven: Nobody gets to wedge themselves between best friends. And rule twelve: Best friends forever, whatever ha

"And you can't choose whom I choose to love just because you're my brother." Vincent sucked in a huge breath. "I've been betrayed before, Morty! Do you know how hard that broke me? And for what reason? Because I was too good! Too good, Morty! There's no such thing as love-especially not from a fûck-ass guy like Klaus!" If there had been a wall beside him, Vincent would have punched it. "He's your best friend!" Morticia shouted. "That's the point! He was my best friend. My fucking brother, the one I trusted. He crossed the line. You both did!"

I couldn't say I'm in love with your brother and living twenty feet away from him is going to destroy me. "I'm just tired," I said. "Long day yesterday." Sloane's expression softened. She sat down next to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "It's going to be okay. You're going to stay here, get back on your feet, and then you're going to find a cute guy and forget all about this." I laughed weakly. "A cute guy." "Someone who isn't my emotionally stunted brother," she added. "Seriously. Don't let him get in your head. He's an asshole to everyone."

“Ride my face. Show me how bad you want it. Been such a little tease for months—wearing those skirts, looking at me like that, making me hard behind the bar every fucking shift. Now you’re gonna come on my tongue like a good girl. Come for your brother’s best friend while he eats this pretty pussy.” I was already close. The combination of his fingers curling inside me, his tongue working my clit, and the sheer wrongness of it—my brother’s best friend on his knees in the bar he owned, eating me out like he was starving—pushed me right to the edge. My thighs started to shake. My moans got louder, echoing in the empty bar. “Cavern—fuck—I’m gonna—”

My best friend, Megan Hahn, was at Cooper's Barbecue, cradling a beer bottle in her arms as she bawled her eyes out and wailed, "I wanted to introduce my elder brother to you after he returned, so that Nicky can become my very own niece. "But he's unable to have children, which makes him no different from a useless piece of trash. How could I do you dirty like that when we're best friends?" As she said all that, her phone rang.

My confidence, already fragile after the rough night and the twin argument I’d sensed but couldn’t name, started to fray at the edges. Brianna’s questions were too personal, too invasive for a sister to ask about her own brother’s sex life, but the curiosity in her eyes looked real, almost hungry for details. She wasn’t being cruel exactly—she was being a twin who had never been shut out before, and I was the new lock on the door. “I… we connected,” I repeated, trying to keep my voice even. “It wasn’t about types or bodies. He made me feel wanted, really wanted. The rest just happened.”