Craving My Brother's Best Friend นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Little Cree saw the plates and immediately his face darkened. “ Big Brother Zhong, don't tell me you want more of the Green Tofu and Fried Cassava because they were so delicious? Well, I'm sorry to tell you that even though you're my friend, I won't give you any! My beautiful Elder sister said that I'm the only one allowed to crave it, and she'll only cook it for me!” He said all of this without pausing, squinting his eyes and crossing his arms over his chest.

Not fair…not fair at all… On a normal day, this would have been an exclusive sight to watch, the way his abs flexed out in the bright moonlight, the way his body made my pussy so fucking wet, I craved to scream daddy to him, but not today, cause a part of me was sick and tied of letting my heart bleed, sick and tired of living in fantasies, sick and tired of craving something I could never have I was really suffering…badly “It’s always about my brother right?” It wasn’t a question, it was more of a statement, and I was too frustrated to care “I know that if not because my brother and you are best friends, you would want nothing to do with me…” “What are you saying?” He stopped wrapping my le

I squeezed my eyes shut and rubbed my forehead and temples. “He was the best brother anyone could ask for. He was my rock, he was my world. While other girls would drive every possible topic to their boyfriends, I drove every potential topic to my brother,” I started as the tears prick the back of my eyes and my breathing started to get heavy. I gave out a weak laugh when flashes of annoyed faces my old friends would give me whenever I brought my brother up pop into my head. He was good looking and my friends often call him “drool- worthy” at times but when someone brings the dude up a million times, people were bound to get annoyed.

Venom called as he came to sit beside me on the couch, he raised my head and placed it on his lap, and he slowly began to caress my “You know I'm your brother right? And I love you so much, I don't ever want you to think you're alone, I'm with you brother cause to me you're the best brother in the whole world and I appreciate you a lot, I don't want you to ever think you're alone you gave all of us, we are all your friends and we love you so much, I know our future might be unpredictable cause a lot is ahead of us, but I want you to know that no matter what happens I love you so much and will always continue to love you okay?” “Mmm” I nodded happily smiling at him, he's right our future is u

I rocked faster, pressing my aching pussy right along his length, letting the friction tease us both. “I’ve wanted you for so long,” I breathed against his ear, my hair falling around us. “Since I was younger and you’d stand in the background watching me. I’d touch myself at night thinking about your hands, your mouth, your cock. You're my brother’s best friend, and yet all I could dream about was you claiming me. Ruining me for anyone else.” Killian’s breath came out ragged. His hands slid up my sides, gripping my waist under the leather. His discipline was cracking right in front of me. The loyal right hand man who never broke rules was losing the fight.

in a billionaire’s drama. I drove back to the Lodge, unloaded the groceries in a kitchen that still smelled of Mia’s silent fury, and walked into my bedroom. My phone buzzed on the nightstand. Luca: See you by 9:00 PM, sweet. I can’t wait to fuck your wet pussy. I sank onto the edge of my bed, the heat blooming between my thighs at the sheer, raw filth of his words. He was an engaged man. He was my best friend’s brother. And in less than an hour, I was going to let him do exactly what he wanted.

I said, as assertively as I could be. “Please, listen. I am sorry and I miss you. I need you. I need my best friend back.” “Your best friend? You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” “Yeah.” “No, you don’t! You just need someone you can’t control because that doesn’t fucking work with Ruby, does it? You’re the one getting controlled. You’re the one getting orders. There’s no one to agree to all your terms. No one to follow you blindly. You’ve got to be fucking kidding me, Mavis. You did this! You hurt me and then you just fucking left! You just fucking left! And now what? You’re sorry?! Fuck you, Mavis.”

Her laughter echoed through the hallway and something inside me clenched painfully. If my father were alive… If I still had someone who hugged me like that… Maybe I wouldn’t feel so breakable. Maybe I wouldn’t be standing here with a suitcase full of everything I owned. He finally released her, wiping a bit of moisture from his eyes. Then his gaze shifted to me. “And who is this?” he asked, His gravelly voice was still silky somehow, rough around the edges, but smooth enough to make my stomach flip. “This,” Allison beamed, grabbing my arm, “is Melanie. My best friend. My other half. The one I won’t shut up about.”