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“He knows.” I pulled her closer, our naked bodies still pressed together, cum still coating our thighs. “Then we stop hiding,” I said firmly. “I’m not giving you up.” Giulia kissed me hard, her hand sliding back between my legs. “Good,” she whispered against my lips. “Because I’m nowhere near done with you tonight.” But as we started touching each other again, another message arrived. This one from an unknown number: *Two best friends finally fucking. Cute. Delete this video or everyone on campus sees it tomorrow.*

We both laughed hard and fell onto the couch, still giggling. “Thank you Scarlett, you are really the best out of the best friends ever.” “That’s not the type of confessions I like,” she said, grinning. “I like the one when my throat is gripped and I’m pushed hard against the wall, lips crashed on mine, hands travelling to my pussy, then it’s said roughly as you break the kiss, mouth travelling to my neck. Ohhh—” She paused, looking confused. “That’s the ‘you’re the best out of the best girlfriend’ confession. Yours is best friend. Ok ok, it’s accepted.”

"Oh fuck baby! Yes, come on my cock." His breath is ragged as he lets out a groan of utter ecstasy; cuming inside the condom, emptying himself. We lay here, sweaty messes, tangled in each other's arms, completely sated, and still in awe it happened. "That was better than I ever thought it would be, Scarlet." "I know... I just... Wow." "Well, I can officially say that our friendship is ruined in a good way haha! We can never go back, not after what we did."

even if it was only for show. As the evening progressed, Tristan's friends arrived, and he introduced Talia as his girlfriend with a genuine smile. Talia did her best to act natural, engaging in conversations and laughter, trying to convince herself that it was all just a charade. However, as the night wore on, she found herself getting more comfortable in Tristan's presence, and the pretense started to feel more like reality. His friends were friendly and welcoming, and they seemed to genuinely enjoy her company. At one point during the evening, Talia caught Tristan stealing glances at her, a fondness in his eyes that made her heart skip a beat, make her doubts about him being gay, fade awa

I don’t want to ruin your friendship. [Who said I’m his best friend? If he didn’t bug me so persistently, I wouldn’t even care about him. [Jack is a scumbag. I’ll cut him off right now.] He texted that without any hesitation. I was satisfied. I sent a cute sticker and asked him if he had missed me. [I did.] [Willing to prove it to me?] He then sent me an image. I clicked on the image without preparing myself. I almost dropped my phone.

“If it’s not important, Daniella, don’t waste my time.” “No, it’s important,” Daniella insisted. “It’s about Ethan… and Maya.” Lily brows pulled together. “What about them?” Another pause. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed lately, but your brother and your best friend have gotten really close,” Daniella said slowly. “Like… not just friendship-close. More like relationship-close.” Lily sat up straighter. “What are you talking about?” “Oh, you didn’t know?” Daniella said, pretending to sound surprised. “I thought you did. I mean… how could they hide it so well from you of all people? But maybe that was the point. Maybe you were the stumbling block they didn’t want in the way.”

ELLE “Hi, Elle. I know writing to you is weird but I can't keep it to myself any longer. I really do like you. I've liked you since fourth-grade but I just couldn't say it, not until now. I'd like you to be my girlfriend, if you don't mind. ~ Liam.” Cassie read the letter out. “What?!” She shrieked. “For goodness sake, Cassie. This is a public space.” Already frustrated, I cried.

] Beneath it, their mutual friends had lined up in the likes section. In the past, I probably would have cried, made a scene, and demanded an explanation from Scott. But this time, I just tapped "like," then deleted Simone's contact. I deleted all those so-called mutual friends, too. The account using my half of the couple picture suddenly sent a message. [Fiona, when I switched to the matching profile pic with you… it wasn't just to help you vent. I actually… [You know what I mean, right?] I sighed.

"Just go around hooking up with different girls, but for the love of God, stay away from my sister." My hands clench into fists. I have finally managed to push thoughts of Olivia from my mind, only to have Sarah bring her up again. I don't say a word. Sarah stands up, saying she has to go get something from a shop. "She likes you, bro," Bryan mutters. I whip my head toward him. "Who?" I inquire. "Sarah," He replies. I roll my eyes. "Of course, I am her best friend ," I mumble. He let out a hiss."That's not what I mean. I think she's got a crush on you."

“What’s up? You look like you haven’t slept in days.” I bit my lip, unsure of how much to tell her. Emma was my best friend, but she didn’t know about Thiago’s darker side. She only knew the surface-level details—that I was involved with this mysterious, powerful man. And she had been supportive, even a little envious, of how intense our relationship seemed. But she didn’t know the half of it. “I… I met with someone yesterday,” I began hesitantly, sitting down on the couch. Emma raised an eyebrow. “A guy? Bridgette, are you two-timing Mr. Bermudez?” she teased.