Sleeping With Best Friend Novels & Stories

“I'm going to go straight to bed, but it sounds like Summer and Noah are still out if you want to join them. I don't mind.” Nathan studied me for a moment. “I'll come up with you, and if they aren't back by the time you're asleep, I might go meet them for a drink as long as you're sure to don't mind.” “I'll be asleep; you go for it,” I told him as I tugged his hand and pulled him up the stairs. I didn't mind if he went out, but if I'm completely honest, I love the idea of him being here while I fall asleep. It is always so much easier to sleep with him next to me. I guess that is the mate bond at work. I slipped off my clothes and got under the covers keeping my eyes on Nathan as his eyes da

“No, I'm fine, just use my room. If you don't want to sleep with me it's ok.” But this time his best friend took the chance to speak and he did that so very fast that he could speak first before the woman do it. “Yeah it's ok. Me and my best friend will sleep together. I'm just playing safe who knows if she sleep with you you have a hidden motive. Maybe it's just your little white lies that you show your care for my best friend and then you have an intention to hurt him. Who knows tomorrow morning when we wake up he is at the hospital again?”

May frowns as she stares at half-naked Toffer who’s snoring on my bed. Earlier the three of us had dinner together but instead of joining our drinking session afterwards, he went straight to bed since he was too tired; he didn't get much sleep last night because of the fun night ritual he’s been practicing with Cassie so he went to work this morning with only two hours of sleep, hence the tired little Toffer. "You can sleep on his bed." Because there is no way I'm letting my married best friend sleeps with my male best friend, and it's too much of a hassle to wake him up. He's snoring like a freaking orchestra.

Warm, soft flesh against my back, filled in by my memory as a familiar pair of full breasts. My friend Kat and I had been sleeping together for a couple of weeks. We weren't a couple, by any means. We met in high school, and from time to time over the years, when neither of us had anyone and we got lonely enough, we'd end up together for a while. It was safe and comfortable – we trusted each other too much to hurt each other over it – and the sex between us was always fantastic, since we both knew what we liked and were comfortable enough with each other to just enjoy it.

Every second looking at that unsuspecting innocent face made me want to scream out in confession, I don't know how long I could keep this to myself. I WAS IN BED WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S BROTHER!! “Yeah, I… I understand. All good.” I rambled. “Wow. Didn't expect it to be that easy, are you alright? You are acting really strange.” He said. I forced a smile. “Yeah I am fine, just… rough night.” Rough night, really? What is wrong with me? “Okay then, I will see you at breakfast and after that we can discuss how I would make it up to you this time, unfailingly.” He smiled and turned to the door.

I was grateful for his restraint, but at the same time, I worried I’d offended him by even suggesting there might be something more to his friendship with Fiona. That concern only grew as we prepared for bed. Ever since the wedding night, Alexander and I had been sharing the same bed. It was large enough for us to sleep side by side without touching, and while the arrangement felt strange at first, it made the most sense. If one of us constantly slept on the couch, it would be uncomfortable and unsustainable long-term. Bringing in a secondary bed would raise suspicions we couldn’t afford. So, sharing the bed had become part of our routine. Tonight, I climbed in first, settling on my side and

*Andrea* I didn't want the morning to come. I didn't think it would be here within the twinkle of an eye. My head was on top of Alejandro's chest. Maybe it's because it is the first time we lay in my room together. After all, it's different. It didn't feel like the regular night we always had. We have spent so much time together in the past, but this felt special. I listened to his heartbeat, which had suddenly became my favorite sound. Slowly, I raised my head. He was still asleep. My hair fell on his chest, and I brushed it to the back.

I wish I could scream how good it feels, how he owns me right now, how no one else has ever made me come like this. But the secret makes it hotter. The more I think about her sleeping next door, the tighter I clench around him. He groans louder—feels it. “Fuck, you’re squeezing me so hard. You love this, don’t you? Fucking your best friend’s man behind her back.” I can’t speak. Just moan into the pillow—high, desperate, broken. My nails dig into the sheets. He reaches around, finds my clit, rubs fast, rough circles.

You’re like a koala. "A koala doesn’t... that’s not the point!" he sputtered. "The point is, you’re my girlfriend. He’s her… whatever he is." He jabbed a thumb in my direction. "You have to sleep with me." "I missed my best friend, Ty. She needs girl time after everything." "But Tess," he groaned, reaching for her hand, "I missed you too. Like, really missed you. Let's just sleep together please." She pulled her hand back gently. "You’re being ridiculous. Reaper is hurt, you’re both exhausted, and Kasey and I have a lot to catch up on. You two can share the master like grown men. Or are you scared of a little cuddling with your best friend?"

Suspicious. “Make yourself at home,” Liv said, forcing a smile as she tossed her bag on the floor. “Thanks,” I murmured, but my eyes were glued to Scott. He was Jordan’s best friend. And apparently, Liv’s heartbreak. As if on cue, Jordan came down the stairs, phone in hand, his stupid grin already plastered on his face. “Great,” he said, spotting me. “The nightmare moved in with us.” “Relax,” I snapped. “Nobody here is dying to hang out with you, trust me.”