Best Friends' Reckless Cravings

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ut they hung in the air between them, heavy wi

hing to him tonight.

ackled the intruder to the floor, her voice loud

y booty shorts clung to her curvy hips, the skin-tight crop top that stopped just beneath her breasts and rode up t

amp and told him if he mov

on her nose as she demonstrated some questionable ka

veins. He shifted on her worn sofa, trying to focus on anything but the mov

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ed on those hips, head tilted in th

real badass..." He cleared his t

noticing how attractive his best friend

swimwear photoshoot last summer, holding the reflector while she posed in biki

er breasts pressed tog

m lighting caught on her s

arved and reacting to any a

s Lena. His

st midnight now, and he sat in her cluttered one-bedroom apartment,

make those nachos you like, or pasta-" L

ass, the way those shorts pushed them

: bending her over that counter, p

himself,

the effect she was having? Because she was

abinet, she seemed completely oblivious to the

one to her, the abuse she'd endured. And here he

lowing her to the kitc

actually hungry." He leaned against her

d closer, and her bare shoulder brushe

s and all he could think about was burying his face in her hair, throwing off th

st take what he wanted and de

ere wa

wedding while he stood here having inap

ing

rying to adjust his pants over the growing bulge. "It's

ered across Lena's f

coming over, Alex. My hero."

ugh tension with that easy smile, made him forget he ran a billion-dollar comp

oward the door. "And maybe consider moving to a

are billionaire CEOs with penthouses.

stop sneaking out early on Fr

if you weren't secretly watchi

ew how true th

Alex turned t

body against his in a hug, her arms wrapping a

h

t her stomach now. Alex froze, not daring to breathe,

m, those innocent ey

as small, confused.