My Bestfriend Slipped Inside Me (An Alpha’s Secret) by Demiah13

Avery’s pov

Just get it over with Avery. I chanted in my head as I leaned forward and kissed Kyan’s cheek. I frowned when I felt a slight bit of stubble. He had shaved yesterday, was it possible for his stubble to grow back so quickly?

The thoughts flew out quickly when his hands clamped on my hips to keep me on his lap. His hands made me squirm. His touch was lighting up a fire in me. It burned.

I lifted slightly and pushed down the sheets off him and straddle him. once more, moaning when I felt him nudge at my opening.

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He makes a soft grunt sound again under me and I took this as an invitation to kiss down his chin while I begin to dry hump him, rolling my hips in a way I thought would be seductive. It worked because he was so hard as a rock under me, I could feel him pressing against me.

Wow. He felt huge! Was he even going to fit?

I nibbled on his chin, making him buck up his hip and of course for his hardness to rub against me. Since I had a short skirt on it was hunched around my waist and my thin lace panties was a sad excuse of a barrier.

He felt so hot. And I was so wet.

“I’m finally going to give you what you’ve been begging for,” I gasp, rolling my hips over him to feel him. He felt so good. It’s kind of strange actually, I have straddle him before but it has never urged me to feel so incredible or want more.

In fact before, I would squirm and make an excuse for us to not go further. But tonight, something has changed. There’s a burning desire, a need, a claim to have him inside me.

I rocked my hips and his hands on my waist tighten as he pumped up, groaning sexily. He sounded more hoarse too. Sexy. So sexy.

I am so wet I can barely think. All nervousness flew out the window when I felt just how excited he was under me. I press my palm to his bare chest, surprised by how tone it felt. It’s never felt this tone before but perhaps it feels a bit different now that he is naked.

I push out my tongue, running it along his cheek, an odd need to taste him overcoming me. He grunted, hips flexing up, his hardness. smacking against me. His fingers dig into my hips and then they sweep over to my bottom, gripping them.

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y wetting his boxers

do this. My nips harden when one of his hand grip my breast and squeeze. His touch burned through me and

him. Gosh I needed

of pleasure as he rocked his hips

want right now. I am desperate as I push off him. a little and free him

I wrap my fingers around his girth. Oh hell. He really is huge. I gulped. Even though there’s a little fear that he won’t fit, my walls cry, begging for him to come

out a nervous breath, straddle him and with one hand push my panties aside and guided his tip

my breath, I pressed down, taking the head of him into my very tight opening. My jaw slackened

my hips, hard and pushed up slightly as I descend on him, pulling him

strangled breathing in the room, feel his pulsing length inside me, snuggled by my walls that clench around him. I

just do it.

bit my tongue by the tight full feeling. My thighs shook and tears prick

stilled with him inside me, trying to adjust to the mere size of him. It feels like he had grown bigger if it was possible and I feared he’d stretch me out so

It was as if he was trying to soothe me and it was working. My aching muscles begin to relax around him

my flesh. The sounds coming out of his mouth were sexy and in response I became more wet and the fire that pricked me earlier began to bloom once more until I

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feeling his heartbeat race as quickly as mine as I lifted slightly, my walls gripping around him

his length. He shuddered, pulsing and gripped my waist as I began

I bounced on his hardness. He filled me over and over and I swore he was growing.

bad after all. In fact, it was so so good. Why hadn’t I done this with him sooner?

my forehead and even on my upper lip. His

every inch of him, feel the tip of him nudge against my womb. He feels so good I whimper. “Ohh hmm,” I moaned, my clit throbbing

with my slow movements and was desperate. A scream tore through my throat when he angled my hips up and began

cries of pleasure. He hovered above me, so powerful and intimidating. He pressed against me, one of his fists beside my head while the other hand gripping my

thumb brushing against the lace material where my nips had beaded hard for him. I let out a strangled moan, his touch sending shivers down

of how hard he’s pounding into me right now. I don’t tell him it’s too much because I took all of it. I took every inch

way that made the tip brush a very sensitive part inside me that made me let out a scream of pleasure,

felt bad.

I was so full of pleasure and so full of him that I

him as he thrust in and out and he grunted above me, dropping his head on my chest and pushing down my bra to reveal my