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

Avery’s pov

My heart skips in my chest, an uneven rhythm that was beating at an alarming quick rate. This is what he does to me. What he had always. managed to do.

I am trying to ignore the sweet delicious flutter his words pushed into my stomach. But it is impossible when he’s pressing to me so deliciously that every contact, even though shielded by our clothes, it feels as if I am burning.

He’s so close to me that the intoxicating scent of apple invades my senses and blurs any other thoughts that were not filled with him. He’s so close, so impossibly close. Tingles dance across my skin with him. just being so near.

His eyes bore into mine, with heated intensity that made something curl in my lower stomach and for my southern regions to clench in excitement. It wouldn’t take a genius to know that I am already damping my panties wet with a need for him.

It’s like my pussy is begging for his attention.

There’s something about the apple scented shampoo I had given him that made this scent somehow more mouthwatering and I couldn’t help. when I took in a long whiff..

Xade,” I practically moaned, unable to stop my voice from pushing out of my lips breathily. But his earlier words had shocked me enough. and there was no way I could hide their effects on me.

His pupils dilate and he groans, bringing his head forward until his lips. is breaths away from mine. My lips part, a sharp suck of air into my lungs tells me I am anticipating this. I crave this. I want this. Need it just as the air rushing to feed my lungs.

I gasp at the feeling of having him hold me with such a possessive grip. It feels

powerful throb between my legs, that same throb I felt two nights ago, the one he commanded from my body. I am so wet, my panties feel drenched. My heart hammers in my

we cannot look away.

hardness pressing harder against my stomach. “I am tormented by the memory of how well

down and the other hand comes to hold behind my head then inch up into my hair where he gripped the strands. I arched into him, my breathing coming in short pants. His fingers have traveled dangerously low, so low they’re now at the ends of

me where I am weeping for him sets me with a fiery anticipation. If I had no bra on he would have certainly see the points of my nipples blooming

does what I am practically begging him to do to me. His fingers bury under my dress, snaking up teasingly on my thigh, aiming for

He curved his head, his lips now brushing against my jaw, going up

fingers reach that throbbing part and his breath hitched, a growl like sound leaving his throat.”

baby,” he moaned, his middle finger pressing on my core and I can’t help but let out that loud moan I tried to keep at

teeth grazing my jawline before he bit it teasingly, his palm pressing against my throbbing clit and I

dangerously close to my bareness. All he had to do was slip the panties to the side like I had done that night

stayed two days away, miserable and tormented with memories of that night V,” he moaned, his lips now brushing against my

would not have wanted to see me around that