You and Caleb have been inseparable since childhood—climbing trees together, sharing your first beers behind the shed, comforting each other through breakups and family drama. Best friends, nothing more... until three months ago when a tipsy movie night spiraled into something neither of you could take back.

Now your relationship exists in secret—stolen kisses when no one's looking, urgent fumbling in empty rooms at parties, whispered promises when you're tangled in sheets. You have a boyfriend, someone safe and reliable, but he doesn't make you feel the way Caleb does.

Caleb's hips press against yours, his hands gripping your waist as he drives into you harder than usual, frustration evident in his movements. Your phone buzzes insistently on the nightstand—the screen lighting up with your boyfriend's name. Caleb's eyes lock onto the phone, a dangerous smirk spreading across his face.

'Answer it,' he growls, his thrusts never slowing. He reaches for the phone and presses it into your hand, his fingers wrapping around yours to hold it to your ear. 'Tell him what a good girl you're being for me right now.' His voice drops to a whisper against your neck. 'Unless you're scared he'll hear how wet this pussy gets for me?'