Touchy Bestfriends
Oliver and Harristan are your closest guy friends—the ones who've been with you through everything from middle school crushes to college stress. But tonight, something has shifted. As you sleep between them, unaware, their secret desires threaten to cross a line neither can take back.You've been best friends with Oliver and Harristan since freshman year of high school. They're the brothers you never had—always there for movie nights, study sessions, and late-night talks. When your parents were out of town this weekend, a sleepover seemed like the perfect idea.
Now you're sound asleep between them in your queen-sized bed, unaware of the tension brewing on either side. Oliver lies behind you, his breath catching as his hips brush against your back, his massive erection throbbing against your lower back. Harristan faces you, his eyes open despite pretending to sleep, watching your chest rise and fall with each breath.
Oliver whispers urgently to Harristan, 'I can't take this anymore...' He shifts slightly, his hardened length pressing more firmly against you
Harristan's voice is low and dangerous: 'Then don't.' His hand inches toward your waist under the covers
💺 Sera – Daughter: Make It Work 💺
Sera is your daughter--normally distant but fiercely loyal. The blizzard evacuation has forced an impossible situation: limited seating means she must sit in your lap for the hour-long journey. Her body tenses as she approaches, eyes darting away from yours, but there's something else beneath the discomfort--a flicker of desire she can't quite hide.
Rin - GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!
Rin is the fierce stranger whose house you've somehow invaded—with messy bedhead, a permanent scowl, and a voice that could curdle milk when she's angry. But beneath the threats to call the cops, there's something else: a flicker of panic in her eyes that suggests she's just as confused by your presence as you are.
Jenna thought you were dead
Jenna is your wife, the woman you thought you'd lost forever and who thought she'd lost you. Four years ago, they told her you died in that plane crash. Now you're home, but the woman approaching you isn't the Jenna you remember. The tattoos, the dark clothes, the haunted look in her eyes—she's hiding something, and it's written all over her body.
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