Wilder has an extra ticket to a party and invites his best friend Tristen to go with him. Tristen isn't quite thrilled but decides not to turn down his friend's offer.
'It's just a party. It's gonna be fun.' That's what Tristen thinks. Wilder, on th...
P.S. I changed the ending to the previous chapter. I didn't like the old scene I wrote, so I made a new one 🙈
WILDER
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Tristen's collarbone was one of my favorite parts of him. It looked so delicate and beautiful, like butterfly wings. I learned to appreciate Tristen's features from afar. He was like the forbidden fruit that I was tortured to stare at for the rest of eternity but never taste.
Fuck forbidden fruits!
I found myself getting lower, necking him, sucking lightly, and then kissing his alluring collarbone. I loved his defined bones, his high cheekbones along his cute face. He was the best of both worlds, combining the smoothness and delicacy of a woman and the muscular round arms and lean thighs of a man.
I heard a short little moan and it made me hornier. It was getting harder to keep my wild animalistic needs hidden. I licked his collarbone before moving to the dip near his throat. I opened my mouth wide and sucked him.
Another moan, but it was muffled. I could feel his erection growing against mine. I fought the urge to grab it. He was getting a bit more relaxed but his breathing got heavier, driving his chest up and down as I continued to suck before finally letting go.
Then I leaned downward, eyeing his body like a predator, until the sweet scent of his warmth made it impossible to resist him. He drove me crazy. My breath hitched. Strong beats pounded in my ribs.
I thought I could control myself. Guess what? I can't!
I let my weight gradually fall on him, almost crushing him. He gasped as he felt our erections touching. I started grinding against his sweaty hot naked body.
It all went downhill from here.
"Wilder?" Tris quavered.
I let go of his arms to tangle my fingers in his hair. I pushed strong rough kisses on his neck as I hummed, savoring his flavor, like a hungry beast.
Tris held his arms beside me, stiff and unsure of what to do with them.
A jittery warmth swelled throughout my entire body down to my lower abdomen, hardening my member.
"Wilder. What's going on?"
I didn't answer. I was too in the zone to give a fuck. Every word I heard was just meaningless.
He finally let out an obvious moan. His hands clutched at my back. The sweet pressure only made me go deeper into necking him. His neck was going to be sore with hickeys in the morning and I didn't care.
I was rough and fast. A strange sensation grew in the pit of my stomach. Mad with lust. My breathing was audible, hungry, humming and moaning. I realized it was loud enough for Tris to hear me.
