In the morning, I woke up and decided to make myself some breakfast. I had to eat, but I was still hurt so I didn't last night. I ate something and got dressed. I want to my coffee shop, where I met Jesse....Starbucks. Jesse was there at a table alone. I assumed he was waiting for his girlfriend so I sat at a different table once I got my Frap. I sat there drinking my coffee until this random guys invited himself to a seat. "Hey girl." He said. "Names Kevin, what bout you." I looked at him annoyed. "If you want my number and a booty to fuck at night, go somewhere elsewhere, because it's not gonna happen." I told him very rudely. He stood up and left. I had embarrassed him in front of others. Jesse stood there laughing and his mood went bloody again and he started crying and left. I looked at my coffee wondering what had happened. I went home to find roses on the front porch. I grabbed them and went inside. The floors where covered with roses and candles where lit. Jesse came out of the shadows and looked at me. "I'm so sorry. I want you in my life. Please take me back?" He asked a little gloomy. I looked at him and kissed him. "Of course bestfriend". He smiled and picked me up taking me to the room. He took my close off and rubbed my thighs. He took of his clothes went down and started licking me. I couldn't help but grab on his hair and moan. He then went up my body licking me, and kissing me up to my lips. He put himself inside of me. Again no protection. We had the deepest sex that night. A night I'll always remember, because that's when I found out....
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Jesse underhill-Bestfriend
أدب الهواةThis is a story about love with Jesse underhill and a fictional girl who is his "Bestfriend" to only find out the feelings they have for eachother.