OUT OF CONTROL (18+)

OUT OF CONTROL (18+)

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In all my life, I'd never felt anything like this. Lust didn't even begin to cover it. It was a primal, almost savage need that scared the shit out of me. You weren't supposed to have those kinds of feelings for your best friend, but there I was, drowning in it. __________________ He was sprawled out on his bed, his hand wrapped around his cock, jerking off like it was the most normal thing in the world. For a split second, I thought I was imagining things, but nope-this was real. Way too real. He moved fast, yanking the blanket over himself, but it was too late. The image was seared into my brain, and no amount of head-shaking was going to erase it. "Jesus fucking Christ, Ariha! Get the fuck out!" he snapped, his voice low and dangerous, like he was on the edge of losing his shit completely. He tossed his phone aside like it was burning him, and all I could do was stand there, frozen, my eyes still glued to his face. __________________ Revised and Rewritten: August, 2024 Copyright © FastAndDeep 2016 All Rights Reserved.
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A body swam above me as he moved toward me, oh for heaven sakes! Even stuck in a bottom of the pool I had the disgrace to be saved by him again? What was he even doing here in the first place? Was he stalking me or something? Oh God, I had a stalker like in the movies. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me up but my body didn't move an inch. I pushed him away from me and shook his shoulders as I pointed down at my stuck foot. He swam down and tried to unhook the bracelet but he couldn't. He pushed himself up and I thought that he had given up on me. I thought he was a rapist, now that I blew his cover it was a perfect way to get rid of me. I'm going to save myself, I don't need him anyways. I hovered and struggled to get it out. How did this even happen? I was pushed as jerk face returned, my head leaned back as he swam toward me and sneaked his arms around my waist to bring me forward. He plastered our mouths together to give me mouth to mouth breathing and the bracelet suddenly unhooked by itself. The fuck the ancestors think they're doing?

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