My Best Friend?

My Best Friend?

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He touched my shoulder as a tear went down my face. I was trying to be serous but then he made a really stupid looking face and I laughed. But then he was serous again... I looked into his eyes, he beautiful silvery-blue eyes. I looked at him for a second. A second that felt like minutes. Minutes that felt like hours, and hours that felt like days. He touched the sides of my face and pulled me closer. It felt wrong but it wasn't, though he was my best friend but now he something else...
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Six years of marriage. Ten years of love. A lifetime of lies. Denise and Preston Williams once had it all-passion, trust, and a bond unbreakable. But time has unraveled their perfect picture, leaving behind betrayal, resentment, and a marriage neither can seem to let go of. She deserves better. He refuses to let her go. With emotions running high and secrets lurking in every shadow, one question remains: when love turns toxic, who will break first? **************** Without warning, he thrust into me, filling me all at once. "Fuck!" I cursed, the sudden intrusion causing my body to jolt. "You like that, baby?" He growled, his hands gripping my hips as he fucked me hard and fast. "You wanted it rough, didn't you?" I couldn't hold myself up any longer. My arms gave out, and I collapsed onto the bed, my face buried in the sheets. "Yes... oh God," I moaned, my body shaking with each thrust. "Baby, slow down..." But he didn't. He kept going, relentless in his pursuit of pleasure. "Take it, baby," he grunted, his voice rough. "You're gonna take it all." He reached under me, his hand wrapping around my neck as he pulled me back against him. "You're mine," he whispered into my ear, his breath hot. "All mine."

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