Your Best Friends Flower Ch. 03

She knew there was more to come but she couldn't help but whisper his name. Her sweet moan filling the room, the heat boiling her skin as she dug her nails into him.

Closer, she staring deeply into him, their lips brushed. She could feel his breath intertwining with her own. It smelled sweet, just as crisp as the dewy air outside. With another bite of her lip, there was a voice that did one last attempt in talking her out of this, but nothing could stop her. Her nails traveled slowly behind his neck, tickling his skin and running her fingers through his hair.

This was it. No turning back now. Beatrice gave him a devious smile, slowly tilting her head to meet his lips. Soft, scrumptious and dominant, he immediately took control of her. She couldn't help it, moving her hips forward as she was the first to give into him. Her mouth opened in absolute awe, gasping and moaning into his breath as his cock entered her.

Her hips started to shake, no longer forming her usual tight circles to lure him in. She knew there was more and she tried to brace herself for it, but this is all she could ever want. He felt so amazing, hands on her body and dominating her into complete submission for his own pleasure. She was all his, even though it wasn't written, it was just this moment that proved that she didn't belong to anyone but this sex-fueled desire.

As she leaned in for another kiss, she could hear it. The slam of a car door and footsteps inching closer to the home. She gasped, not from desire, but from complete shock. The voice in her head couldn't help but gloat and she was completely frozen. It was him. He was here and she couldn't stop him. Her eyes shot toward the door and then back at Clovis, pursing her lips.

"He's here..."

She whispered, stating the obvious as if that would make her feel better. She couldn't help but form a smile, completely amused by all of this.

"Fuck."

That's all she could say afterwards, whether it was because Clovis was sinking further into her or because she knew that they would eventually get caught, she didn't know. She just knew that her adrenaline was sky high and she didn't move an inch, almost as if she wanted him to see her in all this glory. She wanted him to know, and still, she looked at Clovis. She urged him to thrust so wildly into her, in front of him, still asking,

"What do we do~?"

The deepest and darkest of corners could not go described as the former after the sabotage and betrayal that had occurred right before the rue owner of the home it happened within. Mark had been gone and even then the thick and long cock of this 'best friend' of his remained outward, throbbing for attention it certainly attained from none other than the best friends lover. How crude, how dark. The art of Netorare surely came with a title that most would come to comprehend as time progressed; and that was KING.

Clovis was exactly that, King of Netorare and right here and now he revealed it to the world; although not a soul knew of his extravagant accomplishment of turning his own best friends girlfriend into a wanting and waiting, hungry and determined woman. Sick! Demented, one would claim this, but Clovis found this to be quite the opposite. To him, this as glorious and exciting and with the teal set of orbs on this Adonis shifting down to HIS lover, he could gather she also loved this feeling.

Euphoric, felt his cock between mounds of flesh and betwixt hungry lips. Her eyes even attempted to devour his very own set of orbs, and still he kept up the pleasurable and tasty morsel of pre-juices. This was but a facade for what would come next. With the shutting of the refrigerator door came the dominance of a true man.

Up and into the fridge he had her pinned, scorched bod meshing well agaisnt one another; as they should when moments away from an all out session. Like carnivores, the two slipped tongues and lip agaisnt each other. As she dug her teeth into his neck, he dug hands into her apple shaped ass, securing her position. He grinded with absolute force; that of a savage ready to pulverize it's dinner.

ven she grinded agaisnt him and this allowed for a moan to escalate from his maw. Something that would surely have her riled up even more. The course seemed to have ignited her even further as she teased and rolled pussy agaisnt what she desired. He smirked all the while. THIS was the pinnacle of seduction and outright pleasure, and with the long, thick, veiny, and ardent cock being teased as such, he knew sooner or later she'd want the whole thing right away.

After she had brought legs to constrict around him, next came the constriction of deliciously puffed out and wet cunt right around that fat club for a cock of his.

SCHLIP!

shroom and fat head of his had completely vanished within her. Surely he knew there was WAAAAY more to the incredible dick he had on him. He smirked with delight giving her yet another inch. Then another, whilst she remained agaisnt him. At this point, should anyone gaze at the scenery, one would be able to see just how much was left of dick to inject her with.

Her pleading in the word 'please' allowed yet a third inch of meaty pleasure, but that was as far as it had gone. That was as far as Clovis had embedded, for the remainder came with her desire.

SCHLUP!

The dick allowed an astonishing and lewd sound upon meeting and scrubbing agaisnt her warmth. This mattered not, though. He allowed his lips to master her own and at the same sequence began giving her hip movements that would certainly have her biting on his lower lip, bucking, and bouncing against that magnificent dick of his. At this moment he had allowed his full length, the full grade A meaty cock to begin drilling her right agaisnt the fridge.

The majestic moment now began. Powerful pumps taking it's first round of magnificent pussy skewering. There was n turning back, and he wouldn't allow it. Her words came to him as a surprise, but even then, he knew from just gazing at her that sh wanted to keep going. The sound was then heard and Clovis found it to be better if he simply continue without hesitation, only this time, he'd have the fridge open once again an her on that same side, facing in the direction of the fridge, bent and taking massive cock.

At this point it would be obvious he was fucking her. The wet skin on skin echoes expressed lewdness to the utmost of it's capabilities. Clovis cared little. Another lie would send Mark elsewhere. Hell, if the poor man was that naive and believe Clovis was merely searching for something while thrusting with absolute force; then so be it.

The movements of sex were there.

The cock plowing her with wet and squelching sounds could be heard for he had begun drilling to the root.

And let's not forget her moans.

Would she moan? Would she squeal over that amazing cock that had begun speeding with absoluteness?

And just as she could sense the man outside, worried and riddled with emotion, Beatrice had her own emotions and it was for the absolute desire of another man; his best friend. She could feel the guilt, boiling and eating her alive, telling her to stop while she could. Well, it was going to have to speak just a little louder as it was masked by her moans. His dominance slammed her against the fridge, the cold stainless steel chilling her and his lust igniting her into heat all at the same time.

Every time he teased her, her body would tremble, causing the appliance to do the same. She clawed at it, hoping for support but nothing could save her from this. From the moment she laid eyes on him, she was trapped. She tried so hard to fight it. She tried to remember that this wasn't right; it wasn't fair... To him.

And now, they were here, like they were supposed to be and she didn't care! She could say his name and not feel a damn thing. She could tell him that she was sorry and not mean it. She could beg for forgiveness and still give into Clovis. She was done and it felt damn good. A sharp gasp escaped her, feeling him respond to the subtle 'please' that escaped her lips.

Her body almost gave in, feeling herself quiver and waiting for an early release at this Adonis pressing so closely against her. His cock kissed her slit, sliding in and out so seductively that she could've sworn that he already claimed her, made her writhe with pleasure. But, little did she know, this was only the beginning. He was the embodiment of sex, barely taking her hands off of him as they roamed his body.

Her fingers pressed so delicately against his muscles, taking in every detail and crevice that managed to tantalize her senses. Her lips parted in surprise, a slow and sweet sound slipping past those trembling petals. Slowly lifting her head, she could feel his lips hovering over hers, strong and yearning. There, she kissed him, never growing tired of his taste. It was indescribable and yet, she could only say this.

It was amazing, like a burst of colors exploding and warming her entire body. Running her fingers through his hair, she dared to pull him closer, closing the limited space between them. Deep, tongues dancing and intertwining with each other to establish dominance, but he always won. He always knew how to rock her to the very core. She was completely weak, under his spell and she wasn't going to escape now.

Her body submitted to him and just as she was about to get used to the feeling, every emotion came crashing down. Teeth dug into his lower lip, pulling the skin and releasing a loud moan that seemed to echo throughout the home. Pursing her lips tightly, she tried not to make another sound, knowing that Mark was on the other side of that door.

"F-Fuck..."

She whimpered, pressing her body against the fridge to take it all in, literally. Inch after inch, he slipped inside of her, each as delicious as the other. She was stunned, feeling him inside of her and have every thought disappear. Nothing else mattered right now. Only this.

Again, their eyes met, finding everything in that emerald hue. Passion, lust, desire. Everything that made her want this; want him. Her nails dug into his bare back, feeling him sink into her further, deeper. Her legs were trembling, along with her entire body.

If she had the opportunity to stand before him, she would fall back to her knees. Softly, almost faintly, she whispered his name. Her heart was pounding, quaking in her chest. The man behind the door was so close and they were just getting started that she didn't even think about stopping.

Biting down on his neck, she muffled her moans into his skin as he began to move. His thrusts were slow at first, tempting and driving her absolutely crazy, but she could feel him. She memorized the shape of him, the size, and the girth. And then, he fulfilled his promise. From just a few thrusts, she could feel it. She was in his grasp and he was holding tight, constricting her in this very moment and never letting go.

He was so powerful, dominating in his thrusts as the refrigerator behind her responded. It shook violently with each thrust, feeling a few items fall and crash to the floor. She watched them roll away from them, teeth digging into his shoulder to mask her loud noises. This was it. Were they about to get caught?

She had an eerie feeling about the front door, struck in suspense as she could hear it open. Eyes glued to the hallway, feeling his presence, but Clovis demanded her attention again. With one clean motion, he forced her back into the fridge before he would notice, letting the air come over her and cool her down.

Brushing a few tendrils of hair out of her face, Beatrice looked over her shoulder to find him again. That smirk – oh, she loved the way his lips curled, so devious and sinister. He knew what he was doing. He was fucking his best friend's girl and he felt no regret; no guilt. He had no intention of stopping or telling the truth.

More lies would slip past those delicious lips and she would watch him; all while he fucked her into submission. The blonde covered her mouth, masking her sounds, muffled screams and moans of his name could still be heard but she didn't care. Her mind was racing at a million miles per minute and she couldn't give a damn about Mark feelings. She just wanted this.

Nothing else. The hand that covered her mouth slipped, caressing her chin as her nails began to dig in. Her mouth, open in almost a surprise, gasping as if she was desperate for air. Soft whimpers escaped her, trying so hard not to make another sound as she could hear his footsteps. Covering her mouth, she only focused on the absolute pleasure. The euphoria masked her, overwhelming her but embracing her entire being. She couldn't desire it. She just knew it was better – much better.

"Hey!"

His voice shocked her, pressing her hand against her mouth, hard. No sounds escaped her, body frozen if it weren't for his hungry thrusts. A quick glance found Clovis' face, hoping that he was prepared. Yet, there was no need for her to worry. He must have planned this from the get-go.

"I went over to Lacey's but she said that Bea was there earlier,"

His voice seemed distant. If she listened in closely, she could hear a few harmonic taps. She tried not to release a sigh of relief. He was on his phone. They were safe for now.

"She hasn't been back but supposedly she told her that Charlotte needed something."

Mark gave a quick glance up at Clovis before returning to his phone. He had taken a break before coming here, but something must have happened while he was gone.

"I called her but her phone's dead,"

he scoffed, almost annoyed.

"I would check Charlotte's but work keeps bugging me and I have to go."

Yes, please, she begged. Beatrice grabbed one of the shelves in the fridge, holding onto it as if it were her lifeline. She hoped it didn't make too much noise, but now Mark, he would be too hung up on work to care.

"If she shows up, you know my number, right Clovis?"

Another quick glance caused him to stare. He expected him to be in the living room but he found him in the kitchen... Again.

"What the fuck are you doing? You've been stuck there since I left."

Shit.