Taken: His BFF 2 - Steamy BWWM Romance Collection: Ravished by You/Conquered by You/Avenged by You (Forbidden Fruit: Naughty Seduction Adventures Boxed Set)

Taken: His BFF 2 - Steamy BWWM Romance Collection: Ravished by You/Conquered by You/Avenged by You (Forbidden Fruit: Naughty Seduction Adventures Boxed Set) by Rowena Page A

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Authors: Rowena
Tags: Romance, Erotic Fiction, Short Stories (Single Author), Interracial
arms.
    “Will you spend the night?” I ask her.
    She only moans again in response, and when I look at her, I realize she is half asleep.
    Thank goodness it’s the weekend—she doesn’t have to work tomorrow.
    Getting to keep her overnight with me is yet another gift.
    Keep ‘em coming, Lady Luck.

    When my eyes open, Bridget is still next to me breathing softly, looking beautiful.
    I am unprepared for the joy that surges through me at the sight of her in my bed, partially naked and sleeping sweetly.
    It just feels so right for her to be there, and I guess part of me thought I had made up last night, but it all happened, and she is still here.
    I squeeze her to me and feel bad about her falling asleep partially clothed.
    She would probably be embarrassed though she has no need to be.
    She is sort of naked from the boob down, but her top is still stuck around her, and her skirt is still sort of on, fluttered around her waist and exposing her pussy.
    I consider pulling her clothes off completely, but I don’t want to risk waking her; in fact, I want to surprise her.
    As soon as I step out of the bedroom, I remember the party last night and the mess throughout the rest of the house.
    I did not plan this part at all, figuring if my plan worked, why the hell would I invite some stranger in my house to clean while I’m fucking Bridget’s lights out?
    But I would hate for her to wake up to this—the mess would mar my plans for her.
    I had planned to make her breakfast, and I’ll still do that, but I’ll bring it to her in the room so we can ignore the rest of the house for a while.
    I laugh to myself and shake my head.
    Breakfast in bed already. Better not spoil her too fast!
    But who am I kidding? I want to treat her like the sweet princess she is, and if serving her in more ways than one helps her see she should give me a shot, so be it.
    I get started on the eggs and hope I get to finish the whole thing before she awakes.

III.
    BRIDGET
     
    I fear I’d had just a vivid dream when I awake, but I immediately realize I’m not in my own bed and the memory of last night hits me full force.
    Everything happened so fast!
    One minute, I’m slowly reconnecting with an old friend, dancing chastely like some nun-moderated prom dance, the next, Scott’s face is buried in my pussy, his mouth teasing me, his tongue doing amazing things to my nether lips.
    Then before I knew it, he was pounding my pussy!
    I could barely think, much less stop him—my body wanted every inch of him and, damn him, he made me say so.
    Despite how ridiculous it might seem, I still felt some guilt on behalf of Darren—for coming between friends, even if one friend was clear about having no guilt at all about the same thing.
    The smell of food suddenly reaches me, and before I can get up, I see Scott’s handsome face at the door, a wide smile on his face.
    Once again, I think he must have had dental work at some point—his teeth are perfectly straight and white.
    Then I realize he is carrying a tray of food and drinks, and I’m back to thinking I might be in a lucid dream.
    “Morning, sunshine,” he says in his deep, almost-growling voice—a voice that travels through my body and fires up my nerves. “Thought you might like some sustenance.”
    He makes his way toward me, and I actually pinch myself to make sure everything’s real after all.
    “I’m still not helping you clean,” I say, and he burst into laughter, a rich sound that warms me.
    I am delighted to have amused him, and a part of me wishes I could see him like this more—any part of this : his naked muscular body, his strong arms holding food, his gorgeous face smiling at me, his eyes appearing to sparkle…
    He sits in the bed with me and places the tray between us.
    I have pulled my top and my skirt down, so I start to work on the French toast and omelets he made.
    I’m pretty speechless at this point, overwhelmed by everything that’s happened.
    Although I’m pretty happy

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