My Bestfriend Slipped Inside Me (An Alpha’s Secret)

My Bestfriend Slipped Inside Me (An Alpha’s Secret) Chapter 79

Avery’s pov

His scent was the first thing that hit me like a blow to the face. Even though he had just got out of a match and was sweaty, he still smelled like spice and something else that was soothing.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

And then his heat. It brushed up against me, making me shiver. He was really close. So close and I could touch him in seconds. And his eyes…those blues trapped me like the ocean.

I shyly looked at him under my lashes, my skin buzzing while my heart thrummed. “And you shouldn’t be in here. This is the girl’s bathroom.” I pointed at the stalls with a jerk of my thumb.

His lips quirk and he surprised me when he took a step forward which resulted in me to take one step back, then another until I was pressing against the sink and he’s pressing against me.

My eyes widen and my breath hitch. “X-ade,” I shivered, feeling like some kind of electricity was zapping around us.

He freezes, his eyes staring down at me with a mixture of surprise and something else I couldn’t quite put my finger on since he again startles me when his head dip to snuggle between my head and shoulder, his hand grabbing a hold of my hip.

I should be fearing right now, a stranger, a guy I barely knew was touching me. But I can’t find it in me to push him away or feel gross. There was something about him, something about Xade that pull me in and crave more.

“Say it again,” he said hoarsely, his voice so deep a shiver runs down my spine.

I gripped his arm, shuddering when I felt him pressing against my stomach. I should feel alarmed, I should be running for the hills right now. But I can’t explain the exact opposite of the feeling I am swimming with now.

Instead I am very and I mean very aware of the sleek heat between my legs that were quickly dampening my panties.

He growled low when my lips tremble out his name, and the sound went straight to the spot between my legs. I gasp, my nails digging into his skin. Does he know that he was turning me on?

“Say it again,” he awhile ago.

ed, his voice more hoarse than it had been

“Xade,” I moaned when his lips brush along my neck and his grip became nearly possessive on my hip.

“My name on your tongue is maddening,” he groaned, hips pushing forward. “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to hear you say it.”

I gripped on his arm for dear life, my knees now feeling like jello. “You really shouldn’t have come here Avery,” the way he said made my name gave me goosebumps.

The tip of his nose draws against my skin, my pulse where my heart had been pumping so quickly. His lips are warm and the tip of his nose is a bit cold. He draws in a breath, a large lungful as if wanting to imprint the smell of my skin in his memory forever.

“Oh V,” he groaned, his lips touching, tasting my skin. I’m shivering, unable to push him away or understand what was really going on.

This isn’t normally how someone would feel when a stranger is pressed up against them. When the said stranger is feeling them up and making sure they revealed how much aroused they were.

This is…in his words…maddening.

“I’ve been trying so hard to stay away,” he continued, his lips opening and I gasp when I felt the tip of his tongue trace my skin.

I gripped his shoulder to steady myself. “Why?” I breathed out, my chest heaving as I press it against his. Can he feel my nipples? It felt so hard I wouldn’t be surprised if he felt them against the fabric.

“Who are you?” I asked breathily when he doesn’t respond but only tightens his grip.

Who is he? Why does he seem familiar? Why am I not repulsed? Why do I want him so badly?

He pulls away and I instantly regret asking him this question because of the lost contact. I wanted his lips back on my neck, his tongue tasting my skin. His eyes bore into mine, a flicker of warmth and something deadly in the depths of his soul.

“Someone you really should stay away from,” he uttered emotionlessly and pulls away, taking about five steps back and running a shaky hand through his hair. The tresses stick up wildly and I want to run my own fingers through them.

I frowned. Not a second ago he was feeling me up, practically purring on my neck. Now he wants me to stay away from him? Why is he so hot then cold? He’s confusing.

“I don’t get it,” I voiced out, my brows furrowing. “You were touching me, begging me to say your name yet…you want me to stay away?”

His eyes flickered to the well behind me surprised the poor wall didn’t suffer a dent in the surface. ” You should really not be so close to a stranger Avery. I could be someone dangerous.”

I frowned deeper. He was only confusing me further and that’s not fair. “The only thing dangerous is that huge bulge pointing directly at me,” I pointed to his hardness that strained against his shorts and reddened, widening when I realized my mouth suddenly had no manners and no brakes!

What the hell!?

My cheeks grew hot and I stuttered when his eyes danced with amusement. “You’ve gotten bold.” His brow flickered up and I tear my eyes away, pouring in humiliation.

“I didn’t mean to let that out,” I admitted, brushing my fingers through my hair. “Why won’t you tell me who you are? Why must I stay away? Why do I feel…this weird feeling whenever you’re around?” I shift my eyes back to his slowly and watch the strain in his expression.

His eyes flicker to my lips, my eyes and then returned to my lips again. “You need to leave Avery.”

My brows furrowed, unable to understand the shift in the air. “What? Why? Xade-

“Leave now!” He snapped, eyes dropping to the floor and fists clenched at his sides. I jumped, startled at the grittiness of his voice.

Something in his tone warned me to obey, and with a disappointed sigh out of my lips, I nodded and stepped around him to head for the door. My fingers were just around the handle when he gripped my arm and stop me. I keep my eyes on the door.

“Stay away from me.” He warned, letting me go reluctantly.