Warning: Mature content/ R18+ only
“Take a chance on me,” I indirectly invited him to come to my apartment even though I just met him.
Damn! The honesty in my brain cursed. It was just so wrong. However, I really hoped he would say yes and fulfill my sexual needs. He smirked, caressing my silky hair.
“Maybe I’m wasted, but this condom in my pocket doesn’t have to be,” he pecked my lips again.
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In which Samantha Taylor and her best friend Trish planned to surprise Samantha’s boyfriend on the night of their first anniversary to have sex with him because he never had attempted even once to screw her but to her dismay, Miggy ditched her and didn’t show up.
Samantha decided to have fun that night and have a girl’s night out with Trish but just like her boyfriend, she couldn’t reach her too. So, she went alone to that famous nightclub in town and there she met the hottest and the most gorgeous man on earth.
She poured all her frustrations from Miggy over that stranger by having a one-night stand with him. She thought it was just like that. She thought they’d forget each other and never bumped each other’s world again after that incident.
Until she met Miggy’s best friend. Not only was Caleb Moore sinfully handsome and incredibly charming—he’s also the hot stranger she had a one-night stand with two days ago. Samantha and Caleb knew anything more than being civil with each other when Miggy was around.
But the more time they spent together, the more their connection became all-consuming and Samantha found herself forced to choose between her boyfriend and the hottest best friend of her boyfriend, Caleb.

Seducing His Hot Bestfriend

I looked up staring at the faded green sign that simply said, Cal’s. I walked briskly to the bar, trying to avoid any possible conversation with the men in the bar, and sat on a black leather stool.


Looking at the bartender, whose back was to me, I said, “I’ll have whatever you have on tap, please…”


“Coming right up,” the man responded, though, I was surprised he could hear my request over the folk music that played over the speakers and the loud conversations people were having.


He grabbed a glass, filled it, and sat down in front of me, atop a little white napkin. “Anything else, I can do for—“ When he saw who he was serving he looked me up and down and we both gasped in shock.


“C-Caleb?” It was barely a whisper. I knew he didn’t hear me.


I wouldn’t say I was the kind of person to get shocked easily.


Chapter 11 REVELATION