ManyWriters

I woke up in a stranger's bed after drowning my sorrows at a bar, having discovered my boyfriend's infidelity. To my shock, I found myself entangled with Andrew Wallace, my boyfriend's closest friend. Our bodies were intimately close, my fair-skinned leg draped over his midsection. "Andrew? What's going on? Why am I here?" I asked in confusion. "Oh no, please tell me we didn't... do anything last night?" Andrew chuckled darkly, grasping my chin. "I should be the one asking that. Do you recall what you did to me, Bennett?" The day before was supposed to be a romantic surprise

One Night's Mistake

He drew closer, draping his arm over my shoulders. His tone was mocking and quiet. "Jasper mentioned something intriguing. He said your bedroom pleas drive him crazy. He even mentioned that for someone so elegant, you're more uninhibited than any actress in an adult film."


Andrew turned his head, his gaze locked on mine. "Charlotte, is that accurate?" He paused, his voice deepening. "I'd like to verify that myself tonight."


As the night progressed, moonbeams seeped through the thin curtains. Andrew's long-suppressed affection erupted in an intense burst, an untamed force that touched every part of my soul.


In the room's soft light, he kissed away my tears. "Are you in pain?" he asked, his voice gentle yet playful.


After hours of his relentless affection, my whole body ached, feeling as if it had been taken apart and put back together. I nodded slightly.


Chapter 9