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Forbidden Flames: My Best Friend (Book 1)

Sky: She was just my best friend until I caught her using the vibrator. Zoe: He was just my best friend until I found out how his lips tasted. He's my best friend, we share such a pure bond. How can I just ask him to make me cum? It feels so weird and embarrassing. Note: There will be three books in this series, so try to connect with every character. Anyone could be the main character in the next book. Book 2 My Stepbrother Book 3 My Father's Friend
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Chapter 1

Sky's P.O.V.

It's late at night, and I'm in the middle of fucking a girl from behind. The girl's hands are tied to the bedposts, and her moans fill the room as I give her deep and hard thrusts, squeezing her buttocks.

"Oh... God..." she begs, "Can I come, Sky, please..."

"Not yet..." I deny it, and the sound of my hand contacting her buttocks echoes in the room.

As I continue to fuck her, my damn phone rings constantly, annoying me.

Who the fuck is calling me at this time of night?

Frustrated, I reach over to cut the call, but then I see the name on the screen. Zoe.

The only person I can't ignore, no matter what I'm doing. She's been my best friend since school. Our connection was instant from the moment we met, and it only grew stronger as time went on. We know each other's deepest secrets and almost everything about each other.

But I don't know how she always gets into so much trouble, especially when I'm not around. That's why I call her 'Trouble.'

I'm damn sure she must be in some trouble again; that's why she's calling me at this hour.

Zoe! Zoe! When will you stop getting into trouble?

"Don't tell me you're in trouble again." With a groan, I pick up the call without stopping, pounding into the woman beneath me, all at my mercy. I derive pleasure from dominating girls in bed. Whether they're from college or the office, they're all willing to do anything to sleep with me.

"Sky, my car stopped working in the middle of the forest. Will-" she begins, but abruptly stops as she hears my groans and probably realises what's happening.

I knew she must be in trouble. I know her very well. But what is she doing in the forest?

"What the fuck are you doing there at midnight, Trouble?" I snap, finally pulling out of the girl, who whimpers, sexually frustrated.

Zoe explains, "Selena and I went to a party in the forest. She had to leave for an emergency, and now I'm stuck here. My car just stopped in the middle of nowhere."

Damn! I don't understand how she always ends up in these situations.

"Send me your location. I'm coming to get you." I control the urge to scold her and reassure her because I can sense she's scared by her voice.

But she'll have to bear my lecture when I get there.

"Stay inside your car and lock the doors," I instruct her before hanging up and untying the wrists of the naked girl.

"Get out. We're done here," I command, standing up. She stares at me with wide eyes, shocked and frustrated.

She opens her mouth to protest, but a single look from me shuts her up. She hurriedly gathers her clothes and leaves, slamming the door as I put on mine.

Zoe texts me her location, and I grab my keys and head out.

On my way to the car, I dial Zoe back. "I'm on my way. Just don't do anything stupid until I get there."

"Okay, but hurry, Sky. It's creepy out here," she says, her voice trembling slightly, making me worry for her as I settle into my car.

I can't stand the thought of her being in danger. The forest at night is no place for anyone, especially not for someone as reckless as her.

"Stay calm, Zoe. I'll be there soon. Just stay in your car." I assure her, starting my car and speeding toward the location she sent me.

She's always been a magnet for trouble, and I've always been the one to pull her out. It's exhausting, but she's worth it. She's the only one who knows the real me. I can't explain how much she means to me.

Finally, I spot her car on the side of the road, its lights blinking. I frown as I see her standing outside of her car. I instructed her to stay inside, but she never listens to me.

Typical Zoe.

"Get inside," I say in a stern tone, lowering the window after halting the car beside her.

"Thank you, Sky," she mumbles as she takes the seat beside me. For the first time, she puts on her seatbelt without me having to remind her.

I don't respond, still angry with her. Why does she always have to put herself in these situations? I start the car without glancing at her.

"Sky," she begins after a minute of silence, "you can't ignore me like this. It's not my fault. It's my car's fault."

I stay silent, gripping the steering wheel tighter. She can't keep putting herself in danger. Although I'll always protect her, what if something happens to her when I'm not around?

I glare at her and finally snap, breaking my silence. "For once, try to stay out of trouble."

She shoots back, "You're saying that as if I love getting into these situations."

I ask, glancing at her, "Why the hell did you go to a party in the forest?"

"Selena insisted. I thought it would be fun," she answers, tucking her brown curtain bangs behind her ear.

"Don't act innocent. I know you must have forced her," I chide her, focusing on the road.

"I didn't, Sky. Trust me." She looks at me, making an innocent face, and I shake my head. I know she's just putting on an act.

"Don't act like a stubborn kid and please start listening to me, Trouble."

"Sky, you're my best friend, so stop behaving like my father," she says, her tone teasing as she tries to hide a smile.

I just can't stay angry with her for more than a few minutes.

I stare at her with concern in my eyes. "Trouble, I care about you. You could've gotten yourself hurt, or worse."

"I'm sure you'd never let anything happen to me."

I smile at her unwavering confidence in me. "You're lucky I care about you so much," I mutter, shaking my head.

"Of course I am," she teases. "After all, you came running to save me in the middle of the night when you were doing your most pleasurable thing."

It was quite frustrating to leave like that, but nothing is more important to me than protecting Zoe.

"One day, you'll have to pay for all this, Trouble." I give her a fake glare.

Zoe laughs softly, "Sure, Sky. I'll bake you a cake or something."

A small smile tugs at the corners of my lips. "You better make it a damn good cake," I reply, my tone softer now.

She turns on the music, and we sing our favorite songs as we drive to her place. Her presence in my life is enough to lighten my mood.

As I pull up to her apartment building, she unbuckles her seatbelt and turns to me. "Thanks, Sky. Really."

I nod, my expression softening. "Just stay out of trouble, okay?"

She gives me a mock salute. "Yes, sir!"

Rolling my eyes, I watch her get out of the car and head into the building. Once she's inside, I let out a sigh of relief.

Finally, I dropped her safely at her place. However, I can't trust Zoe because she's capable of attracting trouble, even in the safest places.

I remember the time she got locked out on her balcony. It was the middle of winter, and she stepped out to grab something when the wind slammed the door shut. She was out there for an hour, freezing, before I came to rescue her.

Then there was the incident with the fire alarm. She'd decided to try cooking a fancy dinner, which ended with her setting off the smoke alarm and the entire building having to be evacuated. I had to come over, calm her down, and assure everyone that everything was fine.

And who could forget the time she lost her keys and thought it would be a good idea to climb in through the window? She got stuck halfway through, and I had to come over to help her out.

So, I sit in the car for a while, thinking if I should stay the night on her couch just to be sure she stays safe. But then I think better of it; she's an adult, after all, and I can't babysit her every moment of her life.

With a deep sigh, I drive back to my place, my mind filled with thoughts of Zoe. She's my best friend, my Trouble, and I wouldn't trade her for anything. But sometimes, I wish she'd be a little more careful.

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