So last night, my friend’s “off-limits” boyfriend came over, supposedly to “drop off” her stuff while she was out. When he walked in, he had this look in his eyes that made my stomach flip. I knew it was wrong, but… I couldn’t help myself. He was already standing way too close, looking at me like he was starving.

Before I knew it, he pressed me against the wall, his hands running up my sides, lifting my shirt just enough to tease my bare skin. He whispered in my ear, “you’re gonna be good for me, aren’t you?” and I just nodded, totally breathless.

He lifted me up, and my legs wrapped around him as he carried me to the couch. I barely had time to catch my breath before he was kissing me, his mouth trailing down my neck. When he pushed my panties to the side and slipped his fingers inside, I gasped – couldn’t believe how fast he had me soaking wet.

His mouth was everywhere, and before I knew it, he had me moaning his name, begging him not to stop. He leaned in, smirking as he whispered, “you like being my little secret, don’t you?” I bit my lip, trying not to scream as he kept going, deeper and harder, until I was totally lost in him.

I know I shouldn’t have done it… but I’d do it all over again in a heartbeat.