Dating and breaking up with your best friend is hard, especially when y’all run in the same childhood friend circle. Especially when he looks and acts like Thomas. You guys had promised at the very beginning to still be friends if it was to ever come down to splitting. So, it’s been a work in progress. Some minor…mishaps have occurred but all in all, y’all were…cool. Cordial. But the electric connection you guys shared never faded. One coy glance. One faint touch. Before you know it, you and Thomas were liplocked and tangled. Insanely intense sex. Damn near made you come runnin dick. You kept your distance for so many reasons, but the sex…main one.
Now you’re going to be stuck with him in a cabin four nights?! Fuckin hell…your folds already burn in excitement. Too late to back out now your bag is packed and being stuffed in the back of the Jeep your friends rented for the drive. Thomas was going to fly in and meet y’all there. This is going to the longest drive of your fuckin life.
“Pretty girl…” Thomas purrs in your ear as he hugs you tight to his slender body. “Been so long…”
You fight the chill his soft voice triggers dying to crawl down your spine. His scent choking and burning you up. Your friends greet and hug one another as you and Thomas share the longest ten seconds of your life.
“Hey! Don’t forget to claim your room!” Your best friend announced as he let you go, coyly smirking down on you damn near pushing him away.
“Yep.” And that’s how you leave him, chasing after your best friend dragging y’all’s bags down the hall with her. “Wait up!” You call after her, catching up and taking your bag with a big ugly eye roll. She just laughs and yanks you to the bedrooms up the hall. Lucky enough, there were enough rooms for everyone to have their own. She demanded y’all had rooms next to each other. You just wanted to be away from him.
“So…you good?” Asks your best friend as you unpack.
Fuck no. You heave a sigh, stuff some shirts in a drawer. “Think you know the answer.”
She tuts and waves her hand. “Girl you two are a fuckin mess…”
“I’m aware…” you grumble slamming the drawer shut. “Just help me out this weekend, alright? If you see us getting too…familiar, cockblock.”
“More like pussyblock,” she smirks as she side eyes you side eye her, well aware who tends to be the problem here. “Alright, alright I got you. But uh…don’t get it twisted boo…” her smirk lengthens as she heads for the bedroom door. “I know you, and there’s only so much blockin I can do, because when you want him, you have him…”













