My BFF And I Cuck My Husband: My BFF And I Turn My Husband Into A Cuckold (eBook, ePUB)
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Things got complicated when Lia started dating Noah last summer. Lia's relationships usually burned out faster than a cheap candle, but Noah was different. He was the longest she'd kept anyone around, a record-breaking milestone for her. And f*ck, was he hot. Like, really f*cking hot. Tall, broad-shouldered, with a jawline that could cut glass and eyes that made you forget your own name. The first time I saw him, at a rooftop bar with Lia hanging off his arm, I felt my thighs clench involuntarily. He had this quiet confidence, like he knew exactly what he was working with but didn't need to fl...
Things got complicated when Lia started dating Noah last summer. Lia's relationships usually burned out faster than a cheap candle, but Noah was different. He was the longest she'd kept anyone around, a record-breaking milestone for her. And f*ck, was he hot. Like, really f*cking hot. Tall, broad-shouldered, with a jawline that could cut glass and eyes that made you forget your own name. The first time I saw him, at a rooftop bar with Lia hanging off his arm, I felt my thighs clench involuntarily. He had this quiet confidence, like he knew exactly what he was working with but didn't need to flaunt it. I played it cool, of course, but my mind was already racing, picturing him pinning me against a wall, his hands everywhere, his c**k
I snapped out of it when Lia introduced us. "Ava, this is Noah," she said, her voice dripping with pride, like she'd bagged a trophy. I shook his hand, my smile a little too tight, and said something generic like, "Nice to meet you." But inside, I was a mess. I wanted him, bad, and the guilt hit me like a freight train. Ethan and I had been open, sure, but since we got married a year ago, I'd slowed down on the extracurriculars. We hadn't officially closed the relationship, but it had become this unspoken thingless f*cking around, more routine. Noah was the first guy in a while who made me question that shift.
I snapped out of it when Lia introduced us. "Ava, this is Noah," she said, her voice dripping with pride, like she'd bagged a trophy. I shook his hand, my smile a little too tight, and said something generic like, "Nice to meet you." But inside, I was a mess. I wanted him, bad, and the guilt hit me like a freight train. Ethan and I had been open, sure, but since we got married a year ago, I'd slowed down on the extracurriculars. We hadn't officially closed the relationship, but it had become this unspoken thingless f*cking around, more routine. Noah was the first guy in a while who made me question that shift.
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