My Best Friend Doesn't Have to Know

Description: I went to my best friend’s birthday dinner with one thing on my mind—taking what’s hers. the second i slid into the backseat with her boyfriend, i could feel his desire simmering beneath that weak-willed loyalty. poor thing. he tried to resist when i brushed my hand against him, but i could see right through him. he wanted this—he’s wanted me for a while now. his hesitation was almost amusing. all it took was a whisper in his ear, a slow caress, and he was mine, falling into my web like the pathetic creature he is. i watched the guilt flicker in his eyes, but it was gone the moment i commanded him to give in. and there, with my best friend oblivious in the front seat, i broke him. i took what i wanted, all while she sat completely unaware of the chaos unfolding behind her. a delicious little secret.