Best Friend Obsession

Mike’s eyes are dark with lust, and she giggles and bites her bottom lip. “You want this,” he says, lifting her and lowering her onto the bed, crawling over her, one of his hands holding her wrists, her hands above her head. His lip brushes against her neck, and a moan escapes her. “Don’t make me jealous, sweetie; even if it’s just a book, your attention is solely mine and that of my children,” He murmured in her ear before twisting her around so she was on her stomach. Her hands remained above her head.

“Mmm, what are you going to do to me, Love?” Denise teased. Mike sighs. “I’m going to spank you, then I’m going to f*ceally hard,” Mike said quietly.

Denise moaned, and Mike smirked once more. “And then I’m going to make you some sweet love.”

Denise then sat up and tossed her shirt to the ground, revealing her red lace bra and pantyhose. She then pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his muscular chest.

Her hand moved from his chest to his pants’ waistband. With each kiss, her hand combed through his hair, he was soon down to his boxers. His hand was casually rubbing her sides, down to her thighs, and back up.

“Mike hmmm,” she exhaled, his kiss ending. He is still hovering above her, staring deeply into her eyes.

“You’re my addiction, sweetie,” he admitted quietly.

“You’re mine, too.”

Denise responded, “Of course, I’m yours forever.” Mike then drew the red sheet over them while nipping at her neck, causing her to giggle.

His kisses got lower and lower until he was kissing her body, every inch of it. His hand trailed down her thigh, beginning to pull the garment between them down.

As their moans resounded, his hands entangled with hers. His lips met hers once more. He snatched her bottom lip with his teeth, causing her to gasp as his tongue danced with hers.

He let her groans follow her hands up and down her body. Her nails lightly scraped across his biceps and back.

“This felt so good, so right; I wanted him, I needed him,” Denise thought to herself.

“M-Mike,” she moaned, her back arched as Mike nibbled at her earlobe.

Mike then grabbed her hands and yanked them away from her. Denise’s toes curled with every step she took.

“Ahhhh, ah I’m cum-”

“I know, sweetie, I know. Just hang on,” Mike said.

“All right,” she said quietly as the climaxes approached. Mike then sat beside her and protectively wrapped an arm around her waist, drawing her closer to him.

~

Denise awoke with a smile on her face. Her head was resting on Mike’s chest. His eyes fluttered open as he smiled while he was sleeping.

“Good morning,” they say.

“Morning.”

She sat up and clutched the sheet to her chest. Mike’s lower half was draped in the duvet. He put his arm around her and she sat up.

Denise then placed her head on his shoulder and gently kissed his bicep.

“I love you,” he said softly as he kissed her hair.

“I love you, too,” Denise said, kissing him on the lips.

“How about we take a shower and get something to eat?”

“Okay.”

Denise then wrapped herself in a piece of cloth she found next to the bed and walked into the bathroom.

The water was warm, and she jumped when she came into contact with a rock-hard chest. When she turned to face him, she saw his naked husband.

“What are you doing?” she asked, her gaze fixed on the ground.

“Taking a shower,” Mike said, a grin on his face.

“All right, I’ll wait until you’re finished,” she said, but Mike snatched her wrist and stopped her from walking out.

“I want to shower with you, sweetie,” Mike said softly as Denise’s face flushed.

“I’ve already seen everything to your body, don’t be shy, sweetie. You’re beautiful,” he said as he kissed the palm of her hand, dropped the towel, and led her into the shower.

The warm water washed over both of them. He kissed her shoulder several times. She changed into shorts and a blue crop top after the shower. She has no intention of going outside, and the house is more than warm.

As she walked out, she noticed Mike, who was wearing denim jeans and was shirtless.

“You look hot,” he said, his hands resting on her hips.

“Same with you. Are you going to put on a shirt?” Denise asked as she looked away.

“Should 1?”

“No,” she smirked.

“Then nope,” he said and smirked.

When they went downstairs, they found fruit in the kitchen.

“Fruit salad and eggs sound delicious.”

“Of course, I’ll make the eggs and you do the fruit, as I said.”

When the food was ready, they sat on her side of the table and ate.

“These eggs are delicious.”

“Thank you,” he said as he lightly kissed her lips.

“Welcome.”

They sat on the couch after eating. Her feet were resting on his lap. Now that the twins are with their grandparents, it’s their turn.

“You know, if you were up here, I could kiss you a lot easier.”

“No thanks, I’m fine,” she retorted.

“Fine. I suppose I’ll have to go down there.” He crept over to her and hovered above her.

When his lips touched hers, she sat up and straddled his lap.

“You can see a lot better now,” he chuckled.

~

Denise awoke from yet another night of contentment.

“Beautiful morning,” he said. His voice had a raspy, deep tone to it.

“Morning

“Would you like some breakfast?”

” He inquired, as Denise nodded.

Deo and his new girlfriend have moved to a different island, but they haven’t married yet.

Her stomach clenched and she felt sick while they were eating.

So she leaped to her feet and dashed to the closet bathroom, and let’s just say her. Breakfast has now been flushed down the toilet.

“Are you okay?” Mike inquired, standing at the door.

She quickly flushed the toilet.

“No, I’m fine,” she said.

He knelt beside her, picked up her bridal style, and carried her to the couch.

“Don’t lie to me,” Mike said as she rested her head against his chest.

“You don’t think…” she paused.

“It’s not going to happen.”

“Perhaps I should check just in case,” Denise said as she took Samantha’s wedding gift, a pregnancy test. It was given to her as a precaution.

They had to wait after she finished her business. She paced around the bedroom, nervous about the outcome.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

“Hey, sweetie, relax, everything will be fine,” Mike said.

“You’re right; I need to calm down; perhaps I’m just overthinking things.”

“Hey, I love you,” Mike said, brightening her face.

“I love you as well,” she replied.

“It’s time to check,” Mike said, so she went to the bathroom, grabbed the little test, and returned to her bedroom.

She exhaled, her eyes widened, and she looked up at Mike, who asked, “Well, what does it say?”

“I-I’m… “I’m pregnant,” she announced.

“Really? Finally, our twins had a mother, a baby, and a sibling. “I wish it was twin again,” Mike exclaimed as he hugged her. Mike was happy and she was happy as well for this little bundle of joy.