What happens with her and Abe who have been friends since forever
share an intense night together?
That first touch of her lips against his was like pouring gasoline on a fire. Sparks shot from her mouth, all the way through her body, and settled in her clit. It was intense and potent, and they hadn’t even moved yet. Abe took the lead, moving his lips on hers, slow and easy. He pushed himself up farther, cupped the other side of her face, tilting her head at the same time, and finally deepened the kiss.
His tongue slipped into her mouth, stroking the very tip of hers. He moaned when she reciprocated. The taste of him was tangy from the whiskey and sweet from the beer. His hands moved from her face to grip her shoulders, pulling her roughly to him so their chests pressed against each other.
“Straddle me, baby.” Abe’s voice was gruff with need. Sophia pulled away, because she knew this wasn’t a good idea. He no longer seemed drunk, but did he really know what the hell they were doing?
“Straddle me, baby.” His tone brooked no argument. He moved so his back rested against the headboard. Swallowing the very thick lump in her throat, she found her eyes traveling down his chest and stopping on the very large bulge pressed against his jeans. Even in the darkened room, she could see how it strained against his fly, demanding to be free. The junction between her thighs became wet, and she felt her nipples bead.
“Come on, baby, I want to feel you on top of me.” Before she could stop this from going any further, Abe’s hands were on her waist, and he was hauling her on top of him. His mouth slanted on hers and he took her with a searing force. The groan that spilled from him was loud, and she greedily swallowed it. With her legs spread wide over his, her pussy was in direct contact with his raging hard-on.
A gush of arousal left her, and she felt her panties dampen further. Sophia shifted and gasped as the movement caused Abe’s erection to rub against her clit. His zipper caused a flash of discomfort to meld with the pleasure.
“Fuck, baby.” He dragged his lips across her jaw and licked and nipped at her. Her head fell back, and her breath left her. She gripped his wide shoulders and curved her nails into him. A hiss escaped his mouth, but his erection grew impossibly harder beneath her.
“This is a very bad idea, Abe.” Even she could hear that she didn’t mean she wanted him to stop.
“No, baby, I think this is the best idea we’ve had in a long time.”
She loved him, but they could never be more than friends.
Sophia Kidd and Abe Rochester had been best friends since they were children. With both of their pasts scarred, the only people they could rely on were each other. And so an unbreakable bond was formed, one that tied their lives together, but never in the way she wanted.
Known as “Trouble” in town, Abe wasn’t the guy a girl brought home to meet her parents. He indulged in all the bad things life offered.
But she loved him.
She was in love with him. And the heart wanted what the heart couldn’t have. And so she kept things strictly on the friend level.
But when a night of partying and tossing back drinks had the world blurring together, she found herself in Abe’s bed.
What should have been an explosive morning after, both of them finally expressing their feelings for the other, turned out to be a nightmare.
Abe had no recollection of the night they just shared.
Humiliation was just the tip of the iceberg, and it didn’t matter how fast or far she ran; Sophia couldn’t escape fate.
And what fate gave her was Abe’s baby.
How could things work out when Abe didn't even remember sleeping with her?
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