**Title: The Forbidden Kiss**

We weren’t supposed to be doing this. That’s what made it so fucking hot.

Lena had been my best friend’s girlfriend for years—off-limits, untouchable. But tonight, at this stupid house party, something had shifted. We’d been playfully arguing in the kitchen over some ridiculous bet—who could hold their breath longer—when she leaned in too close, her lips brushing my ear as she whispered, “You’re scared.”

I wasn’t. But the way she looked at me, her dark eyes daring, her lips slightly parted, made my cock twitch in my jeans. She knew what she was doing.

“Prove it,” she murmured, her breath warm against my neck.

I didn’t hesitate. I grabbed her waist, pulling her tight against me, and kissed her. Hard.

Lena gasped into my mouth, her fingers tangling in my hair as she kissed me back just as fiercely. Her tongue slid against mine, hot and wet, her body pressing into me until I could feel her tits against my chest. My hands moved lower, gripping her ass, and she moaned, grinding against the bulge growing in my pants.

“Upstairs,” she panted, breaking the kiss just long enough to bite my lower lip. “Now.”

I didn’t argue.

We barely made it into the guest bedroom before she was pushing me onto the bed, climbing on top of me, her skirt riding up as she straddled my hips. I could feel the heat of her pussy through the thin fabric of her panties as she rocked against my dick, already hard as fucking steel.

“You’ve wanted this,” she breathed, undoing my jeans with quick fingers. “Haven’t you?”

I groaned as she freed my cock, her hand wrapping around me, stroking slow and tight. “Fuck, yeah.”

Lena smirked, leaning down to lick the tip, her tongue swirling around the head before taking me deep into her mouth. I cursed, my hips bucking up as she hollowed her cheeks, sucking me hard. Her lips were slick, her tongue teasing the underside of my cock every time she pulled back, and I could feel the pressure building fast.

“Not yet,” she whispered, pulling away with a wet pop. “I want you inside me.”

She shimmied out of her panties, spreading her thighs wide as she guided my dick to her soaking entrance. I groaned as the head of my cock pressed against her, feeling how fucking wet she was.

“Tell me you want me,” she demanded, her voice shaking.

I gripped her hips. “I want you. Bad.”

She sank down on me in one slow, torturous slide, her tight pussy clenching around my shaft as she took every inch. “Fuck,” she moaned, her nails digging into my chest as she started to ride me, her hips rolling in tight circles. I could feel her walls squeezing me, hot and perfect, and I thrust up to meet her, driving deeper.

Lena’s head fell back, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she fucked herself on my cock. “Harder,” she begged, her hands braced on my thighs.

I flipped her onto her back, pulling her legs over my shoulders as I slammed into her, my balls slapping against her ass. Her pussy was dripping, her clit swollen, and when I reached down to rub it, she screamed my name, her back arching off the bed.

“I’m gonna come,” she sobbed, her thighs shaking.

“Do it,” I growled, thrusting harder, faster. “Come on my cock.”

She shattered instantly, her pussy clenching around me like a vise as she came, her juices coating my dick. The sight of her—mouth open, tits bouncing, her body trembling—was enough to push me over the edge. I buried myself deep, pumping my cum inside her with a groan.

We collapsed in a sweaty heap, her legs still wrapped around my waist.

“Shit,” she laughed breathlessly. “We really shouldn’t have done that.”

I kissed her again, slow and dirty. “Yeah. We definitely should.”