Sky's P.O.V.

As the bartender prepares the drinks I ordered, my eyes remain fixed on Zoe, who is dancing freely, completely lost in the music. She looks so fucking beautiful, so captivating, that I can't tear my eyes away from her.

But then I notice a guy approaching her, his gaze fixed on her body with lust. My blood boils with anger. How dare he look at her like that?

I march over, my fists clenched. Before he can touch her, I push him away, my eyes blazing with fury. The guy stumbles back, looking startled and then annoyed. But one glance at my expression makes him think twice. He backs off, muttering something under his breath.

I turn my attention to Zoe, who is dancing oblivious to the scene, her back turned to me.

It's enough to hide my desire from Zoe.

Without a second thought, I grab her waist and yank her towards me, forgetting everything else. Her back collides with my front, sending jolts of electricity down my spine.

Right now, I don't care how she will react; I just want to feel her close to me, to remind myself that she's mine, even if she doesn't know it yet.

I lean in and caress her shoulder with my lips, guiding my hand up her arms. She gasps, but doesn't push me away. Instead, she leans back into me, her body melting against mine.

Fuck. Finally, I'm getting to know how soft her skin feels. It's even softer than I imagined. I desire to keep touching her like this until my last breath.

I turn her around to face me, and she is completely lost in my proximity, in my touch, in my breath.

It's such a relief to know that she is enjoying my touch and not pushing me away.

I draw nearer, drowning myself in the depth of her brown eyes, my lips inches from hers. Now I can't control my burning desire to know how my best friend's lips taste any longer.

Fuck! Finally! My dream is going to come true.

But before everything, I need her confirmation and make myself clear to her.

"You can push me away and stop this now, Trouble. But if you don't, and I kiss you today, then you'll be fucking mine forever. There will be no turning back from that point on." I brush my thumb over her lips, giving her a chance to push me away, to stop this if she's not ready.

Because after this kiss, there will be no turning back. She will be mine.

Her eyes lock onto mine, and I see the same desire I feel in them. Damn! I can't believe she also feels the same for me. It feels like I'm dreaming.

"Kiss me, Sky." The way she whispers my name, filled with desire, sends shivers down my spine. I've never heard her say my name like that before, and I'm captivated by the sound of my name on her lips.

The next moment, without a second thought, I grab her hips, pull her against me, and capture her lips with all the pent-up desire I've been holding back.

Damn, finally, I get to know how my Trouble's lips taste. They're softer and sweeter than I ever imagined, and they fit perfectly against mine. It feels like a dream.

My lips claim hers, and I devour them like I'm owning her, making her mine. My hands explore her body shamelessly, letting her know that from this moment, every inch of her body belongs to me.

She responds to my kiss with equal fervour, her hands tangling in my hair, pulling me closer. It's an overwhelming satisfaction to know that she has the same desire burning within her as I do. It drives me wild. Our bodies are burning hot with passion.

It's still unbelievable that after yearning for weeks, my forbidden desire to taste my best friend's lips is being fulfilled. I feel out of this world.

I deepen the kiss, curling my fingers around the back of her neck and drawing her closer to me. With my other hand, I squeeze her buttocks, causing her to moan into my mouth. A smug smile spreads across my face as she grinds her body against mine.

I want this moment to never end, so that I can keep kissing the softest lips I've ever tasted. Before Zoe, I kissed many girls, but none of those kisses felt as right as this one. It makes me feel so alive.

I want to convey through this kiss the intensity of my longing to make her mine, a desire that has been building for weeks.

After what feels like an eternity, she pulls back and rushes out of the club without uttering a single word. I stand there, stunned.

I kissed Zoe. My best friend. And she responded to me. I feel like I'm dreaming.

Damn! I finally know how her luscious lips taste, and since they touched mine, I've become utterly addicted to them.

I don't go after her because she's probably more stunned than I am. I want to give her time to process everything.

Now I just hope she doesn't push me away or think that we did something wrong. But if she does, I'll make her understand. Because after tasting her lips, there's no turning back.

I head back to the bar to grab the drinks, trying to calm my racing heart. I take a deep breath, savouring the lingering taste of Zoe on my lips.

God, it's intoxicating.

I down my drink in one go, needing the alcohol to steady my nerves.

I sit on a bar stool, watching the crowd, but my mind is consumed by thoughts of Zoe. I glance at my phone, expecting a text from her. Nothing. She must be processing everything, and I need to be patient.

An hour passes by, and I decide to head home. The drive back is torturous, my thoughts running wild. As I replay the kiss over and over, my body burns with desire, my hand aches to feel the soft touch of her skin, and my lips crave to suck hers.

Every fibre of my being yearns for Zoe more than ever. The kiss has intensified my desire, making it almost unbearable. I want her in ways I can't even fully comprehend, and I know I can't wait any longer to make her mine completely.

No matter what happens next, I won't regret tonight. I showed Zoe my true feelings, and now the ball is in her court.

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Love Mehak