Zoe's P.O.V.

Sky grabs my arms and yanks me closer to him. "No, I don't want to forget it because it wasn't a mistake for me, Trouble." He moves closer to my face, making my heartbeat race, his intense gaze fixed on me.

What is happening to me? Why is he behaving like this? We're best friends. How can things change so drastically between us? It was just a kiss that happened in the heat of the moment. Why can't he understand?

He questions, "Didn't I give you a chance to push me away last night, Zoe?" As I remain silent, he repeats the question, his tone firm. "Didn't I?"

"Yes, you did," I admit in a low voice.

"And did you push me away?" he presses, his grip tightening slightly, making my heart race even faster.

I shake my head. "No, I didn't."

"Why?" He raises his brows at me.

I keep staring at him mutely because I don't have an answer to his question. I don't know why I didn't push him away.

He withdraws his hands from my arms and clasps my face. "You didn't push me away because you felt it too, Zoe. You felt the same desire. Don't deny it."

"Sky, please," I beg. "This is all so confusing. We've been best friends for so long. How can we just destroy our pure bond because of one kiss—"

He cuts me off, moving closer to me. "It wasn't just a kiss for me, Zoe. And didn't I tell you that if you let me kiss you, you would be mine, and there would be no turning back? If—"

"Sky—"

He shushes me, placing his finger on my lips. "Let me finish first. You know I don't like being interrupted when I talk."

I gulp lump down my throat.

Fuck! This is the first time he's said something in such a dominating tone. It renders me speechless.

He moves closer to my ear, and as his warm breath caresses my skin, my entire body shivers. "Mark my words, Trouble, if I see another man around you next time, trying to take what's mine, and you're letting him do that, I'll bend you over my lap and spank you." I feel a jolt of electricity between my legs, listening to his words. "And you have no idea what I'll do to that man."

I squeeze my thighs, feeling a pool of heat between them, and a smirk spreads across his face as he notices my reaction.

What's wrong with me? How can I feel like this for him? He's Sky. My best friend.

And what he does next takes my breath away.

Sky slips his hand into my shorts and underwear, his lips curving into a mischievous grin. Feeling his hand there, I close my eyes, forgetting everything. No one has ever touched me like this before.

It's overwhelming, and I don't how to handle the flood of sensations coursing through my body.

Sky's hand, my best friend's hand, is inside my shorts! Oh God, I never imagined this would happen, even in my wildest dreams.

"Can you explain why you're soaking wet for your best friend, Zoe?" He asks, rubbing me deliberately slow, and my body automatically grinds against his hand.

Fuck! Zoe, what are you doing?

The way my body is reacting to his touch, I'm taken aback. My mind is spinning. I can't think, can't breathe as his fingers continue their sweet torture inside my shorts.

"Answer me." He makes circles on my clit in agonizingly slow motions with his thumb. As I try to move against his hand, he keeps me still, clutching my waist with his free hand and pinning me to the wall.

How did we get here? Sky, my best friend, is now touching me in ways I never imagined. And the worst part is, I like it.

"Please, Sky," I whisper, but I'm not sure what I'm pleading for. My body is betraying me, wanting more of his touch.

"What, please? Do you want me to stop?" he inquires with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

What has happened to Sky all of a sudden? I haven't seen this side of him before.

"Tell me, Zoe. Do you want me to stop?" He rubs my aching clit in slow motion, driving me insane.

Fuck! I want him to rub me faster. I'm yearning for release.

"No," I whisper.

"Then what do you want?"

Oh, God! Why is he doing this to me?

He's my best friend, we share such a pure bond. How can I just ask him to make me cum? It feels so weird and embarrassing.

"Answer me." As he slightly pinches my clit, I gasp and my hands grip his shoulders for support.

Oh, fuck! Is this a dream? I never imagined this happening, not even in my wildest dreams. What the fuck is going on? I need to control myself.

"Stop it."

Listening to my words, his hand immediately stops. "Why?" He asks, his dark eyes glued on me.

"We're crossing the line of our friendship, Sky," I explain, panting, and my body desperately wants the release.

What the fuck? I want my best friend to pleasure me.

"We already crossed that line last night, Zoe." As soon as he takes his hand out of my shorts, I crave his touch.

Shit! I think I'm losing my mind.

He sucks his finger, keeping his intense gaze fixed on me.

Has he gone mad? What is he doing? But, damn, he looks so hot. For the first time, his hot looks arouse me.

Oh no. I'm dripping wet for my best friend, and my clit is yearning for his sweet torture.

"Now only I have the right to taste you." I feel a twitch between my thighs, listening to his husky voice, dripping with possessiveness.

I watch in shock as Sky pulls back, his intense gaze never leaving mine. He's made his point, crystal clear.

"Remember what I said, Trouble," he murmurs, his voice soft but firm. "You're mine, and no one else gets to have you. If anyone tries, they'll regret it."

I nod, my mind still reeling from everything that just happened. He leans in, brushing his lips against my forehead in a surprisingly tender gesture, then steps back.

"I'll see you later, Zoe." He turns and walks away. I stand there, trembling, watching him leave. The door clicks shut behind him, and I collapse onto the couch, my legs too weak to support me.

What just happened? How did everything change so quickly between us? One moment we were best friends, and now... now I don't even know what we are. My body is still buzzing with the aftershocks of his touch.

I need to think. I need to sort through this mess and figure out what I want. But it's so hard to think straight when all I can feel is the lingering sensation of Sky's hands on my skin.

Sky's possessive words echo in my mind. "You're mine." Can I really belong to him? Can I accept this new dynamic between us?

I shake my head, trying to clear my thoughts. I get up and head to the bathroom, needing to splash cold water on my face. As I look at myself in the mirror, I see a different person staring back at me—someone confused, conflicted, and undeniably aroused.

What am I going to do? How can I face Sky after this? And more importantly, how can I face my own feelings? I need time to process everything, to figure out what this means for our friendship.

As I dry my face, I hear my phone buzz on the counter. It's a message from Sky.

I pick it up to read the message.

Sky: I left you because I want to give you some time to process everything. But don't touch yourself or use your vibrator because you belong to me now.

My eyes widen in shock after reading his message. How does he know that I use a vibrator to pleasure myself?

God! I'm going to go crazy.

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