Marie Bell has always been the quiet girl, the one who keeps her feelings hidden and her heart guarded.
Then there's Dakari Hayes.
Her ex's best friend. The one person she should never want.
But late-night conversations, stolen moments, and a connec...
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𝔻𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕣𝕚 𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕤 𝕄𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕔𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕣 ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆
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Marie never thought she'd be in a situation like this. One where she was in her ex's best friend's apartment, still reeling from being bent over his mattress.
She knew enough about him to know she shouldn't be in this predicament, that she shouldn't even be this close to him. Now she sat on the foot of his bed looking up at him, her mascara already running down her face.
Dakari stood in front of her, his chain gleaming under the light of the city and his hair fallin' over his eyes in such a way she couldn't help but push her thighs together.
"Stand up, baby." He wasn't asking, and that's exactly what Marie loved about him.
Slowly she rose to her feet, her eyes focused on him the whole time. Dakari moved closer until their bodies pressed together. His hand slid up from her stomach, pausing on her breast before squeezing it.
Marie let out a moan, her hand finding his. "You so pretty, ma," he murmured, his voice deep.
A smile spread across Marie's face; she loved it when he complimented her. She always felt beautiful under his gaze. Her own hands slid up his naked chest before cupping his face and pulling him closer.
The kiss was slow and deep. Dakari always kissed Marie like it was their last time. Because truly, he didn't know if it would be.
They were never supposed to be together; that was the one rule Dakari made, no matter how much he liked Marie first. She was his best friend's girl, and she was off limits.
That is, until he messed up badly with her.
Marie pulled away, her eyes dazed from the kiss. She felt his hand loosely on her neck as he made her look at him. He leaned down, giving her a peck on the lips before stepping back.
Dakari pushed Marie onto the bed; she landed softly on the plush sheets. She watched as his thick arms pulled off his jeans, leaving just his underwear.
He stepped forward, his hands coming to the hem of her skirt; he didn't pull them down yet. His eyes stayed on her; they watched every breath she took in, every move she made, and every expression her face made.
