" s-steven k-keep g-going "
my eyes rolled back from all the pleasure steven was giving me, he was so-so good at this.
he thrusted a couple more times then soon fell fast asleep on top of me.
i played with his hair as my thoughts overtook me.
'you fucked your brothers bestfriend'
'he wasn't your first'
this may sound bad but stevens my fuck buddy..
it's been a whole week since we've started doing what we do and basically we just fuck when we're stressed.
he has this clothing line shit and i guess it stresses him out alot because we literally have up to 3 rounds a day.
we never really thought of eachother as just 'fuck buddys' we were close friends.
but it just appears that we were both urging to fuck each other the minute we met.
yoooo guysss💞, this fanfic is more on the mature side then my other book so if you feel uncomfortable in any way i suggest you stop reading! :)