Ruined By My Brother's Best Friend (by Silverwriter) novel Chapter 329

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His Pov- Wrong Time

ALVISE’S POV

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I stilled, my tip hovering over her entrance as my phone kept ringing, the irritating sound filling the bathroom.

Fucking Andrei.

I didn’t need to pick up the phone to know he was the one calling.

Always at the wrong fucking time.

“Alvise… Don’t stop.”

I flicked my gaze up, my eyes locking with Arabella’s as she slipped her hand beneath my shirt, tracing my abs with her nails.

I didn’t want to stop.

I pulled her closer, circling my tip against her until she bit down hard on her lip, digging her nails into my skin.

Damn it.

I thrust into her, hard and without hesitation, tearing a loud scream from her as the sound filled the bathroom, swallowing up the persistent ringing of my phone.

“You’re so damn tight, baby,” I hissed, the sensation of being inside her both constricting and satisfying at the

same time.

Arabella buried her head in the crook of my neck, her breaths uneven against my skin.

“Fuck,” I breathed, my voice rougher than I’d intended as she thrust her hips forward, urging me even deeper until a shudder ran through her.

“Was that too rough?” I asked, pulling out before driving back into her.

She screamed into my neck before throwing her head back. “I like it, Alvise… I like it.”

My hands latched onto her breasts, rubbing and tugging at her buds as I thrust into her, fast and rough, without giving her a second to catch her breath.

Being inside her was like an addiction, one I had no intention of resisting as I chased her pleasure until she was trembling and telling me she was close.

But I didn’t stop.

“Yes… oh, Alvise… faster.”

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She didn’t need to tell me twice.

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I groaned at the sight of her squeezing her eyes shut as I grabbed her ass cheeks, holding them firmly while increasing my pace.

I drove into her with more urgency, hitting her sensitive spot again and again until she clenched around me, gripping my hard length tightly.

Her body tensed against mine, the loud moans escaping her lips growing more desperate and testing the last of my restraint as I reached for her clit, swiping my thumb over it.

“Oh my..” Arabella reached her orgasm, spilling her juices all over my c*ck, her loud moans driving me over the edge.

My cock twitched once, then twice, before I pulled out, losing the last shred of control I had as I came all over her thigh.

The sight of it, so excruciatingly close to her entrance, made my jaw tick.

I wanted it inside her.

Almost.

I looked up, the corner of my lips tilting into a smirk as Arabella leaned against the wall, her hands falling limply by her sides.

Her hair was stuck to her face, her eyes squeezed shut, and the sight of her so disheveled and spent enough to make me hard all over again.

As if sensing my gaze, she opened her eyes and held my stare, a flush creeping across her cheeks.

“You’re staring.”

I tilted my head to the side, letting my gaze drift down to her bare chest and hardened buds. “I know.”

“Well…” She bit her lip. “Stop staring.”

“Make me.”

Arabella opened her mouth, then closed it again. “You’re insane.”

I never said I wasn’t.

I grabbed a tissue, wiping myself clean before pulling my pants up.

My phone rang again, reminding me of the shit I had been ignoring simply because I couldn’t seem to keep my hands off my wife long enough to deal with it.

My jaw hardened, my fingers flexing as I pulled up my zipper.

It might have been only a few minutes, but a lot could have gone wrong in that time.

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Now he was headed to Russia.

For her.

“Aren’t you going to get that?” Arabella asked softly, pointing at my phone,

I glanced at it, seeing Andrei’s name flashing across the screen yet again.

Of course, I was going to answer the damn call.

But definitely not in front of her.

“I will,” I muttered, grabbing a towel and wetting it. “But first, let’s get you cleaned up.”

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I lifted her legs over my shoulder and spread them apart, taking my time as I wiped away my cum and cleaned the juices from between her thighs.

“You know…” She cleared her throat, placing her hands on my shoulders. “You can clean me up without being… between my legs.”

I glanced up, my eyes darkening as they locked with hers.

“What?” I asked, swiping my thumb over her entrance ‘accidentally’. “Are you worried I’ll do something you don’t want me to?”

She flushed so deeply that she tried to hide her face in her palms. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I bet you do.”

I turned my attention back to her, finishing the task I’d started.

I was done cleaning her up, but watching her pulse beneath my touch and feeling her grow wet again was tempting.

I wanted to eat her out.

But the day I lost control more than once in less than an hour would be the day I’d have to bury myself six feet under.

“I’ll be stepping out for work tonight,” I said, straightening up. “I might not be back until tomorrow.”

Arabella raised her brows, her eyes narrowing. “What kind of work happens so late?”

“My kind of work,” I said, tossing the towel into the laundry basket before wrapping my hands around her waist. “You should know this by now.”

She rolled her eyes, dropping her gaze to the floor. “You never even sleep in the bed, so there’s really no difference.”

She was right.

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