My Bestfriend Slipped Inside Me (An Alpha’s Secret)

My Bestfriend Slipped Inside Me (An Alpha’s Secret) Chapter 95

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The warmth he emanated turns to cool air the more he puts distance between us. His words, the way they sounded like a promise made me bite my tongue to suppress my moan.

It could be just playful flirting to get me pumped up. I should not hope much seeing as one moment he was flirty and the next he was pulling away like I had burnt him.

I try to steady my breathing, moving the hoodie over my head as I walk to the bench. I place the hoodie there and the bottle of water I bought on the way. His sudden sharp inhale made me look at him over my shoulder and see that he was staring at me, well more specifically my bottom in hunger.

When he noticed I caught him, he cleared his throat and looked away. “Come over here when you’re done.” He’s on the mat and my skin is buzzing with excitement knowing that he was about to start our lessons.

But it was not only buzzing with excitement for the lessons but also because we were about to be closer to each other than ever before. I bit my lower lip and do a silly happy dance in my head.

I know I was getting to him. I could see that little by little I was finally cracking those high hard bricks.

I joined him on the mat, a little excited skip in my walk that I am certain he noticed since the corner of his lips tug into a smirk. I try hard to keep my composure as his eyes roamed my body when I stood before him.

He tried to act calm too, but the tension in his shoulders and the way his eyes were, told me that he was far from calm at least inwardly.

Good. I wasn’t the only one affected by being in the other presence.

“Ready?” He asked, his voice void of emotion but I caught a little hint of something beneath. Something that made my skin have goosebumps. Can he see them?

I looked down at my skin. They’re very visible.

“Avery?”

I am pulled out of my thoughts, my face feeling hot. I had a feeling I was flushed beet red. “Huh?”

His eyes swim with amusement. “Your stance,” his eyes drop to my feet. “I need to see it.” His lips quirk up in mirth.

“Oh,” I flushed harder, shifting on my foot. “Right.”

I quickly got into position, keeping my feet leveled with my shoulders like the night I had seen him in the ring. I breathed out through my nose and lift my hands up, awkwardly looking at him for further instructions or

criticism.

His lips quirk. “Not bad,” he chuckled and move around me to my back. I stiffen when I felt his warmth so close, brushing against me.

“But it needs more work.” He whispered, stepping closer and I looked to the right where I could see him so close to me until I feel him pressing against my back.

My breath hitches when his fingers touched my stomach, sinking deeper until I could feel the heat of his touch. I shuddered, sucking in air as his other hand correct the position of my hand.

“Relax,” his voice is a low hoarse whisper that brushes against my ear and I ducked in a shark breath, my heart racing. I’m trying so hard to ignore the shivers racing down my spine.

His touch was firm yet gentle as he guided my posture and footing. The air around us crackled and I bit my tongue to suppress the moan of pleasure fighting to crawl out of my throat.

I swallowed hard.

He was so close. I can feel him, every inch of his front pressing against my back. His warmth seeped into me and his touch awakened that heat between my legs.

“Relax for me love,” he said, his voice low and hoarse, causing my stomach to twist with need. Oh God. How can I relax when he is so close that I can feel him? Feel what I am doing to him too?

“Xade,” my voice comes out breathy and sounded so similar to a moan.

“Looks like you’re the first to moan out my name.” His lips teasingly brushed against my earlobe, making me shudder and pant.