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I pressed the gas pedal, pushing my car to its maximum speed. Bella was in tears, and seeing her in such a state tore me apart. Glancing at her, I noticed her squirming in her seat, her clothes disheveled from intoxication. Bella was moaning in pain as her body was burning so much due to the drug’s effect. I had known her since she was a baby and had seen her almost naked more often. I had always treated her like a kid. But her desperate movements and moans awakened unfamiliar emotions within me. I gulped, shaking my head vigorously. No, I couldn’t allow myself to think of her like that. She was my baby girl, and I had to protect her.

When we finally arrived at my apartment, her legs trembled uncontrollably, rendering her unable to walk. She attempted to step out as I opened the car door but stumbled, on the verge of falling. Without hesitation, I swiftly caught her in my arms and carried her toward my apartment, cradling her gently.

Entering my apartment, I guided Bella straight to the bathroom and turned on the shower. The cold water cascaded over her body, causing a shiver to run through her, yet her inner fire. As the need within her intensified, she hastily removed her blouse, revealing more of her enticing figure. In a moment of impulse, she grabbed my collar, drew me closer, pressing her breasts against my firm chest, and our lips met passionately.

That single touch ignited an indescribable sensation within me. A surge of electricity coursed through my entire being, intensifying the hardness that had already taken hold since Bella had revealed her seductive side in the car. My rational thinking disappeared as desire and primal urges consumed me.

Never before had I experienced such a connection with anyone. It was unlike anything I had ever encountered.

The kiss felt so pure, yet it was forbidden, wrong in every sense.

And yet, at that moment, it felt undeniably right.

She was my best friend. My baby girl. My sunshine, w made me happy with her sweet smile. But at that moment, she was in my embrace, kissing me as if her life depended on it. It was evident that she had never kissed anyone before, and I could sense her inexperience. Yet, it felt as if her entire existence hinged on that kiss as if she would cease to exist if she didn’t press her lips against mine.

Initially, I was taken aback by her sudden actions, freezing in surprise. However, the sensation her lips elicited soon overcame me, and I reciprocated the kiss. Our lips moved in perfect harmony, molding together effortlessly. My tongue gently prodded at her lips, seeking permission to delve deeper.

As soon as she granted me entry, I explored every nook and cranny of her mouth, getting lost in the passionate exchange. The last ounce of resistance in my mind crumbled, and I surrendered completely to my desire for her. My hands roamed across her body, exploring every inch, pulling her closer even though we were already intimately close, ensuring no space between us for even a breath to pass through.

Cold water cascaded over us. I gently broke the kiss, pulling my lips away, only to gently place them on her neck, softly kissing and lightly nipping her tender skin. Bella squirmed and let out audible moans. She pressed her lower body against mine, the intensity of her desire transferring to me. Without hesitation, I lifted and carried her to my bedroom, never breaking our passionate connection.

Carefully, I laid her down on my bed, my gaze roaming over her enticing figure. As I saw a sultry and damp Bella writhing before me, my eyes grew darker, consumed by lust. She beckoned me with her half-opened eyes and trembling lips, reaching out her hand.

I gathered all my strength and looked away, saying, ” Bella, you need to sleep. You are high due to drugs. Please, baby! Try to sleep. ”

“No, Ryder! I can’t sleep. I am feeling so hot. Please, Ryder, do something . I feel like I’ll die “. Bella cried … Her eyes were half open. Her lips were trembling. She lifted her hand to call me to her.

A curse slipped from my lips, “Fuck it…”