Seduced by the Siblings Best Friend

Perverted POV

VRSUN

The rain began to tap a soft, rhythmic pattern against the windowpane, sealing us in our own private world as the planned evening with friends dissolved into quiet intimacy. He turned from the window, his gaze a tangible warmth that seemed to slow the very air in the room. A slow, knowing smile graced his lips as he closed the distance, his presence an intoxicating heat I felt before his hand ever brushed mine. His fingers laced with mine, calloused and sure, sending a shiver that traveled straight to my core. My breath hitched as his other hand came to rest on my waist, a gentle, claiming pressure that made my heart hammer against my ribs. I could feel the steady, strong beat of his pulse where our wrists touched, a frantic counterpoint to the quiet storm outside. The scent of his skin, clean and faintly of sandalwood, filled my senses as he leaned in, his forehead resting gently against mine. In that suspended moment, every unspoken word and stolen glance throughout the years culminated in this breathless anticipation. The world narrowed to the space where our bodies almost met, a silent conversation of yearning and promise. I surrendered to the current, losing myself in the deep, quiet pools of his eyes, knowing nothing would be the same after this stolen, perfect night.