My Best Friend Wants Me

We'd been friends for years, Caprice and I. So when she looked at me like that I almost slapped her. Thought she had fucked him. Then she said it plain: "I want you, babe." Scared stiff she'd bolt, she reached out. Fingers slipped under silk. I hated how fast my cunt clenched wet around nothing. No going back. I wanted her hands deeper, her mouth anywhere she pleased.