My Bestfriend Slipped Inside Me (An Alpha’s Secret) by Demiah13
Chapter 82

My Bestfriend Slipped Inside Me (An Alpha’s Secret) Chapter 82

Avery’s pov

Heat pooled in my stomach and in a certain place that throbbed with need. I stiffen, somehow hoping that he hadn’t noticed how my body has reacted to his possessive words. I shivered as his hot breath still fanned against my ear and my hand involuntarily drop to grab his that held my midriff.

His fingers pressing just under my belly button which made that pool of heat to dampen my panties further. Can he sense how much he is affecting me by just being near?

With my breath stuttering in my mouth, I exhaled, trying to calm my racing heart. It felt as though we were the only two in the room once more, Christian completely forgotten.

“Xade,” I breathed out, surprising myself when my tone came out like a wanton moan.

His grip tightened and he pulled my back flush against his front further, his pinky finger straying away from the others until the tip literally pressed against the waistband of my panties that I am sure he could feel even through my layer of clothing.

He turned his head slightly, the rise and fall of his chest against my back making me sigh in comfort as his lips brush against my ear more. “You want to learn boxing right?” He growled low, sounding so animalistic that I shuddered.

The little hairs on the back of my neck stood to attention and my fingers grip his hand. “I’ll teach you.” Those words come out like a silent promise of something beyond just teaching me boxing.

I gasped, biting my tongue before I let out the moan that tickled up my throat. I try to steady my breathing, my knees growing weak the longer I remain in his arms, nestled like a lover.

My pulse raced.

A throat clearing made me snap my attention off of Xade to get back down to reality where there was Christian standing a few feet away from us, staring awkwardly. “There’s a back room over there if you two want more privacy,” he pointed behind us and I flushed, reddening as I fumble out of Xade’s hold.

“Uh- no we’re fine,” I stuttered, my cheeks so hot I know I wore my humiliation on my face. Christian nods awkwardly, looking over my shoulder at Xade before heading to the back room himself.

Once he disappeared, I whip around to face Xade. He had been digging a hole in my back with his stare seconds ago and I’m surprised that he is no longer staring at me now that I face him, but at the door.

Surely a door can’t be more intriguing than me? Not when he had just held me possessively not too long ago.

“Don’t get me wrong, I am happy that you want to train me,” I folded my arms awkwardly, staring at him and waiting for those blues to sweep back over to me. When they do, my stomach knots.

Focus on the question Avery. Don’t get so distracted by his stunning eyes.

“But why the sudden change of heart? Christian seems like he knows what he’s doing.” I pointed to the back rooms where Christian had disappeared. “I’m sure I would be in good hands.”

Something flicker in his eyes as they narrowed slightly into a glare. His jaw tightened and I saw the strain of muscle as he clenched them. ” If you have no classes at six a.m tomorrow, be here on the dot. And then we’ll figure out a schedule to work with since we both have to attend classes.”

My brows furrowed, frowning. He evaded the question and I hated how he turned back around to make his way over to the punching bag once more. You know, since you want me to stay away from you so much, I wouldn’t have thought you’d actually want to train me yourself.”

I mocked, trying to bait him into answering me and giving me more than just cold words. He can go from hot to cold, and I rather his hot side.

Xade paused, his shoulders tensing and he turned back to face me. My breath hitches, sticking in my throat when his blue eyes meet mine intensely. “You make it impossible to stay away don’t you?”

My breathing quicken. When he stares at me like that, I cannot seem to think properly. My tongue grows heavy and I don’t know how to respond without making a complete fool of myself.

“Six a.m sharp and don’t be late.” He said firmly when he noticed I am tongue-tied and had no idea how to respond to him.

I nod, itching to speak to him more but he silently dismisses me by turning around and going back to pummeling the punching bag. As the sounds of his grunts and fist hitting the bag echoed in the air, I awkwardly whispered. ” okay then,” and turned to leave.

But before my fingers could wrap around the door handle, the sounds ceased and Xade’s voice stops me. “Wait.”

My heart skipped, my hand hovering just inches from the door. I bit my lower lip, turning around to look at him with curiosity and hope. Hope that he’d tell me something other than…leave. Or stay away.

“Yes?” I asked softly, my belly bundling with nerves.

He started to remove the gloves from his hand and I replace the action incredibly sexy. My teeth sink into my lower lip harder. Trying to not look down at his glistening abs, or that little straying sweat drop that snake between the line of his abs.

“I’ll drop you off,” his eyes remain on me. “I won’t let you walk in the rain.” He nudged his chin outside where I could hear the loud patter of rain hitting the ground.

“Okay,” I breathed out, my pulse racing with the thought of Xade and I spending more time together.