My Husband’s Bestfriend: My Secret Lover

Anastasia Grey walked into a bar and the eyes of each person she walked by followed her. She had a red wig on.

A purple lipstick. She was clad in a white crop top and a black leather jacket with a black skirt which stopped right at her knee. Her nails were colored in purple matching the color of her eyebrow. And she had black boots on. Her eyes were wide and honey-brown in color.

Each man she walked by couldn't resist taking a second look at her as she was looking badass.

Anastasia walked to the counter and she sat on the barstool.

" Two shots, please. " She said to the bartender who immediately brought her order and she slipped a few dollars to him. Anastasia grabbed her drink and she raised it to her mouth, taking a sip.

She scanned her eyes around the room. Her eyes met with a pair of green ones. She tilted her head, curious if he had been staring at her all along. Anastasia stared at his full brows, down to his pointed nose and then his lips.

He was attractive. Anastasia thought as gently tucked her hair which wasn't getting into her face. He arched his head, his lips forming a smirk and Anastasia thought that made him look incredibly sexy. He was definitely her type of guy. She thought and peeling her eyes off him even when she wasn't looking. She could feel his gaze on her. She continued to sip on her drink and after a while, Anastasia glanced over in his direction to find him approaching her and she smiled.

" Hi," He said, leaning on the counter, and hell, even his voice was perfect like Anastasia thought his face was.

" Hi. " She muttered.

" Do you mind if I join you? " He asked.

" Not at all. " Anastasia muttered and she watched him sit on the stool. " Are you here with someone or expecting someone? " He asked.

" Would I have asked you to sit if I was? " She asked back and he bit his lip.

" Right. Sorry. " He murmured.

" I just wanted to know if it's okay to say you look... Very pretty. " He added and she smiled.

" I am Derek by the way. " He said and Anastasia hummed, sipping on her drink and she crossed her legs.

She watched his gaze avert to her thigh and she smiled.

" You are not going to tell me your name? " Derek asked.

" Is that why you are here? To know my name? " " Not really. " He responded.

" Good. So why don't we leave the talking and get to the touching? " Anastasia said and his brows raised, his lips curving in amusement.

" You are different. " He said.

" How so? "

" Most girls normally love to play hard to get. "

" Yeah. Well, I am not most girls. " Anastasia said.

" Damn right, you are not. " He agreed and Anastasia pushed her glass of drink to her mouth, chugging down the whole content.

" Do you want more drinks? " Derek asked.

" Do you have any at home? Anastasia questioned, leaning close to him and he smiled, his gaze trained on her lips.

" I do. " He responded, looking at her and Anastasia dropped the glass cup, standing to her feet and she grabbed her bag.

He reached into his pants and brought out a few dollars.

" Oh, don't worry about it. I already paid. " Anastasia said.

" I should buy you a drink when we meet again then, " Derek said, pocketing the money back.

" If... We meet again. " Anastasia corrected him and he smiled. " So... Which way is it? " She asked

" Here... " He said, leading them out of the bar, his hand guiding the small of her back and he felt her inhale sharply.

They arrived at his room which he lodged into the nearby hotel and he opened the door as she stepped in. Derek followed, locking the door behind them.

Anastasia walked into the room and dropped her purse and phone on the nightstand. She glanced at the bed in the center of the room and she turned to see him walking towards her.

Derek halted just when he was an inch away and she stared into his green eyes. He moved a hand, gently tucking her hair behind her ear. Anastasia sucked in a sharp breath when his hand grazed her skin. He gently raised her chin making her look directly into his eyes and Derek held her gaze, his thumb caressing her soft lips.

" Do you want that drink first or-. "

" Shut up and kiss me. " Anastasia cuts in and he smirks. Derek leaned down, his hand cupping her nape and he pressed her lips to her. Anastasia kissed him back as his other hand grabbed her by the waist and pulled her body to him.

Anastasia wrapped her around his neck while his other hand gently stroked her bum and the kiss became more heated and needy.

He moved until her back hit the wall and Anastasia gasped but he swallowed it into the recess of his mouth as he nibbled on her lower lip.

Her hands moved to undo his belt but he held them and pushed it against the wall, his grip hard and Derek devoured her mouth like he had every right to.

He moved a hand to her back and undid her bra and he snuck his hand underneath her blouse, caressing her boobs. Derek pulled away from her mouth and leaned, covering it against one of her boobs.

" Oh, fuck! " Anastasia cursed, her hands tunneling into his hair as she shut her eyes and threw her head back, giving him access and he sucked restlessly on her boobs, his teeth biting her against her nipple.

" Oh... " Anastasia moaned.

He lifted her and Anastasia jumped, wrapping her legs around his torso as he pressed her hard against the wall, his other hand guiding her head.

His hand moved and pulled up the hem of her blouse and Anastasia was quick to raise her hand as he peeled off the material off her, throwing it across the room. Their mouths met, devouring each other and his hand snuck under her skirt.

Derek groaned when he saw how wet she was. He arched his head, pressing his nose to the side of her neck as he shifted her thong to the side and he thrust a finger into her vagina.

Anastasia gasped, biting her lip.

" You smell fucking great. " Derek whispered, biting on her earlobe as he began to finger fuck her.

" Must be my shampoo, " Anastasia said, moaning against him. " You haven't told me your name. " He said.

" It's not necessary. " She said and he hummed, increasing his pace at every stroke as he sucked on her breast leaving her moaning loud.

When he finally pulled out, Anastasia exhaled, opening her eyes and she watched him lick his hand and then he kissed her, allowing her to taste herself. He led them to the bed.

He laid her on it, his mouth, kissing every part of her body, and when he finally pulled away. He undid his belt and pulled down his pants.

Derek unzipped her skirt and took it off her together with her thong, leaving her stark naked and Anastasia watched with heavy breaths as he pulled his brief. She moved a hand and began to stroke him.

He groaned deeply, pressing his hands at both sides of her head and he leaned his head against hers.

Their heavy breaths and moaning were the only thing that could be heard in the room as he finally thrust into her.