When her hand traveled down to feel just how she affected me, I couldn’t contain the groan. “Blair,” I breathed.
She chuckled softly as she licked the side of my neck and continued her soft caress of my clit. “Hmm?” she hummed.
“I’m not going to last much longer if you keep doing that,” I panted.
Clearly she didn’t care, because her hand didn’t stop, and I could feel the orgasm building. It had been building for months, but a few touches from her, and it was going to come crashing down.
I should’ve stopped this in the car. I should not have followed her inside, but I couldn’t find it in me to regret it.
Right before that blissful peak, she slowed down and inserted one finger a few times before inserting two.
“Oh my God!” I moaned when she simultaneously pumped in and out of me and rubbed my clit with her thumb. She increased her speed and pressure until my tits were bouncing and she was fucking me senseless. I guess she was working out some frustration. With the intensity at which she fucked me, I was going to explode.
“Blair!” Her name came out in a euphoric cry as my orgasm came crashing out, and she didn’t stop until I was a limp mess.
She gave me one last kiss before she fell onto the bed next to me. “Well, that’s one way to say goodnight,” she whispered in between breaths.
“I’d say so. Shit, Kenzie is going to kill me if she ever finds out about this.” I groaned, remembering I had just broken my promise.
She laughed. “Why? Isn’t she getting married?” She sat up suddenly. “Oh my God! Do you have some sort of poly relationship with them? Did I break some rule?”
I laughed. “No. Fallon is like my sister. I would never go there. No, it’s … it’s stupid. Forget it.”
She turned to me. “What is it?”
I sat up and sighed. “I’m not supposed to be having sex.” I rolled my eyes, not believing I was about to share this with her. “This is so stupid… Two years ago, my ex of three years and I broke up. I had been taking it kind of hard and sleeping around. A lot. And drinking. A lot. We had our closure and she’s with someone else now and living in New York, and I’m happy for her. It’s just been hard. She was all I knew for so long. I guess I should’ve seen the signs that we weren’t meant to be, you know? I mean, we were on and off our whole relationship. We always fought about the dumbest things. Anyway, Mackenzie had this great idea that I needed to ban myself fromsex in order to find myself or whatever.” I shrugged. “Look how well that turned out.”
She blushed. “I’m sorry I broke your ban. It was one time, though. She doesn’t have to know you fell off the wagon, as long as you get back on it again… if that’s what you want.”
“Do you want me to get back on the wagon?” I asked, caressing her leg. I hoped she would say no, because after this night, with her, I had no intention of looking at another wagon again.
“Well—” She stopped when the doorbell rang. “Shit.”
Chapter Twenty
Blair
“Shit, shit! That’s probably Cara.”I started frantically looking for our clothes.
I had to get rid of her before she saw Drea. This was so not good.
“Uhh… okay. You stay in here and do not make a sound! I’m going to get rid of her.” I threw on a robe and fled out of the room, not waiting for a response.
I almost stumbled when I saw the trail of clothes we left in our lust-filled haze. A blush crept up my neck at the images of how they got there in the first place, but another ring of my doorbell quickly dismissed any lingering throbbing I felt.
“Shit,” I whispered, rubbing my face. What was I thinking?!
I fixed my hair and cleared my throat, taking a deep breath before opening the door.
Cara was standing there with a smile, completely oblivious to the chaos that her arrival had ensued within me. I had to play it cool and pray that Drea listened to me and stayed in the bedroom. Cara needed to go, or else she would receive a deliciously naked surprise.
“Cara! Hey, what’s up?” I sounded as if I was hiding something from her, which I was, but I didn’t want my voice to betray that.
She narrowed her brows. “Hey, are you okay?” She leaned around me and took in the hot mess of my house and grinned. “Am I interrupting something?”
I blushed a few shades of red, following her gaze behind me and praying Drea wasn’t standing there. Relief washed over me when I only saw my empty living room. “Actually yes. Can I help you?”
“I was just coming by to check on you. After the storm the other night, I wanted to make sure you were okay, but clearly I wasn’t the only one. Who’s in there?”
