Page 71 of Shattered Pieces

“I guess I got used to Faith in my bed.”

“Most likely. You can sneak in whenever you need to. I kind of like it,” I chuckled, pulling back when she leaned in to kiss me. “I meant I liked cuddling, not that I’m into you.”

She groaned, sounding genuinely pained. “I know. I just think we’d both benefit from a little bit of an orgasm.”

I huffed out a laugh, poking her ribs gently. “I bet you do. I’m just not into girls, Bryant. I don’t even know the first thing about fucking them, so you’d get zero orgasms from me.”

“I usually do the fucking, but I can show you how to do it. You can close your eyes and pretend I’m a guy when I get you off, I won’t even take offense,” she offered, hesitating before lifting her hand to my face. “Please?”

“It’s a bad idea.” As much as a good orgasm would be nice, I wasn’t sure how to feel about getting one from Lexi, and I really didn’t want to feed her delusion about us being together in here.

What if she caught feelings for me too? I’d never love her back, and it would destroy the friendship we’d built.

“I can get us both off. You don’t have to do anything,” she said quickly, not understanding my issue.

“I don’t want to ruin this by giving you false hope of it being something,” I explained, her hand moving to my waist.

“I promise not to fall in love with you,” she joked, leaning closer but stopping before her lips could touch mine. “I also promise we can stop if you really don’t like it. Can I please touch you?”

My heartbeat spiked as she toyed with the waistband of my pants, but she didn’t go any further, waiting for my answer. The guys had all said this was a good idea, so I knew they’d be okay with it. There was no chance of me falling for her, and I trusted her with my body. I just wasn’t sure how to feel about messing around with a girl.

It would feel good, surely, and I’d probably come fast too since I hadn’t even touched myself to make up for the lack of sex I was having.

“I don’t know what to do,” I mumbled, her fingers continuing to toy with the waistband.

“I’ll guide you. I’ll get you off first.”

“Okay, but if I say stop⁠—”

“Stop is a full sentence, which I understand. If you’re uncomfortable or don’t like something, just say it. I’ll look after you,” she replied, and I nodded, nerves hitting me as she slid her hand into my panties.

Her lips were soft on mine as she lightly rubbed my clit. Even with my eyes closed, I was very aware it was a girl touching me. Her scent, skin, and lips felt nothing like any of the guys’, but it wasn’t bad or anything.

The pace was slow, helping me to relax as she slowly teased me. When my wounds started hurting from being pressed into the bed, she insisted I roll onto my back.

Being naked around her in the shower block was very different to her stripping us both, and I felt like I did that first night with Caden. I didn't know what to do with my hands, whether I was supposed to do anything or just lie there.

Was I meant to grab her boob or something? What did the guys do to me all the time?

“Stop thinking,” she whispered, moving between my legs as she braced above me, her long blonde hair tickling my chest and face as I peered up at her.

“Am I supposed to do anything?” I grumbled, feeling stupid.

“No, but you can touch me, if you want.”

“But how? This was a dumb idea,” I answered, feeling my face heat. Why the fuck had I agreed to this?

“It’s not dumb. You’ll feel really good in a minute,” she promised, leaning down to kiss my neck as her fingers toyed with my pussy, her other arm moving to the bed beside my head to brace herself. My breath hitched as she eased a finger inside, her thumb lightly rubbing against my clit. “Close your eyes for me.”

I did as she said, feeling my body waking up more. It was hard to get turned on by someone you weren’t attracted to, but the feeling of her finger inside me was definitely helping.

I lifted a hand without opening my eyes, sliding it around her side and down to her waist. Her skin was so soft, and I moved my hand lower before pausing on her abdomen.

Her lips felt good on my skin, and I lifted my hips slightly for more as she added a second finger.

“Faster,” I said quietly, unsure if she took requests or not, but she did as instructed as her teeth gently sank into my throat with a soft moan like she enjoyed me bossing her around.

Curiosity got the better of me and I moved my hand between her legs, finding her soaked. Did I play with her clit to start like she did with mine? She was super wet, so she probably didn’t need the warm-up that I did.