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What the fuck am I doing?
I push off of her, instantly coming to my feet. “I, I can’t do this.” Her eyes go wide, my cock aching to go inside the perfect circle of her mouth as she lays back in shock, tits out, and nipples pointing up at me. But I shake my head. “I can’t.”
And just like that I’m gone. Out of the den and up the stairs so fucking quick, locking myself in my bedroom. I slam my head back against the door cursing myself for giving into temptation.
This is going to be a long ass week.
ChapterSeven
CHLOE
Shit. Shit. Shit.
I ran up the stairs and to my room hoping Zane didn’t see me as he trailed after me. I can’t believe I almost gave myself away.
Jumping into my bed, my body aches with need from what I just witnessed. From what I was doing as I watched.
I didn’t get to finish. I was so close but then I moaned aloud and Zane heard me. I think about grabbing the vibrator I packed, a gift from a bachelorette party I was invited to last year.
I’ve never used it but carry it with me everywhere afraid my mom or one of her maids will find it.
Maybe I’ll wait a while, at least until Avery’s in bed. Avery, fuck, I can’t believe I was watching her get finger fucked by Zane. It was so fucking hot, and the scary part is I’m not sure whose moans I was more turned on by.
I hear a noise outside my door, so I quickly turn and pretend I’m asleep, pulling the covers up to my neck. I hear the door creak open and for a second I think it’s Zane making sure I’m in bed and wasn’t the one watching him and Avery on the couch. But then I hear the door close and lock.
Fuck.
I feel my bed dip as if another body is climbing on, and I tremble in anticipation.
“You don’t have to pretend to be sleeping Chlo, it’s me,” Avery whispers against my ear and I’m so relieved it’s her and not Zane.
I turn and find she’s moved to straddle me over the covers, her hair wild and messy, her lipstick slightly smeared over her lips. She looks so fucking beautiful. So sexy and tempting. God this crush is only getting stronger by the day.
Her tongue peeks out to lick her lips. “I saw you watching us, Chloe. Tell me babe, did you enjoy yourself?” she teases, her gaze focused on me. There is something about the way she’s looking at me almost as if me watching her turned her on as much as it did me.
“I couldn’t look away,” I whisper, my voice lodged in my throat. “I know we agreed I’d watch and see how you’d flirt and tease him, but I just couldn't look away after he started…”
“Fingering me,” she finishes for me.
“Yes,” I whimper.Oh God, what am I doing?
“Tell me Chloe, have you ever been fingered?” she asks, and immediately I shake my head.
“Only by myself, sometimes. Only I don’t think I’m doing it right.”
She grins wide. “Well then, looks like you’re in for another lesson.”
I try to sit up but her body over me keeps me in place. “Wha-What do you mean?” My voice quivers in anticipation.
She leans forward slightly. “I mean, lucky for you, I’m great at it. I can’t go a day without masturbating. Preferably I use a toy but nothing compares to someone else’s fingers.”
“Every day?” I ask in a barely audible whisper. Avery simply nods, her tongue coming out to lick her lips again. Before I know it, she pulls back the covers, moving to settle in between my legs. “What are you doing Avery?” I ask, unbelieving what’s about to happen.
“Shh, don’t worry about it Chlo. Just enjoy it.” She quickly tugs my shorts down, revealing my light blue panties. A look I have never seen flashes over her eyes as she bites down on her bottom lip. “I’ve seen the way you look at me Chloe. I’ve seen the way you react when I get close to you.”
Her hands grip the waistband of my panties, moving slowly to pull them off. My body gains a mind of its own as I lift my hips allowing her the space to tug them off. She slips them all the way down before throwing them on the bed beside us.
Avery uses her hands to push my legs apart wider, my pussy now in full view. I’ve never been this exposed. No one has ever seen me this way. Even in the darkness I can see my arousal gleaming as she parts my lips. “Avery, please,” I whimper, but I’m not sure what it is I’m pleading for.
