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“Fuck, I… I… was an… escort. At a club.” My body was limp against his. I wanted to come more than I wanted to breathe.
“A club? A sex club? Did you fuck men for money?” He fucked my pussy with his thick fingers until tears filled corners of my eyes. Then stopped.
Irate, I squirmed, “Yes, yes, I fucked them for money. Women, too. Please make me come.” He gently resumed the in and out motion but pulled out and worked my clit again.
“You are kinky. That makes me so fucking hard. You’re a good girl for sharing that with me. Did they make you come??” My head fell back against his hard chest, and I cried out. The climax ebbing and stretching deep inside my pelvis. Now Judas knew exactly what I was. It didn’t take long for him to figure it out, either. I was a bad, kinky girl, and I wanted it all.
“They made me come. I’m a bad girl.” I gasped, hovering over the precipice again.
“Yeah, you’re right. You are a bad girl.” He plunged two thick fingers inside of me and I ground against them.
“Yes! Yes!” His fingers circled and darted.
“I sure they can’t make you come like me. You wanna come, angel? Come. Come for me now.” The moment he told me to come, I did. And every nerve in my clit fired, sending waves of pleasure through my insides. My walls convulsed around his fingers, clenching and spasming. I gushed into his hand, and he ripped back the blanket to watch me spill.
My light shorts were drenched. He kissed my neck. “You are so fucking sexy. That was so fucking beautiful.” My body replete. I looked over to Jeno’s sleeping body, but he was gone.
Oh, shit.
I couldn’t even believewhat I was seeing.
At first, I thought I was dreaming. Then I realised I was in the middle of the living room. Alyssa’s moans must have woken me. I didn’t stay around to see the show. I got up and left as quietly as possible. I didn’t go to my room. I walked outside and called Juniper.
She showed up in record time. It was late, and I assumed she wouldn’t pick up. She pulled up in her Jetta, the bass blasting. I opened the door, got in and stared straight forward.
“Damn, you look like you saw a ghost. Are you okay?” She placed her hand on my knee and I looked at her. Her dreadlocks were piled in a messy bun on top of her head. Her dark brown skin glowed, and I wanted to smell it, maybe even lick it.
“Yeah, I saw a ghost alright. Please, just drive.” I sat back, relieved I wasn’t alone.
This was a twisted situation.
Juniper’s apartment wassmall, but it was beachfront. I think it was called a studio, since her bed was in the middle of it.
It smelled of incense and patchouli, and her decorative style was beachy meets boho. Clothes piled everywhere. It was cozy.
“You can stay, I don’t mind.” She gave me a mischievous smile, her eyes always expressing her moods. She also had an incredible body that I was very attracted to. Thick and curvy in all the right places. That’s what Judas would say. The corner built-in bookshelf near her bed was filled with books and surrounded by bean bags and pillows. I sat down on a beanbag and ran my fingers over the spines.
Juniper joined me, “Are you going to tell me, or am I supposed to act like this never happened?” I shook my head and let my face fall.
“Okay, fine. I’m here when you’re ready.” She sat cross-legged and pulled out a hardcover book entitled Need to Know Astrology.
“What’s her sign? Your Dad’s fiancé, Alyssa, right?” She scanned the pages.
“I have no idea what her astrology sign is, but I knew she’s a slut.” I pushed my glasses up on my face.
“You shouldn’t say that. Just because a woman enjoys sex, doesn’t mean she’s a slut. That term is degrading.” Juniper’s demeanour instantly changed.
“I’m sorry… I know. I just mean, she’s definitely cheating on my dad.” I sat forward, shaking her knee. She smiled.
“Well, that’s a different story. Who is he?” She waited, eyes wide. I rubbed my forehead, then removed my glasses.
“Wait, is that why…” she gasped and slammed her hand over her mouth. I nodded.
“Your brother?” She spoke. I nodded again. She shook her head in disbelief but started talking about astrology instead. It wasn’t something I knew much about, but when she talked about it, she became very passionate. It made her look even more beautiful.
“So, you just blame everything happening to us on the planets and constellations?” I ran a hand through my hair.
“Yup, pretty much.” She shrugged and lit a candle.
