Her brows raise. “Naturally. You’re an athlete.”
I inhale. “So, when I agreed to let you train me…” I widen my eyes to see if her drunk mind can piece it together.
She tilts her head. “You pushed yourself over the edge?”
I nod, gesturing my hand to encourage her to keep going. She looks at my hand and says, “Are we playing charades?”
I nod. “Keep going.”
“Okay, so you pushed yourself over the edge because…”
I nod, encouraging her.
“You like hanging out with me?”
I nod again, gesturing my hand faster.
“Because…” she trails off, looking into my eyes. “I’m like the bestest friend you’ve ever had.”
I nod, trying to get her to say more.
“And?”
I keep nodding.
She deflates. “You’re going to have to say it yourself because I don’t know.”
“Cecily,” I say. “I know what this is, what we agreed to. I also remember what you said earlier––fuck.” I hear a truck in the driveway.
“What?”
“The guys are home.”
She shoots up to her feet and says, “Can we prank them?”
I shrug. “And do what?”
She starts pacing, trying to think. Then she covers her mouth. “Let’s pretend we’re hooking up in Scott’s bed.”
I scoff. “What?”
Her eyes widen. “How mad would you be if you came home and Scott was in your bed with a girl?”
She reaches for me and pulls my shirt off. “We’ll keep the rest of our clothes on. Come on!”
We run out of my bedroom, shut the door, and then I point at Scott’s room. We run in, and I close the door behind us. I listen for the front door, and we both rush to his unmade bed.
She rests on all fours and points behind her. I pull her ass to my dick, enjoying the feeling of her against me.
Fuck, I wish this were real. I glance at her smiling face and gently place my hands on her hips. It takes everything in me not to roam my fingers across her backside.
She lets out a loud, dramatic moan, and it takes everything in me not to laugh. I pinch the bridge of my nose, listening for footsteps down the hall. There aren’t any yet, so I take the moment to admire her. Fuck, I can’t help it. I start rubbing her side.
She smacks my hands and whispers, “Focus!”
I start thrusting against her, and the fake moan turns into a soft sigh as she rubs her ass against me.
I lean down and whisper, “You’re so naughty.”
