“Rub that pretty pussy for me,” I murmured. “Oh, baby, I know you can go faster.”
I wanted to eat her out so badly, but last time I had ever tried something like that with another girl, she’d pushed me away and told me that I sucked at it, which was why I usually just fucked my partner’s throat on live. If I did it with Athena and screwed it all up …
I’d never live that down.
Knowing her, she’d tell me that I was great at it so she wouldn’t hurt my feelings.
“I want you a desperate, fuckable little mess, choking on my cock,” I growled, “trying to pull away as I thrust it deeper into you, holding on to your hair so you can’t go anywhere. Eat your pussy until it’s crying all over me.”
The pressure grew higher inside me, my abdomen tightening when I thought of making my best friend a dirty little slut just for me.
The thought of her perfect, innocent face, absolutely fucking destroyed every night.
Her grinning up at me with a face full of cum …
Except I hadn’t had a chance to cover it yet. All I wanted was to fill up her tight hole.
She was the only woman I’d ever come inside of, and that was the only place I would put my cum unless she begged. And even then, it was so hard to pull out of her once I slipped myself in. She felt too good.
I scanned the comments again and nearly froze when I saw Nadia’s name pop up on the screen.
Fuck.
CHAPTER
TEN
ATHENA
“So, how’s it going with Charlie?” Heather asked, eyeing me down.
Heather, Sierra, Sun, Evelyn, and I sat in the middle of Carnegie Coffee Shop—a cute café just outside the city. Usually, they closed at six in the evening, but they had an event tonight and decided to stay open for a couple more hours.
I inhaled the scent of coffee and sipped my iced tea, thinking about Charlie yesterday.
“Good,” I said with a smile. “We went to mini-golf last night.”
Heather wiggled her brows. “Not monster mini-golf.”
“Monster mini-golf?” Sun asked, brows furrowed all innocently. “What do you—oh.”
“She means his big dick.” Sierra giggled.
Sun’s cheeks reddened, and I snickered because this was a perfect opportunity to get our conversation off Charlie and me and onto Sun and the person—people?—that she was seeing. Besides, I didn’t know how to answer any questions about us anymore.
Before, I could say that we were just friends, but we were really more than that now.
“Sun surely knows about monster cocks,” I hummed. “Don’t you, Sun?”
“And nice titties.” Heather giggled.
“Guys!” Sun cried, slinking down in her seat. “Keep it down.”
Sierra leaned forward and sipped her hot chocolate, a silver collar glimmering around her neck. “Spill the tea. We want to know what happened when you went to Radiant the other night!”
Sun shot me a playful glare for turning the conversation to her, then bit back a smile. “It was, um, good.”
“I heard through the grapevine that you got dicked down.”
