I almost come to the girl’s aid. Bri should cherish her little sister because life can change drastically in the blink of an eye. I wish Cole were here to get on my fucking nerves. Lilah sits beside me.
“I can suck your dick and make you come in under five minutes.”
My dick doesn’t even twitch at her proclamation.
Before I can respond to her comment, Cin walks through the front door with her bitch ass boyfriend. Gone are the baggy unflattering clothes she usually sports. She’s wearing a tight low-cut black shirt, a mini denim skirt, and thigh-high boots. Her beautiful hair flows around her. Lilah is still talking at my side, but I don’t know what the fuck she’s saying. The pair walk over to their friends.
“Are you listening to me?” Lilah asks.
“No.”
“Fuck you,” she replies, leaving the sectional.
Well at least she got the hint, unlike Bri. Cin hasn’t glanced my way since she walked through the fucking door. Trevor drags her to the middle of the living room where several couples are dancing. She wraps her arms around his neck. His hands grip the cuff of her ass cheeks. Their bodies meld together as they move to the sensual beat of the music.
She laughs when he whispers something in her ear, then his mouth latches onto hers. I want to be the one to incite her laughter. I feel my anger rising.
Why do I feel this way? She means nothing to me. Fuck, I was living in a world of turmoil before relocating here. Guilt was my sole emotion, but now I’m starting to feel something else entirely. That’s not fair to Cole. Thoughts of him should always be in the forefront of my mind. Once I graduate, Cin won’t matter anymore. The likelihood of me seeing her again will be slim, and I’ll be able to go back to my pathetic existence. I’m going to prove she doesn’t mean a damn thing to me. I’m tired of self-induced orgasms, anyway. My eyes scan the room until they land on Lilah. She’s talking with a group of girls near the kitchen. Hopefully her offer still stands.I walk up to her.
“Let’s go upstairs,” I say, effectively ending their conversation.
A wide smile spreads across her lips as her eyes light up.
“Sure.”
I grab her wrist, pulling her past Cin and Trevor and up the stairs. When we reach the top, I spot Bri coming down the hall.
“What the fuck is this?”
She glances from my hand circled around Lilah’s wrist to my face.
“Lilah offered to suck my dick and make me come in less than five minutes.”
Bri’s face scrunches in fury. “Bitch!”
“He’s not your boyfriend.”
“I can suck your dick better than she can,” Bri announces.
“You both can suck my dick,” I suggest.
“I’m game. Are you?” Bri arches her eyebrow.
“Absolutely. Lead the way,” Lilah answers.
Bri turns on her heel. We follow her down the hall to a door on the right. She pushes it open, and we follow behind her. My eyes roam around the room when she flicks on the light. This must be her bedroom. I release Lilah’s wrist to walk over to the bed. I tug my jeans and boxers down to my ankles before sitting.
“Are instructions needed?” I ask when neither of them makes a move.
Lilah sits beside me while Bri kneels between my legs. Lilah strokes my length until it’s at full mast.
“You’re so big,” Lilah says in amazement.
I lie back against the mattress, folding my hands behind my head. I moan when Lilah’s mouth begins to move up and down on my dick. Bri rotates between massaging and sucking my balls. I close my eyes, imagining it’s Cin who’s sucking my dick. Lilah wasn’t fucking kidding. She sucks dick like a fucking porn star. How does a high school girl learn how to deep throat? I hear a low creak and crack my eyes open to peer towards the door that was left slightly ajar. I see Cin’s shocked face, but she doesn’t leave. Instead, she watches. Her eyes roam over the scene until they meet mine.
“Shit!” I shout, my cum shooting down Lilah’s throat.
Damn, she made me come in less than five minutes like she claimed she could.
