Page 87 of The Beach


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He smirks. “Call me stud again tonight.”

Then he licks sloppily up the side of my face, pushes off the bed, and swaggers out of the room. The pillow I throw hits the wall just as I hear the outer door close behind him.

And then I let out another girly squeal. Sue me.

???

Lucy:Piper, OMG, I just had the hottest most amazing sex of my life!

Piper:You keep saying that, LOL. Every time.

Lucy:Because it just keeps getting better! Seriously, Noah is a sexual savant or something, I don’t know how he keeps topping himself.

Lucy:Ok, well he tops me ;-) ;-)

Lucy:Even when he’s on the bottom he tops, LOL! ;-)

Lucy:But you know what I mean

Piper: … typing

… typing

Lucy:He did this thing with his tongue this time that was … ugh! I can’t even describe it.

Piper:Good, let’s keep it that way. I don’t need details.

Lucy:Let’s just say I was a waterfall

Piper:??

Lucy:GUSHING!

Piper:OMG. Stop!!

Lucy:LOL!

Lucy:Seriously though, he keeps blowing my mind.

Piper: … typing

Lucy:And I blow other things, haha!

Piper:There it is! I’m not sure it’s a good thing that I knew exactly what you were about to say. You’ve dragged my mind to the gutter along with yours!

Piper:I really don’t need to hear anything else … but I’m happy for you, Luce.

Lucy:Thanks, P. ?

Lucy:Keep this to yourself though, k? His ego’s already getting too big.

Piper:Gotcha

Piper:Dinner on Friday? I assume Noah is working the late shift too, with Aidan?

Lucy:Yeah, that works.

Piper:My place? I’ll see if Steph can join. That is if you can wait on dinner until 8:00 pm when the library closes.