“Sure, you know where it is.” I nod, not glancing up from the screen.
I save everything and close out of Lightroom, then I make sure it saved to the cloud and close that too. I have backups of the original files, but I don’t want to lose all the work I did today.
Then I lock and shut off my computer, squinting and blinking a few times to let my eyes adjust. I should probably be wearing blue light glasses, but oh well.
“Hi, Frisky, how are you?” Cari is talking to my dog. Well, mine, and my roommates, Liz and Rachel.
“He probably wants dinner, lemme make sure Liz or Rach didn’t already do it.” I look around the room for my phone. I like to keep it away from my desk so I can focus on work.
“There’s already food in his bowl. I think he’s just happy to see me,” Cari calls back.
I walk out into the living room and see her sitting on the floor petting Frisky. When Cari used to come over more, they used to hang out a lot. Frisky would lie on her lap during movie nights and sometimes go on walks with us. I feel bad that he doesn’t have that anymore, but it’s for the best. The last time Cari and I got too close, it almost ended badly for both of us.
“I can hang here if you’re still working?” Cari smiles, looking up. Her blue eyes blink at me behind oversized lashes and eyeshadow.
“Nah, I’m done.” I take a seat on the couch across from them, but Frisky barely looks at me. That’s fair. I haven’t been around much today.
Cari bends over to hug Frisky, and I can see down the front of her dress. Her breasts are spilling out, pushing against the buttons. She’s all dressed up, having come from an influencer event just a few blocks away. When she texted to ask to come over, I almost said no, but right above it was the video she sent me the other day. And just glancing at it made me horny as hell.
“Max?” Cari says my name, and I clear my throat, clearly caught leering at her.
“Yeah?”
“Like what you see?” Cari smirks, and I groan internally. I hate how well she reads me. It’s like she knows what she does to me.
I glance down the hall and listen for a second to see if my roommates are home. I want to know how loud we can be. I don’t hear anything, which means they are probably out. I get up, and pull Cari in for a kiss, her sweet lipgloss sticking to my lips. She moans lightly in my mouth when I tug on her bottom lip with my teeth.
I pull back to help her stand and walk her to my bedroom. Frisky retreats to his usual spot under the coffee table. I close the bedroom door behind us as she sits on the edge of my bed and kicks off her heels.
“I guess you liked what you saw.” Cari giggles, and I smile. When she is happy, it’s so easy to fall for her.
“Sit on the bed, I want to do something.” I glance behind me at the mirror on the back of my door and grab a pillow from my bed. I toss it on the ground in front of her, and she looks at me with a raised eyebrow.
“I want you to watch yourself, watch us in the mirror.” I nod toward the mirror and she blushes.
“Okay.” She’s sitting on the bed, wearing sheer black tights.
I stand between her thighs and lean forward to kiss her. Her body melts into mine instantly. Her hands reach for my body, but I ignore them. I want to devour her. I’m in the mood to eat and make her scream for me. It’s rare that we have no roommates at home, and we can be as loud as we want. But when Cari is loud, she’s like my own personal OnlyFans.
It’s sexy as hell. I unbutton the front of her dress and her white lace bra peeks out, her pink nipples already poking through. I groan as I kiss her neck, nibbling lightly and licking slowly.
“Mmm,” Cari hums in my ear.
“I want you to be as loud as you want. No one’s here tonight,” I tell her with a smirk.
I kiss slowly down the front of her chest as I tug down the straps of her dress and unbutton as far as I can. The buttons stop halfway to her stomach, and the fabric falls to the floor.
The bra she’s wearing is barely covering anything. I press my lips to the lace, and she moans. I reach behind her and unhook her bra and toss it aside. Taking her nipple in my mouth, I suck on it hard and she gasps, grabbing the back of my head. She tangles her fingers through my hair and tugs on the ends. The harder I bite, the harder she pulls.
I use my free hand to run my fingers over her pussy. Through the thin tights, and an even thinner pair of panties, I can feel how wet she is already. I cup her pussy and the heat radiating from her is vast. I drop to my knees on the pillow. I’m not nineteen anymore; I need to save my knees for work.
“Fuck, you’re so wet already, aren’t you?” I pull back and look up at her.
“Yes.” She groans.
“Why don’t I help take care of that then?” I tug her tights down her legs, they’re skin tight as she lifts her legs over my shoulders to get them off. I kiss down her thighs and legs, tossing them on the floor. Her white thong matches her bra.
Cari moans and gasps when my lips touch her pussy through the lace.
