Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 73930 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 370(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73930 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 370(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
Autumn doesn’t pull away or tell him she’s ready to declare her undying love for me and only me. Instead, she kisses him back, and I get to sit here and watch it all happen right in front of me.
What the actual fuck?
Whatever happened to bro code? Sure, I haven’t seen Trevor in years, but surely some sense of loyalty or honor should exist. Why would he encourage me to kiss Autumn, only to do the same thing right after me?
Unless he didn’t plan to, and he just couldn’t resist. I can understand that, but still — fuck.
Their kiss seems to go on forever, but then it’s over before I fully begin seething. Autumn is wide eyed, and looks dizzy even though she’s sitting down. “That was unexpected,” she says, her voice all breathy.
“Which part?” Trevor asks.
“Everything. All of this.” She gestures around her.
“Do you want to continue?” he asks.
I’m on the verge of telling him to fuck off when, to my complete shock, Autumn turns back to me, her eyes on my lips, and comes at me for another kiss. Is she choosing me after sampling us both? My emotions, which usually fit within a fairly narrow range, are going back and forth from highs to lows like a bouncing ball.
This time is different from the first. More intense. Not desperate or passionate, but heading in that direction. She puts her hand on the back of my neck and pulls us closer together. Her tongue slips between my lips and I meet it with mine, the contact sending a spark up the length of my spine.
As we continue, I forget all about Trevor, but then she’s pulling away and turning back to him. She’s going to keep kissing both of us, and it’s too much to process. This isn’t how I want things to be, but it’s also better than not kissing her at all. If it’s this or nothing, I’ll take this every single time.
We go one more round, but the next time she’s kissing Trevor, he pulls her onto his lap, making me wish I’d been the one to do that. My lack of moves is regrettable, and I’m sure my inexperience is glaringly obvious, especially when I’m competing with a male stripper.
But are we competing? I really don’t know. Autumn doesn’t seem like the type who would pit two men against each other, and maybe she’s as stunned as I am about how this night is going, but she’s clearly enjoying herself, so I guess that’s all that matters.
She’s enjoying herself more and more, in fact, as she starts to squirm in Trevor’s lap. She’s straddling him, her knees on either side of his legs, their bodies pressing together as they kiss. His hands are on her hips, encouraging her to move against him, and I can’t fucking watch, but I also can’t look away, even when a low groan comes from her throat.
His hands slide down to cup her ass and he grinds her body against his, turning her groan into a moan. Then she’s whimpering, and I have to look away because it doesn’t seem right to stare as my friend and coworker has an orgasm while making out with my former chess teammate.
Instead, I stare, unseeing, at the wall in front of me, and then at the ceiling above me. It doesn’t go on for long, but it seems like an eternity before her cries of pleasure fade away.
For someone who’s never had sex, she sure got there quickly and easily. I didn’t think it worked that way for women.
When I finally dare to look their way again, Trevor is rubbing her back and smiling at her. “How did that feel?” he asks.
It’s a dumb question. Even from her profile alone, it’s clear it felt great, and I wish like hell I’d been the one to get her off.
Before she can answer him, the sound of a car door outside has her scrambling off of his lap and straightening her dress, which had ridden up nearly to her ass. Trevor pulls a pillow over his lap, and I slide closer to the edge of the couch as the three of us exchange looks.
Lindsey and Kelly come in, and even though I’ve never met them, I know who is who just from having heard Autumn talk about them. Autumn introduces the two women to me, and I’m reminded that they already know Trevor from when he was here last night stripping for all of them.
With wide eyes and arched brows, the roommates look from Autumn to Trevor to me, and back again. Their expressions of disbelief are so extreme, it’s almost comedic.
“What are you all doing here?” Lindsey asks.
“Just hanging out,” Autumn says with a false tone of pleasantness.
Her two roommates gape for another moment before they finally exit up the stairs.