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Awakenings
I tried to ignore her as I looked through the drawers for a pair of sweat pants, but she wouldn’t let it go. She starts then with the “Ya know B the three of us could have a little fun if you’re that wound up, nothing like some boom boom to relieve the tension.”
I ignore her, smiling as sweetly as I could, knowing that the colour in my face was reddening and I ask her what she really wants.
“Nothing… I just thought ya might fancy a few rounds in the gym with me.”
I couldn’t stop my mouth from talking, by the time my brain caught up it was too late, I’d already said it; “Why? Hasn’t the jiggy with Lady C relieved your tension?” I should learn to think before I speak, but she’s laid there on my bed smelling sweetly of sweat and sex, my brain wasn’t working.
She got up off the bed and went to the door I think her brain hadn’t engaged either as she told me that no-one could satisfy her like I could. That was me instant squishy all over again; I had to take another shower. If this kept up people would start to think I had an obsessive compulsive disorder.
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Faith’s p.o.v
I think, no I know, having a little teasing fun with B is a definite no no. How the fuck does she still do that to me?
I knew when I saw her in the room all wet wrapped in that little tiny towel, I should have turned straight back round and left, but no not me. One minute I’m standing in the doorway concentrating so hard on not drooling then the next I’m sprawled out all over her bed gawping at her. Least I didn’t act on the naughty thoughts running through my head, what I wouldn’t have given to just grab her, whip off the towel and taste every inch of her nakedness. The only thing stopping me was Lara sleeping down the hall, which Buffy cleverly remind me of.
I’m so fucked up.
I have Lara and everything that goes with her, she trust me, she has Faith in me (no pun intended) Yet I’m still lusting after B like a dog in heat. It’s not that I want to settle down with B anymore it’s just that, well I never had her in the biblical sense. The though of her naked beneath me sharing our bodies intimately, her calling my name as she has the best orgasm of her life.
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