"Pierce?" Otti asked my name, a pout in her voice.
My eyes left Otti's perfect body to look at her perfect eyes.
"f***k me," I rushed out. "Take my co.ck out and ride me. Right now."
Otti giggled at the desperation in my voice.
"Tell me what I want to know then," she said.
"What?" I asked, feeling dazed.
"Why did you throw our friendship away?" She cooed as her hands went to the button of my jeans.
"I-I had t-to," I stuttered.
Then Otti reached into my jeans to grab my co.ck. A low groan left my lips as my eyes fluttered shut. Otti pulled me out of my jeans, teasing the head of my co.ck.
"What does that mean? You had to," she asked softly.
When I didn't reply, Otti moved one of my hands from her a.ss to those three little buttons. My body reacted on its own. I snapped those butto
