I left Serena’s bedroom on shaky legs, her p***y still dripping with my load, the taste of her tongue coffee, sin, and satisfaction burned into my mouth.
My heart hammered like I’d run a sprint. I ducked into the actual bathroom this time, splashed ice-cold water on my face, stared at the mirror: cheeks flushed, pupils blown, lips swollen. Tried to wipe the smirk off my face and pretend I hadn’t just railed my best friend’s mom until she begged.
Downstairs, Lila was still buried in her calculus textbook, earbuds blasting, pencil flying across graph paper. She didn’t even look up when I dropped into the chair beside her.
“Took you forever,” she muttered, tugging one bud out. “What, you get lost again?”
I forced a chuckle. “Yeah. Your house is ridiculous.”
We jumped back into derivativ
