the bed with Lily when I enter the room.
“How was it?” Lily asks before I can get a single word out. That damn Irelyn. Now these biotches are going to gang up on me.
“Look at that blush,” Irelyn instigates.
“You two are the nosiest biotches ever,” I say, flopping on the bed next to them. “He gave me his cock, I came, the end.” I leave out the part about how he managed to make me horny again before sending me on my way.
“Yeah, and you’re no fun,” Lily rebukes. “You’re leaving out all the juicy details. I would tell you all about my nasty sex with Asher, but I’m sure you don’t want to hear that.”
“Ewww. No way. TMI, Lily. I don’t need that mental image in my head.”
“See? Just because I can’t share doesn’t mean you can’t. That man is sex on a stick. Just curious if it’s all just looks or if he can walk the walk too.”
“I already know the answer to that question,” Irelyn teases. Lily pinches her. “What? I’ve known her way longer. That was one of the first questions I asked when she started tapping that.”
“Hush, Irelyn. You are such a dude sometimes. Women don’t tap anything. We don’t have dicks,” Lily retorts. She then looks at me, waiting for the deets.
“Okay fine. Yes. He’s the total package. He gorgeous, he has a massive, beautiful cock, and he knows how to use it. The man is both talented and blessed,” I conclude.
“Jesus woman. I see why you’re all over that,” Lily jokes.
“Mhmm,” Irelyn agrees. “I’m surprised you came back. I would have ridden the brakes off that. I love you, but he would have had to pry me off.”
“Who says he didn’t?” I ask Irelyn. “He actually encouraged me to spend some girl time with you before you left, even though I had planned to anyway.”
“He’s definitely growing on me,” she admits. Yeah, me too. It’s impossible to just walk away and be his friend again after the mind-blowing orgasms and all the sweetness from him. I won’t chase him, but just maybe I’m open to being caught if he wants me. I don’t want to get ahead of myself. There’s no reason to believe things will progress past the sex this weekend. No expectations equal no disappointments.
We spend the night gossiping about the sorority girls back on campus, my ideas for the book, and about the homework Lily and I are already behind on. Exhaustion finally consumes me, and I fall asleep on their asses.
Phoenix
I’m the first one back on the bus this morning, so I use this time to write. I have a new song I’ve been working on this past week, and it is already nearly done. It’s another personal one, so I hope it’s well-received by the guys. Another hour passes, and those lazy fuckers still haven’t made it onto the bus. I grab my bag and head for the shower. Maybe then, I’ll feel like meal prepping. I need to get back to that.
I let the water get hot before getting in. As the water hits me, my thoughts wander over Harlow and this past weekend. I close my eyes and let the stream flow over me.
It’s not long before I feel arms wrap around me from behind. I don’t have to open my eyes to know that it is Harlow who has decided to join me in the shower.
“What are you doing, Harlow?” I ask. Her hand reaches around me and grabs my already half-mast cock. She chooses to show instead of tell. My dick hardens in her hand as she begins to stroke. I let her play for a bit before I grab her wrist. I give a slight tug until she is standing in front of me. The showerhead rains down on us both. She licks her lips, and I know that we’re on the same page. I take myself into my own hands and watch through hooded lids as she drops to her knees. I rub my dick against her soft, pink lips, and she immediately takes me to the back of her throat.
“Hmmm,” she moans around my cock. I love it when she does that. The sensation is incredible. She alternates between teasing the head and playing with my balls. Her tongue darts out to tease that vein on the underside of my dick she likes so much, and I have to brace myself against the shower wall. I grab her head and begin