Page 47 of Not My Fault

I start laughing. “What?” Emily asks, so I show her the phone. “Oh my god! So much for keeping that between us.” She laughs.

“I guess calling out of work at 2 a.m. is the sign of a good lay,” I tease.

TWENTY-THREE

Emily

When I wake in the morning, I forget for a split second where I am. But Gus’s tattooed arms are around me, and I relax as I remember last night. The memory of all we did sends a shiver straight to my pussy. God, I knew Gus was amazing, but I lost track of how many orgasms they gave me. They are still fast asleep, so I grab my phone and sneak into the bathroom to go pee. One of their cats, I think Bitsy, sees me in the hallway and rubs against my bare calf. I bend down to pet them and then close the bathroom door behind me. After peeing and washing my hands and my face, I look at my phone to see if I missed anything. It’s only eight a.m., so that explains why I still feel tired. I have a handful of texts from Georgie, so I decide to call her.

“Are you okay?!” she asks, anxiously picking up the phone.

“Yeah, I just saw all your texts.”

“But it’s eight a.m. What are you doing awake?” She sounds suspicious.

“I got up to pee. I’m going back to sleep.”

“I take it went well, considering you had a sleepover.” She sounds smug; I knew this was coming.

“Youmighthave been right about Gus’s feelings for me,” I admit with a groan.

“I knew it! Damn, I wish I placed actual money on this! I’d be so rich right now!” she cheers.

“Yeah, yeah. Anyway, we had a sleepover and I’ll be here again today, so don’t worry about me.”

“Good, I checked your location before bed and saw you were still there. I assumed it was going well, or I would’ve called.”

“Well, I’m glad you didn’t. They gave me at least five orgasms,” I whisper.

“Holy shit, doesn’t that hurt your vagina?” Georgie asks. Of course it’s the straight girl who doesn’t understand how amazing multiple orgasms can be.

“No. I mean yeah, I’m sore today but holy shit. Totally worth it.”

“Good, go sit on some ice. You can tell me all about it when you’re done with your sex adventure. I have to get ready for work.” She laughs.

“Okay, love you G.”

“Love you too, E.”

I head back to Gus and slip back into my spot in their arms. They peek open an eyelid to look at me and then pull me in tightly again. I relax and close my eyes, willing myself to fall back asleep. With a yawn, I’m back asleep in a matter of minutes.

When I wake up again, Gus isn’t in bed. It’s chillier than it was last night, so I pick up Gus’s T-shirt off the floor and slide it on. I head out into the living room and find Gus sitting on the floor next to all three of their cats.

“Good morning.” I smile.

“Good morning. Sorry, they wanted breakfast, and I always give them pets after,” Gus says.

“No worries.” I bend to place a quick kiss on their lips.

“God, you look good in my clothes.” Gus groans.

“Probably because it barely covers anything.” I laugh. It barely hangs to the middle of my thighs; one cool breeze and everything will be on display.

“Mm.” They bite their bottom lip and wink at me.

“Before that, I need some coffee. Do you have a mug?”

“Uh yeah, it’s in that cabinet.” Gus points to the top cabinet—the one I have to stand on my toes to reach. As I do, my shirt lifts all the way up to the tops of my hips.

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