Page 232 of Worthy

Bi The Way

Isabel Lucero

Chapter One

“Yes, yes, right there. That’s so good. Fuck. I’m gonna come.”

Victoria’s legs shake before she tightens them around me, her fingernails digging into my back as her orgasm hits. With each clench of her pussy, my release builds. I brace myself on either side of her as I move my hips faster, getting deeper and deeper.

Her sinful moan paired with the drag of her nails down to my lower back has me roaring into the room. “Fuck!”

“Yes, baby. Give it to me,” she purrs.

Once my body recovers from the aftershocks of my orgasm, I pull out and drop down next to her. With heavy breaths, I remove the condom and tie it in a knot before I toss it in the trash near the bed.

“God, that was good,” she says with a breath.

“Isn’t it always?” I question with a smirk.

“Some days are better than others,” she quips, turning her head to look at me.

I pull the pillow from under her head and throw it at her. “Fuck off.”

She laughs, tossing it back at me. “I’m here to keep you humble.” With that, she sits up and swings her legs over the mattress. “I need to shower and get to work.”

“What time do you get off?”

“Around two in the morning.”

“Damn. Hey, did that girl, Savannah, say anything about me?”

She arches a brow. “Yeah, she thinks you’re cute, but I told her you don’t know how to fuck, so she lost interest.”

“Shut up.”

Victoria rolls her eyes, standing up and giving me a perfect view of her plump ass and the tattoo that runs up her spine. “I’m kidding. She has a boyfriend.”

I sigh. “You don’t have any other friends for threesomes?”

She grabs her T-shirt from the floor and holds it against her body. “Do you?”

“Obviously not.”

“We can use a strap-on next time and you can pretend I’m someone else when I slip behind you and poke at that sweet little ass.”

I scoff. “Please. We tried that before and didn’t get far.”

She laughs. “You just have to learn to relax.”

With a roll of my eyes, I say, “Whatever. Go shower.”

Once the water cuts on, I stand up and start gathering my clothes from around the room. I spot one of her makeup wipes and steal one to clean up the residual drips from my cock before getting dressed.

Victoria and I have been friends for three years, having met in our first year of college. Both of us were staring at the same girl in our first class and she bet me she could get her number first.

She won, but ended up losing in the end. The girl was willing to be friends with her, but Vic wanted more than friendship and the girl in question was as straight as an arrow.

We kept having games like that, and for a while I thought she was a lesbian, but then she started talking to one of my football teammates.

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