Page 47 of The Perfect Spiral
“FUCK ME, Kyle! Lick me real good! Ohhhh!” Andy’s moans were getting louder. Knox’s eyes snapped open, looking at me in shock. “What the—? Are they—?”
I nodded before he could finish his sentence.
“Mmm, that’s right, baby, scream my name! Grind your hips like you did tonight. Fuck, Andy, you’re soaking wet right now,” Kyle’s voice was filled with arousal.
Oh god, I think I’m going to vomit.
“What the fuck! Jesus Christ! I think I’m going to be sick!”
“You’re telling me! I think I’m dying right now! It’s not your brother licking your best friend dry!”
Knox chuckled at my dramatic statement. I was glad he could find humor in this because I was officially scarred for life.
It’s like that moment when you’re a kid and walk in on your parents having sex. You can’t unsee it. This was one of those moments, except you can’t unhear it.
“Oh, fuck, Kyle! I’m so close, YES!”
“Tell me when you’re near, baby, I wanna make you explode.”
“Fuck! I’m going to cum, Kyle.”
“Not yet, baby, hold it out a little longer, I promise you’ll love it.”
I looked at Knox, who was staring at me with wide eyes. “What do we do! I don’t want to hear her cumming!” he asked, panic in his voice.
“KYLE! I can’t take it! I’m CUMMING! FUUUUCK! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Baby, don’t stop! Don’t... stop! Ahhhhhhh!”
Hearing her panting, knowing she had just climaxed all over Kyle, was enough to make me run to the bathroom and dry-heave. “Too late!” I screamed, my hand covering my mouth.
Knox was right behind me, rubbing my back as I bent over thetoilet bowl. He sat on the cold tiled floor with me, whispering soothing words.
“To be honest, I’m glad you’re having this reaction. I’d be a little creeped out if you were getting turned on by them,” he said, a lopsided grin on his face and his hair tousled from sleep.
Not the time, Knox! I smiled back at him, resting my head on my hands on top of the toilet seat.
“Of course you’d think of that! You should know what does and does not turn a girl on, Mr. Player,” I said, smiling at the double meaning. He caught on to it too.
Knox sighed, his brow furrowing in frustration. “I’m not a player, Alex. Please stop thinking of me like that!”
He continued to rub my back, scooting closer until his legs surrounded me on the floor. His cheek rested against my back, and I could feel his gaze on me from the corner of my eye.
I kept my gaze fixed on the door, staring into the darkness of my bedroom, refusing to meet his eyes. My surfboard leaned against the wall, tattered and worn.
“Your board?” he whispered. I nodded, still not looking at him.
“Pop got it for me. I have three, but this is the one I mainly use. The others are old, not as good. I think I need a new one and hang this one up on my wall. But I haven’t had the time to get a new one. And now I’m realizing I sound like a spoiled brat,” I chuckled softly. The silence that followed was comforting.
I remembered the good times I’ve had with my board, and the bad times too. But I associate it with my grandad, so I usually keep the good memories tied to it.
We stayed like that for a while, the silence enveloping us. Thank God they’re finished! I couldn’t stomach another moan or pant—
“Yes, Andy! Just like that, baby!” Groaning out loud, I reached over Knox and slammed the door shut. I could slightly put up with hearing Andy moan because she does it a lot every time we go out!
But Kyle? Fuck no! I didn’t want to hear any of that shit! Settling back into my position, I scooted a little closer to Knox for comfort.
“I think they’re going to be like that for a while, baby doll,” he laughed at my reaction.
I sat there, wide-eyed, staring at the door again, completely dazed. His voice was soothing, but not enough to pull me out of my trance.
