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2Horned:

I want. So fucking hot

ANG3L:

And then I’m going to sit on your cock. I’m going to make sure you watch as it disappears inside me. I’m so wet you slide in so easily

Fuck. She knows exactly what to say, what visuals to use to get me close. I usually last longer but it’s been a while and the climax I’ve been trying to hold off has grown too big, a raging beast inside me I can no longer cage or control.

2Horned:

You’re so perfect riding my cock, Angel.

But I’m going to need to hold your hips down and fuck up into you. Hard

ANG3L:

Yes, please. Don’t take it easy on me, I want to feel you so deep inside me

2Horned:

Holy fuck. You’re going to make me come

CHAPTER 3

LIVVY

2Horned:

Holy fuck. You’re going to make me come

ANG3L:

I’m going to come, too

Igrab another handful of Doritos out of the bag between Bex and I on the couch.

“Who have you been texting all night?” she asks.

“Just a friend.”

She raises an eyebrow, creating hairline cracks in her almost-dry avocado face mask. My mask is almost dry, too. I can’t wait to wash it off. Is it supposed to be itchy?

“Bex, let her have some privacy.” Macy pours the last of the white wine into her glass, sitting cross-legged on the floor by the coffee table in her big, “I hate Mondays” Garfield T-shirt and pajama pants. Her hair is up in a messy bun, matching green mask, the glow of the television lighting up the side of her face with a new true crime documentary playing in the background.

“Also,” Macy says, tipping her glass to me, “you know she won’t quit until you tell her who it is and what his Sun, Moon, and Rising signs are.”

“How do you even know it’s a guy?” I chuckle.

They both roll their eyes at me.

“Is it Mark?” Bex asks.

“Who’s Mark?”

“He’s one of the bouncers from the bar. The taller, built one. He was asking about you the other day.” Bex smiles, her left dimple showing.

Really? “Oh. No, it’s not Mark, or anyone you know. It’s a friend…from school.”

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