Page 6 of The Trophy

“Your makeup is flawless, sis,” I point out. “So drop the act.”

Bay doesn’t concede. “Duh. My makeup is flawless because that’s my job; but if it wasn’t, I swear I have dark circles under all those layers of concealer.”

I finally take pity on her. “I did it,” I exhale, feeling heat rise to my face and a phantom throb between my legs at the memory of last night.

Bay forgets the dramatic performance of a second ago, literally throwing herself at me. “You did? You had sex with one of the guys?”

“Bay, let me go,” I half-giggle, half-cough in her suffocating embrace. “I swear to God in your past life you must have been a boa constrictor. I can’t breathe.”

Finally my sister lets me go.

“Ok, ok, sorry. But really? You had sex last night? Come on, I need to live vicariously through you. I was definitely tipsy but my boyfriend was so shit faced by the end of the night that I had to ask for help to take him back to the hotel and into our room. He never even woke up once. There was no way his cock would have hardened, no matter what I did.”

I make a gagging noise. I know it’s immature but I seriously don’t understand how my sister can find Topher attractive. It’s not that he’s ugly on the outside, but I can’t get past his character flaws.

I’ve never made a mystery of how I feel about her boyfriend, so Bay reacts with an exasperated eye roll. “Believe me, for once, I don’t disagree with you. Topher has a lot to explain for how he acted during last night’s game. But enough about my relationship and enough about hockey. Who did you bang last night and how was it? I want all the filthy details of your first time.”

“It was Luca, but…”

Memories from last night flood my mind.

The way Luca and Blaze got me ready for them, using their fingers to stretch me and make it less painful. Luca’s big, pierced cock fitting so snugly inside me. Cash fucking my mouth with his sexy gray eyes fixed into mine the entire time. Blaze’s heated caresses and his arms around me while I straddled him. Luca’s finger teasing my ass.

I tell Bay everything. The only detail I leave out is Luca’s piercing. I know Bay will keep everything I tell her strictly confidential, but privacy is important to Luca. Revealing such an intimate detail about him feels like a betrayal; especially since he put his trust in me and never asked me to sigh an NDA.

The details I provide however are enough to shock Bay into silence.

“Bay?” I coax softly, worried by the way she’s looking at me. “Are you ok? Please say something.”

She shakes her head, her trademark high ponytail swaying with the movement. “Holy. Fucking. Shit. Who are you and what did you do with my sweet, innocent twin sister? You had sex with all three of them?”

I sigh. “I did. And it was awesome. They made me feel so sexy and beautiful and I told them I wanted all three of them and couldn’t choose.”

Bay nods after considering my words. “Well, fuck it. I’m proud of you, sis. Since you’re attracted to all of them, you need time to get to know them and make a decision. If in the meantime you enjoy everything those three, sexy athletes have to offer, I’m not going to blame you. But I have an important question. Did they make you come?”

There’s an answering throb between my legs and Bay doesn’t really need any supernatural twin connection to guess the answer by the way I squirm against the leather seat of Luca’s limo.

She pulls me into her arms again. “I’m glad they made it good for you, babe. My first time was with Chris, our junior year in high school and we were each other’s firsts. Let’s just say that he didn’t know what he was doing and leave it at that.”

I didn’t dislike Bay’s high school sweetheart. Chris was good to Bay. My sister was heartbroken when he accepted an athletic scholarship at the University of Florida and they decided to breakup rather than attempt a long distance relationship.

I admit that for a second I felt smug that Jon and I were going to make it work, but we all know how that ended.

The limo stops smoothly and Luigi announces that we’re home. “Signorine, siamo arrivati. (Ladies, we’re here). Let me bring in your luggage and?—”

Bay and I insist that we both have a small overnight bag and don’t need to trouble Luigi any further.

Luca’s driver hands us our bags. “Are you sure there isn’t anything else I can help you with? His Highness told me to be at your disposal as long as you needed me. I can drive Miss Bay back to campus?—”

We reassure Luigi that we’ll be absolutely fine. “Go and enjoy your day off, Luigi,” I smile. “Bay and I are going to hang out, maybe grab a late lunch. Thank you so much for taking care of us for the last two days, you’re the best.”

I give the old Italian man a hug and wave at the limo once he drives off.

“You made Luigi blush sis,” Bay giggles. “I’m pretty sure royal etiquette doesn’t dictate that you hug your employees.”

“I’m sure you’re right. But he’s so nice,” I beam. “He would have stuck around for us if we asked without complaining. Luca told me he gives Luigi a day off if he does an overnight, so I didn’t want to take up more of his free time. Are you going to be ok to Uber it back to campus later?”

Bay and I walk up the to my ground floor apartment side by side.

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