Page 27 of Picture Us

Diana shrugged. “Maybe youshouldfuck. Might help you get over this stupid shit.”

“How in the world would that help?” Drew shook their head at their friend, questioning her sanity.

With a sigh, Diana explained, “You just don’t know how to handle sexual tension. It sounds to me like you guys had a great time, and as soon as she talked about Shan, you got defensive and mean.”

Drew crossed their arms.No, that’s not it.

“Maybe you just want her so bad that the thought of her with anyone else is pissing you off,” She raised her finger and added, “Which, by the way, is not an excuse to be a dick. Even if you don’t fuck, you have to play nice.”

Drew wanted to fight, opening their mouth to argue. But Diana shook her head, “That’s final.”

Of course, Drew knew she was right. Rose had been nothing but kind and thoughtful.

“I doubt she wants to work with you either, but she’s being nice and making it work. So you have to put in some effort here.” Diana polished off her beer and turned toward the match, cheering as Bennett scored another point.

Drew couldn’t get the conversation out of their head as they headed home on the train. They had stayed to watch the rest of the match with Diana and then headed their separate ways so Diana could flirt with the cute masc she’d been eyeing all night.

But as the train shot through the tunnels toward Manhattan, Drew kept thinking about her advice.

Do I want to fuck her?Drew rubbed their forehead. Their body immediately responded to the idea, their clit throbbing with excitement.

Shaking their head, Drew convinced themself it was just a natural reaction to the thought of fucking a gorgeous person and not an indicator of intent. But they couldn’t shake the thought as the train pulled into the 1st Ave station.

The walk home from the train felt like an eternity, every step rubbing Drew’s trousers against their clit and making the anticipation to get home grow stronger.

Every time they blinked, all they could see was Rose’s smile. Eventually, they gave up on resisting their urges. They raced home at a near-sprint, throwing open the door to the building like they had left the stove on.

They took the staircase two steps at a time. By the time they were closing their apartment door behind them, Drew was dripping in sweat and aching with desire.

Throwing off their button down, Drew unbuckled their belt and moved toward the bed. With just a sports bra and tight boxers on, Drew threw themself into bed. They could feel the slick excitement between their legs, their body begging to be touched.

Reaching into their nightstand, Drew grabbed their air pulse vibrator and powered it on. The familiar hum made their body tingle. Lifting the band of their underwear, Drew brought the toy to their clit. They let it lightly rub at their folds, slowly allowing the toy to push up their hood.

“Fuck,” a low growl escaped their throat. Drew couldn’t stop thinking about Rose. But not her sweet smile. No, this time it was the rage on her face when they fought that was making Drew need her.

With their eyes pressed shut, Drew pictured grabbing her wrist and turning her around to face them. Gripping the back of her head through her flowing red hair, Drew wanted to pull her in. To press their lips together, warm and lush.

Drew groaned at the thought of Rose’s tongue teasing their own. Letting the vibrator slip between their folds to pulse on their clit, Drew pictured pulling Rose’s hips closer to theirs. Gripping her thighs and lifting her, feeling her legs wrapped around their waist as they carried her to bed.

No – carried her to the desk. Yeah, the desk. Drew nodded to themself as the vibrator sent waves of pleasure from their center out to the rest of their body. They shuddered as they thought about Rose.

“I want you,” Drew moaned to the air as they pictured slipping their fingers inside Rose’s slick entrance. With a jolt, Drew let out a growl. “Fuck.”

They wanted nothing more than to feel how excited Rose got. Because despite Rose acting like she was crazy about Shannon, Drew knew that she left that afternoon with a slick stain on her panties.

Drew felt like they could basically smell her pleasure, and the thought of licking her clean set another wave of excitement through their throbbing pussy.

“Oh god.” Drew moaned as they pictured Rose’s mouth, agape and moaning. As much as Drew loved to be touched, they loved nothing more than getting a beautiful woman to beg for more.

Turning up the intensity of the vibrator, Drew began rocking their hips against the toy. It was as if they were already fucking Rose, as if they were pushing their strap deep inside her, the pressure massaging their own clit.

They could picture how incredible she would look on her hands and knees, her plump ass pressed against their hips. As Drew got closer to their own peak, they imagined Rose’s moans growing louder and louder. It wasn’t long before their entire body was shaking with pleasure.

“Shit,” Drew yelled as the vibrator hit the perfect spot. They threw their hand down onto the mattress, gripping the sheets in a balled fist.

What really sent them over was the thought of Rose looking into their eyes and begging for more. They could almost hear her whispering in their ear, “Fuck me, Drew. I need you to make me come.”

With a jolt and a stutter, Drew’s body seized up, hardly moving as they reached their orgasm.

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