Page 129 of Tricky Girls

My clit spasms and I gasp. ‘I don’t know if I can be quiet,’ I rush out.

Reaching behind her, Elly grasps a pillow and chucks it. It hits me square in the face, knocking the breath from me. I hear her laugh as I pull it away.

‘Sorry,’ she whispers, one hand to her mouth as she continues to cackle.

I glare but keep the pillow clutched to me. God knows I need it with how hard I’m about to come.

Noticing she’s stopped, I nod at her hand. ‘Get back to work, you.’

She recommences her stroking immediately, all humour leaching from her face.

I concentrate on what I’m doing, using the palm of my hand to rub both inside and outside. It hits all my spots and I grip the pillow tighter, ready to scream into it.

I glance at Elly who watches only me now, the intensity in her eyes racing me to the end.

‘Fuck,’she breathes. ‘I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come.’

Rolling on top of me, she thrusts her body, our hands bumping as we furiously rub. She crests first, groaning out into the pillow above my head. The sound tips me over and I flail at the loss of my pillow. I moan into her neck instead, trying my best to keep it quiet.

I don’t know how successful I was but she doesn’t complain as she rolls back off me.

I remove my hand from my shorts, holding my wet fingers away from me.

Elly looks at them, her chest still heaving. ‘Let me get a cheeky taste?’

I offer them to her, trying not to moan at the feel of her sucking them off.

That tongue. I’m going to need it on me soon.

‘Can I do you too?’ I surprise myself by asking.

Elly smiles. She holds out her fingers, watching closely. I lick the tips before taking them into my mouth. It’s not like I’ve never tasted myself before. Elly doesn’t taste too dissimilar. But it’s the intimacy of it. It’s more intimate than anything I’ve ever done with Ryan or anyone else.

I smack my lips. ‘Scrumptious.’

Elly chuckles. ‘Tilda. You make my fucking day.’

She doesn’t spoon me this time. I lie with my head on her chest, an arm and leg hooked over her. She’s so soft, her huge boobs an ace pillow. I’ve never cuddled with a girl like this. Even with best friends it would feel too weird. But this isn’t. This is comfortable and hot all rolled into one.

Truth be told, I’d probably be happy with another orgasm. I’m rarely done with just one, my pussy now still aching. Every time I move my hips, my clit twitches.

Elly turns her head to kiss my brow. ‘I can feel you doing that.’

I snicker. ‘Busted.’

She strokes down my back, stopping at the top of my ass. ‘Are you not done?’

I open my mouth to reply, stopped by the sound of the bathroom light flicking on across the hall. There’s light showing under the door.

We lie in silence listening to Haz use the toilet and return to her room. Her door slams, making me think we’ve been busted. But then Haz does have a thing for slamming doors.

‘Was I loud?’

Elly draws in a breath. ‘No louder than me.’ She pats my back comfortingly. ‘We’ll find out in the morning. Don’t worry about it.’

I’m not worrying, not really.

Thing is, I kind of want Haz to find out.

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