Page 116 of Leave Me Broken

Fair. Unfortunately. “Well, no. Parker couldn’t be more wrong. I’ve never even come close to marriage. Especially with Valerie. We dated on and off for a few months.” I shrug. “She is the ex I told you I fucked another girl in front of.”

Payson gasps. “She certainly didn’t mention that part of your relationship.”

I grab the card from her hands and unlock the door before backing her inside. “No, she didn’t.”

“What didn’t Fuckingham mention?” Janelle pokes her head out from the bathroom.

Payson walks right by her, pulls her pants down, and sits down on the toilet. A second later, her pee hits the water. I lift an eyebrow, glancing between the two girls but they just laugh. “Ash fucked another girl in front of her when they were dating.”

Janelle’s mouth drops open. “You whore!”

“She had gotten another guy’s number at the bar.” I turn for the beds, bored of this conversation. “Which one?”

“Guess!” Payson yells back. “You guess wrong and no pussy.”

She’s not stopping me from getting to her pussy tonight, I don’t care which bed is hers or not, but it’s a cute thought. After some careful consideration, I choose the bed next to the window and kick off my shoes, lose the tie, drop my pants, and quickly slip under the covers. Then I unbutton my shirt and toss that next to my pants in the chair. I should have asked if Janelle was okay with me being partially naked but I’ll be in bed the whole time I’m here and she’s seen me shirtless so it shouldn’t be an issue.

“Well, alright but I call little spoon,” Janelle says.

Payson quickly rounds the corner and shoves her friend’s shoulder.

“Good job, baby.” She grins.

She runs and bounces on the bed next to me, attacking my face with numerous kisses. “You might get lucky tonight, after all.”

I was getting lucky whether she thinks that or not.

“Nooo, I want you to stay up and watch movies with me.” Janelle whines from her bed.

“You have practice at eight,” I deadpan.

Janelle sighs overdramatically. “Thanks, Dad. I’m aware.”

Payson giggles and flips so she is sitting between my legs, facing the TV Janelle is now scrolling through.

I’ve never witnessed two people decide what to watch as fast as these two. Luca and I will spend forty minutes sometimes debating what to watch, but not these two. As soon as Bring It On: All or Nothing pops onto the screen, they squealed, then again when they saw it was just starting.

The movie isn’t my cup of tea and halfway through, I’m bored. And horny. Payson wiggles anytime music plays and that creates friction on my dick. I know she must be able to feel my raging boner but she’s too preoccupied with the movie.

Not for long.

I drag my hand from her stomach, down her short torso, and easily slip under her tiny sleep shorts, pleased to find her bare. She angles her head to look back at me. I love the way her eyes flutter when my finger parts her and connects with her clit. I thought she was too focused on the movie to notice anything else, but I’m pleased to find her soaked and her clit swollen and needy.

She chomps down on her lip, and I slip a finger inside her greedy cunt and drop my mouth to hers. Her lips part for me, allowing me to slip my tongue inside and tease her with my piercing like I know she loves.

I know where she would like it teasing her more. I pull off and glance over to Janelle’s bed. My grin grows finding her facing away from us, meaning she’s sleeping. Payson follows my eyes and I hear her swallow. “We can’t.”

I’ve never let her tell me no before, and I’m not going to now. “Tell me you don’t what my tongue buried deep in your pussy,” I whisper directly into her ear and love the shutter I receive back.

“I-in the same r-room?”

I slip another finger inside and she greedily accepts it, rocking her hips. The cutest little moan slips from her lips before biting down on her lip, stopping any more from coming out.

That’s all the answer I need. I move her to the side so I’m able to lie on my back, then I grab her hips.

“What are you doing?” she hisses.

Her shorts easily slip over her beautiful thighs, she’s hesitant to pull them off, shooting looks toward her best friend. Once her bottom half is bare, I tug on her shirt. She shakes her head.

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