A Million Dirty Secretes

5. Dessert À La Mode

Lisa

"Lalisa," a husky voice sang into my ear as I fought my way out of a sleepy haze. I faintly registered the feel of a rather large, warm hand stroking the inside of my thigh and I moaned involuntarily.

"You should be more careful about the sounds you make in your sleep. Moaning like that might make me lose what little control I'm maintaining. It does unspeakable things to me."

Hot breath washed over the skin of my neck, and the most delicious shiver ran down my back when I felt her tongue suck my earlobe into her mouth and then her soft lips closed around it. her hand began to knead my thigh as it gradually moved higher, causing me to squirm in an attempt to find the perfect placement for optimal advantage.

"Shit," she cursed, and then pulled away all too quickly.

My eyes shot open and I gasped, realizing the traitorous response her touch, coupled with her sultry words, had evoked from my body.

Jisoo ran her hand through her hair, nervous and obviously aroused. "Dinner is ready. You should probably get up and try to eat something."

Really? I had lost a whole day?

I buried my face under the covers, because seeing her looking all breathless and horny was making me react the same way, and now was not the time to lose my composure over her.

"I'm not hungry," I mumbled into my pillow.

"Regardless, you need to eat. Now, either you can get up on your own and join me in the dining hall, or I can throw you over my shoulder, carry your ass downstairs, and force-feed you. Which is it?"

I growled in frustration and hit the pillow with my fist, but I made no move to get up.

"Have it your way, then," she said, yanking the covers back and starting to reach for me.

"Wait!" I sat up quickly and pulled my knees to my chest. "I'll get up. God, you're such a Neanderthal! Just give me a little bit of privacy to get myself together and then I'll meet you down there. Okay?"

"Fine," she said, backing away. "But don't keep me waiting long. I detest eating by myself."

I nodded in understanding and watched as she walked out the door, my eyes immediately going to her ass. God, I was such an ass slut.

As soon as she left the room, I grabbed my cell phone from the nightstand and pressed the speed dial for my best friend.

There was no hello on the other end, but there was no mistaking she'd picked up either. "Well, it's about fucking time! What the hell happened to you?" Jennie shouted over the bass thumping in the background. Apparently she was at work. "Are you okay?"

"My cooch hurts, but other than that, I'm fine." Except I really needed to pee, badly. So I rolled out of the bed and made my way in that direction.

Jennie laughed. "Dayuuum! she put it on you like that?"

"Actually, my hymen is still intact, but I don't know how long that's going to last." I stopped short when I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. "Oh my God. I look like crap."

"You always look like crap. So give me the deets. Who bought you? Is he hot?"

"Um, Jisoo Kim. And yes, she is hot to the nth degree. Actually, I don't even think 'hot' is an adequate description. The woman is a raging inferno of flaming hotness," I admitted, mostly because even though I couldn't lie to my best friend, it would be blasphemous to lie about Jisoo's level of hotness.

"She's flaming? So that means she's gay?" she laughed.

"She buried her face between my thighs, so I'm guessing she's really into girly bits."