All because of us

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Bren POV:

"Oh goddamn Lexie, fuck." I grunt filling the condom with my cum as I thrust two more times in her. I place my hand on the wall next to her head, trying to catch my breath.

We just fucked, hard, in the bathroom downstairs while a party is going on. Relevant? No. Beneficial? Fuck yes.

I couldn't help myself. She's wearing the smallest black dress, lining out her curves perfectly and instead of taking her upstairs to my room I had opened the first door I saw and fucked her inside of it.

Ever since we became friends with benefits, I've made sure to get a load of those benefits. And fuck has it been the best week and a half of benefits. It's not even the mind blowing sex, it's just being with her that makes it worthwhile.

"Fuck Bren." She sighs heavily resting her head against the wall.

"Mmm don't do that." I huskily say, kissing her shoulder as I pull out of her, tying the filled condom and wrapping it with toilet paper, flushing it. I may live here but I don't want to take any chances on leaving one in the trash and a jersey chaser finds it. Those girls are scary as fuck.

Babies are not in my future.

I tuck myself back in my white briefs and button up my jeans and watch as her legs shake from the two orgasms I just gave her. I wash my hands quickly and dry my hands on the small grey towel on the hook next to the sink.

You'd think I'd get tired from having sex with the same girl over and over again but for some reason I'm not. It's thrilling and every time is a different experience. It's always better than the last.

Seeing her legs shake, I pick her up bridal style slowly, ignoring her squeals and placing her on top of the toilet. "Bren!" She shouts trying to cover herself up as if I've never seen her naked before. I've seen it all...

I roll my eyes hushing her and kissing her forehead. "Use the bathroom, I'm going to go get water. I'll lock it okay Cherry?"

"Okay." She shyly says looking everywhere else but me.

I've come to notice that every time I call her that nickname, she blushes. I mean I've been calling her that since I've met her but recently I can tell it may have a different meaning. Or maybe she's finally noticing how special she is to me. I only call the most important girls in my life a nickname.

Ellie and Lexie. And it'll stay that way, indefinitely. No ifs ands or buts about it.

I lock the door from the inside and shut it before anyone can take a peek inside. Instantly, smoke and loud music fills my senses and I almost forgot the boys were having something tonight. Sometimes I wish I lived alone just so I can have peaceful nights. Don't get me wrong, I love living with my friends but I'm an introvert at heart and I'd rather have a blunt, hang with my favorite girl and call it a night. And just thinking about that.. seems exactly what I plan to do tonight. Making my way through the crowd, I grab two water bottles from the kitchen and then suddenly I feel long nails scratch my back.

My body goes rigid and I turn around to see no other then Becca. Notorious for sleeping around with the basketball boys and unfortunately I may have done something with her my freshman year of college. She gave me a blowjob, I was desperate and accepted, and honestly it wasn't special at all. She's a super chill girl but definitely not for me. And of course ever since then, she's been dying to have sex with me.

Her dark ebony skin shines under the fluorescent lights from the kitchen and her long black hair reaches her waist. She's a fit girl, beautiful and has all the assets men would be crazy for but just because she knows how to spread her legs from being a cheerleader doesn't mean she's the girl for me.