Afterglow

"ALCOHOL"

I couldn't help but feel guilt. Every time we had sex, I always feel guilt. My lips kiss down her body. This time the guilt felt different, like I needed to tell her, craved to tell her that I cheated on her with her best-friend, but yet..I didn't.

"Fuck, Y/n." Amber hums, when I put my finger into her. Moving in and out, her hands in my hair, I look at her. She deserves so much better. "Y/n! Oh, fuck!"

I slip another finger in. The bed slightly squeaking after every pump making her body jolt.

"Im gonna cum—!" She moans.

"You're so beautiful—" My words cut off by a moan from her. She cums onto my fingers, panting. Her chest rising, slightly sweaty.

"Oh fuck." Her breathing overlapping.

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I watch Amber slowly get on her knees never breaking eye contact. Myself scared to look away, I feel her tongue go into me.

"Aw, fuck, Amber." I immediately moan. "Oh my gosh."

The room hot, breathing heavier, she goes faster.

"Amber!"

I release. She looks up at me. She looked so fucking sexy on her knees.

"You wanna go again, baby?" She says extremely seductively.

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The house reeks of alcohol and sweatys kids. I see Mindy pull up.

"Hey, douche." Mindy smiles at me. Chad and Liv behind her.

"Hi guys." I smile at them. We all walk into the kitchen. Everyone begins drinking.

"Hey! Everyone! To Wes!" Chad holds up a shot glass, he gets everyones attention, and everyone cheers. They all down their alcohol.

"This is a memorial, you're not suppose to be drinking." Amber takes the shot glass away from Chad.

"This is how I mourn." He replies.

"Hey babe." I smile at her. A sudden guilt creeps on me yet again.

"Y/n." She looks at me walking over to me. She leans in, but just as we're about to kiss Mindy walks over.

"Hey, I think you guys are out of beer."

"What—? Whatever, I'll get some from the basement." Amber lets go of me walking away.

"You are such a cockblocker, Mindy Meeks-Martin." I groan. She flips me off, then runs off with Amber. I roll my eyes. Turning around looking for Chad and Liv, I see them making out on the couch. Already? I huff.

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