Y/N'S POV:
You got home from a terrible at work. You scrolled through your phone when you saw a text from your longtime crush, Taylor. You laid in your bed and hesitantly reached for your belt. You pulled down your skirt and began touching yourself, but immediately had second thoughts. This was wrong. Right?
You shook those thoughts out of your head. You're old enough to make your own choices. This was what you wanted. You stuck a finger inside of yourself. You let out a sigh. After a while, you began going faster before inserting a second finger in. If this was wrong, then why did it feel so good? You thought of Taylor as you moaned softly.
TAYLOR'S POV:
My mind went to Y/N as my fingers crept lower and lower down my body. I wished it was her, but this would have to suffice for now. Ever so often, the voices in my head told me to stop. But I didn't. I pictured her touching me. Kissing me. Her fingers writing her name on my thigh.
Y/N'S POV:
Your fingers curled as you moaned her name. Trying to contain yourself, you put your hand over your mouth. You could only hope she was doing the same.
TAYLOR'S POV:
"Y/N!" I moaned as sweat covered my forehead. I laid my head on my pillow and breathed heavily. I decided to text her... How can I be guilty as sin?
