Ariana Grande, the pop queen of our generation, had just finished filming the highly anticipated "Wicked" and released her latest hit song, "The Boy Is Mine." In need of a brief break, she decided to spend a weekend with her best friend, Courtney Ch...
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Ariana's POV
Ethan left earlier this morning for work in England. After the dinner party last night, we argued again about stupid stuff. When we got home, we had sex, but I just couldn't get off, which led to another argument. So when he left this morning, I felt a little relieved—I just need space.
I'm still lying in bed, enjoying my day off. Courtney texted me after Ethan left, saying Maddox was having a game night. This is exactly what I wanted and needed. When she mentioned that Y/n was coming too, I couldn't help but smile. Seeing her last night with Lily made my stomach hurt—a feeling I knew all too well—and I felt guilty for feeling jealous. I wouldn't be surprised if they slept together last night. I shook my head. Stop it, Ari, it's none of your business.
Ever since she told us she's intersex, I can't help but think about her... naked. Fuck, Ari, stop, I scolded myself.
There's no denying that I'm extremely attracted to her. I like everything about her. We have so much in common it's scary. We can talk for hours about everything; even when we're texting, she has me laughing and keeps me interested in whatever conversation we're having. But then I think of Ethan, the guy I'm dating and feel a little guilt. But the way he was acting at my mom's house while we were in the hot tub, had pissed me off, which we ended up fighting that night and I made him sleep in the other guest room.
The other night, Ethan, some of his friends, and I ran into Y/n, Maddox, and Tess. I know I was kind of cold with her, and as much as I wanted to run up to her and hug her, I didn't because Ethan and his friends were there. After that night, she started making up excuses not to hang out with me. I sighed, feeling so confused about everything.
I know there's this pull I have with Y/n. I want to know everything about her; I want to be around her 24/7. I could just sit there and stare at her beautiful and handsome face all day. When I saw her in her swim trunks and sports bra at my family's house, I thought I was literally drooling. Her body is so perfect, the tone and definition of her muscles, the mixture of tattoos and faint scars making her even more beautiful and strong.
I looked at the time and decided to set my alarm and go back to sleep. For once, I can just sleep, and I plan on doing that.
I quickly woke from my sleep and noticed I had only been asleep for almost 3 hours. My body felt warm and tingling, and I realized how wet I was. I thought back to the very detailed dream I just had: Y/n's body on top of me as she slid her huge cock inside me. "Fuck," I mumbled to myself. I was literally having a sex dream about Y/n. I didn't realize that my hand was already sliding into my panties, circling my clit.
"Fuccckk," I moaned out as I arched my back. I thought back to my dream where Y/n was sliding her cock between my folds as I ground against her, the way her lips felt against mine, so sweet and soft. "Mmm," I moaned again as I slid two fingers inside my pussy, thinking about Y/n thrusting into me hard and fast. I started to thrust my fingers faster, grinding against my hand. "Oh, Y/n," I moaned louder. I traced my other hand to pinch my nipples as I fingered myself faster.
