Blue {h.s}

T e n

"It's not funny!" I pouted as I hit Audriana with my homemade pillow.

"What do you mean? This is absolutely gold!" Her laughter began as I finished my story about what happened at Harry's house. "I can't believe his dad almost caught you getting fingered!"

I made a face with a tilted head. "He did not finger me. We just.... I don't know what it is. I just know I liked it. A lot," a smile broke my face at the memory of Harry above me as he coaxed my orgasm and again a short spasm went through my lower stomach.

"You're thinking about it," she teased me with a knowing face with a never ending grin still on her face.

I giggled and stood from my bed to ignore the looks she gave me that made my ears hot and red. I would not hear the end of my first sexual experience with Harry for a while. Audriana loved sex, anything that lead to sex, and anything relating to sex. I was her prude best friend that she couldn't wait to catch up with her but I knew she was far ahead of me.

"God, I can just imagine how hot it probably was and even then I still think my thoughts are an understatement. Harry's got those amazing legs and strong arms that tense when he's at practice and catching footballs left and right," she groaned in frustration and slowly licked her lips and I honestly would pay money to hear her thoughts about my man. Err, not my man I guess....

"Easy tigress, he's mine; for my pleasure and comfort only," I tried to calm my boastful tone but it was hard knowing what that Harry was mine only.

Her face dropped and she rolled her eyes in a playful irritation (I hoped it was playful) and stood beside me when my mothers voice sounded from the kitchen.

"Yeah, yeah, he's all yours. Whatever," she almost mocked me and jokingly (again, I hoped) pushed my shoulder with hers as she walked down the stairs and met my brother in the hall.

"Slut," Sebastian rudely walked down the stairs in front of her.

"You're one to talk," she muttered with a scoff.

They weren't exactly the best of friends and I had no idea why. Neither had bothered to tell me and whenever I asked, I was always brushed off and sometimes in anger. They always called each other derogatory names but the most common was slut. But, Audriana was a slut and neither she nor I thought it was a negative insult.

We all sat at the rectangular table together with my mother at the head, Audriana and I next to each other, and Sebastian across from us.

My mother came by and like a stereotypical movie parent, she placed a plate of baked chicken, a bowl of broccoli, and a tiny bowl of her homemade Pico de Gallo on the table before us.

"I missed you so much mom," Sebastian sighed happily as he grabbed two pieces of chicken breasts and a spoonful of the spicy tomatoes.

"There's a difference between missing me and missing my cooking," she laughed as she cut her food.

My best friend and I remained silent as we chewed and gave each other faces instead of talking to express our love for her cooking. Her head nodded aggressively and I copied. My hum came off high pitched as my fork picked up more steamy chicken and broccoli and Audriana copied. She motioned to try the Pico de Gallo and chicken together and we both let out moans at the flavors melting together.