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“Kendra…” she whispered, already completely stunned.

“You said you wanted to cum, didn't you?” She nodded almost shyly. “So that's what you're going to do.”

I moved my hand further down, grabbing the inner part of her thigh and she opened her leg a little more, giving me free access to her intimacy.

I gently rubbed her clit and her back quickly arched, letting her forehead fall onto my shoulder. I did it again and she just pulled me into a slow but lustful kiss, allowing me to explore every part of her pussy with my fingers. Veronica seemed to be having a hard time controlling her moans, but as soon as I penetrated her, leaving two fingers inside her in a hook shape, I knew I had reached places she had never found with anyone else.

The moan that escaped her was so loud and she was practically on her tippy toes at this point, so I knew I had done the right thing. It only took a few minutes for Veronica to cum beautifully on my fingers.

Her wet, sweaty and soft body leaned between me and the wall and she needed another few minutes before she was able to open her eyes and look at me with a silly smile on her lips.

“That was…” she was still panting.

I smiled and placed kisses on her face, neck and shoulder.

“Hm, the best sex of your life?” I guessed.

She laughed weakly and pulled me, making me look at her.

“You ruined anyone else's chances of being good enough in my life, Kendra.” Her declaration was determined, before kissing me as if she depended on it to live.

I had never taken such a long shower in my life, but after we finished the fun part, we actually showered and I was able to enjoy it while Veronica basically massaged the roots of my hair. We cleaned and dried our respective hair with other people now roaming around. So we decided to study a little in Veronica's room, which became impossible when we entered and started to hear moans coming from Troian's bedroom door.

“Is it always like this?” I asked, intrigued by the volume and excitement between Troian and Becker's interaction.

“It gets worse from there…” Veronica confirmed. “Let's study in your room.”

Veronica grabbed her things and we left there at what I believed to be the height of the excitement between Troian and Becker.

Luckily, Jazmine was asleep, which I knew thanks to the “do not disturb, princess sleeping” sign she always put up at these times, and Sidney wasn't around.

We spread out on the floor along with the materials and did what we needed between kisses and soft touches.

I didn't want to get out of my bed, especially with the mild weather, but it wasn't like I had many options. I opened my eyes and looked for my cell phone on the bedside table. On the home screen there was already a text from Kendra wishing me“good morning”and I smiled at that. Automatically remembering the scene that hadn't left my mind for days: the two of us in the shower. Up until now, I hadn’t been able to fully process how Kendra had done something so incredible that our intimate moment—our sex—kept coming to my mind more often than could be considered normal.

I was practically obsessed with the memories.

Unfortunately, our chaotic routine hasn't allowed me any more time or space alone with Kendra these past few days. We left practice around 10pm and the last thing either of us wantedwas to move our muscles. We barely had time together outside of training and I was fully aware that this was unlikely to get easier. We had to work hard, after all, we were selected for the most important competition in our sport.

“Veronica!” Emily's voice made me sit up in bed.

“Hi, I'm up.” I replied in a louder tone.

“Ok, today training starts at 7am, we need to hurry up.”

I nodded and it took me a while to realize that she couldn't see the action.

“I know, I'm already starting to get ready.”

I heard her move away from the door and go do the same thing in Troian's room. Emily was truly the most dedicated person I knew. She looked like a war general at times, but I liked her posture. If it weren't for her, I probably would have already missed some training days, exactly as had happened at the beginning of classes.

Since that incident, she has made sure we were ready every morning.

I got out of bed and straightened up as quickly as my morning stress allowed me. The sun hadn't even reached the horizon yet and I was already wearing shorts, a top and a ponytail so high that my long strands reached the tip almost to the back of my neck.

I put on my sneakers and went out to our room, meeting my two teammates and the three of us walked to the gym.

I couldn't say that I was ready for another day of practice, because I still felt very sleepy and I didn't get much rest, but that was my routine and I simply had to accept it.