Page 111 of Vying Girls

Elly shoots her a look. ‘Yours don’t count.’

‘Wait, you came?’ I slap her arm lightly. ‘Tell me, next time. I don’t like these sneak orgasms of yours.’

‘Cry about it.’ She bites my shoulder. ‘I could legit feel you that time. You’ve got some serious downstairs muscles.’

‘All this sex I’ve been having. My pussy’s got abs.’

Elly laughs, rubbing a hand over her face. ‘That is so not a visual I need.’ She rolls to her feet. ‘Anyway, gonna go get some water. Anyone want?’

‘God, yes. I am so thirsty.’

‘Thirsty for some more of this.’ Haz thrusts her hips to the ceiling, the veiny dildo flopping obscenely.

I poke her ridged stomach. ‘Hydration station first. Don’t want a headache if I’m to have ten million orgasms today.’

She captures my finger, turning on her side to face me once Elly’s left the room. She kisses the tip of it, then slides her hand to my cheek, kissing my lips just as softly.

‘You’re the fucking GOAT, Tilda,’ she mumbles. ‘Hear me?’

‘I hear you,’ I whisper, stroking my fingers up her side. I love it when she gets all gooey, in only the way Haz can. I especially love it when it comes after a particularly hard dicking down. ‘You are so good at that.’

‘Better than Elly?’

‘The same. Just different.’ I stroke hair off her forehead, baring those dark, long eyelashes fanning beneath her closed eyes. ‘This is the best birthday ever.’

‘Damn right it is. Glad you’re enjoying it, beautiful. Gonna be alooooongfucking day.’ She snorts. ‘Get it?’

‘Yes—fuckingday.You’ve got fourteen-year-old boy humour, you know that? Anyway, we probably shouldn’t stay in bed all day. It’s Nic’s birthday too. We should probably spend some time with her.’

‘She’s not fucking here, Tilda. But hey, if she was, would you let her join in the festivities?’

‘No.Oh my god, we are not sleeping together. Just drop it.’

The door opens, admitting Elly holding three glasses and a jug of water.

‘Nic’s back,’ she announces. ‘I think. Her boots are downstairs anyway.’

My heart thumps, wondering if she’s found my gift yet, half hoping she hasn’t so I can go up there and chuck it from the window so she never sees it.

‘Probably just in time for those vocals of yours,’ Haz teases.

I frown, not really wanting to think about that, nor the stirring in my clit the thought conjures.

‘Sit up, babe.’ Elly pours me a glass and hands it to me.

‘Thank you, lovely person.’ I eye her white boxers and sports bra as she slides in beside me. ‘Kind of rude how I’m the only one naked.’

‘Not from where I’m sitting,’ Haz quips.

Elly kisses the top of my head, her heat warming me as my body temperature drops.

She must be so turned on. A throwback to our old arrangement. Reaching out, I run a finger up her thigh, smiling when she flinches.

‘Okay there? Sensitive?’

She swallows down more water. ‘A little.’

‘Can do something about that, if you want? Only fair since this one’s got off.’