Ava had started sleeping over more often. I suspected she’d gotten hold of my lecture schedule and was timing booty calls so she could walk to school with me the next morning. I had started putting stuff she left behind into her bag while she wasn’t looking. Working hard at preserving my space.
Oliver, on his part, had apparently decided three years without sex had been enough. He kept a close eye on Ava, and if she wasn’t there that evening, he’d usually knock on my door. And he would normally text Mateo to join before we even got naked.
Weird rules had been established. The first cumshot should be in me. The second could go to Mateo if he cleaned us up first. If Oliver and I were fucking, Mateo could use his mouth to assist. This had led to Oliver asking Mateo to lick his toes while I rode him, and I ended up really liking it when Oliver asked Mateo to do mine too. They both seemed happier the more involved Mateo became.
On the other side, Noah hadn’t spoken to me since I cut him off. Ethan and I had reached a tense little ceasefire where neither of us mentioned Dahlia, but he’d stopped hiding her from me and would often have voice calls with her in the living room now.
Somehow, school was also going well.
And that only left one couple, which was probably why I was currently walking toward a coffee shop to meet Sophie and Dev.
I entered 787 Coffee and saw Dev and Sophie were already seated in a corner. I went over to the counter, ordered a large latte, then went to sit with them.
“How are you guys doing?” I opened with.
“We have a proposal for you,” Sophie said.
“Whoa now, Sophie. I just sat down. Butter me up first.”
Dev touched Sophie’s arm, and she looked at him and nodded.
“Sophie and I have been talking, and she says you and her had a… sexual encounter?”
I nodded.
“I guess you could call it that.”
“She says it was part of some initial probing. Seeing whether setting up a threesome with me, her and you might work.”
I didn’t answer. I just nodded.
“And she says it got carried away.”
“Sure. From a certain point of view, I guess that works.”
Dev shifted uncomfortably.
“So, we want to invite you out on a date. You, Sophie, and me. So we can get to know each other and see where it goes.”
“Sophie and I already had one of those, so wouldn’t it make more sense if Dev and I went on a date?”
“No,” Sophie said suddenly.
I looked at her.
“It’s all of us together.”
“Okay, not to sound like a narcissistic asshole here, but why should I do this?”
Sophie drew in a breath, but Dev spoke before she could.
“I think what happened put a pretty big hole in our relationship. And we think working through it with you might be the best way to fix that.”
I let out a breath as my coffee arrived. I thanked the waiter, added some sweetener, and stirred it in, destroying the nice heart the barista had made.
“Dev, you’re a nice guy, and I’d hate for something I did to hurt you. That was never my intention. For that reason, I’ll accept your proposal.”
Sophie smiled and took Dev’s hand.
Buy four, get one free.
“So, when do you want to do this?”
“Tomorrow?” Sophie asked.
“I have a lecture at nine on Wednesday. I’m not going out drinking on Tuesday. Thursday works. I have a lecture at one, but I can go out before that. I’m heading back to Iowa on Saturday, so Friday is tight too.”
“Thursday it is, then.”
“Cool. Dinner? Movie? What’s the plan?”
“Dinner and drinks? And we see where things go from there?”
“Cool. Leave from our place at seven?”
“Sounds good. I’ll organize everything.”
“Good. See you then.”
I drank the rest of my coffee and left.
When I got home, Ethan was alone in the living room, video calling with Dahlia.
I joined him on the couch. He acknowledged me with a nod, and Dahlia asked who it was.
“Lillian just walked in.”
“HI, LILLIAN!” I heard from the phone.
“Hi, Dahlia.”
They went back to their conversation, and a random thought hit me.
I went over to the couch where Ethan was sitting and got down on my knees. He looked down at me, but only for a second, so he wouldn’t alert Dahlia.
I unzipped his pants, pulled out his dick, and started sucking him.
“What’s the matter?” I heard from the phone.
“Nothing. I just got this pain in my neck.”
“Did you twist it?”
I went deep.
“I think I need to put some ice on it. I’ll call you back later.”
He hung up, and I stopped.
“Now, now. If you hang up on her, I stop.”
“That’s not fair.”
“Never said it was fair. Let me know if you want to try again.”
I walked into my room and closed the door.
Ava had started spamming me with very NSFW memes, and while that was clearly a breach of my rule about keeping her at arm’s length, they were funny. When I got to my room, I saw I had about ten new ones to review.
I knew Ava would eventually escalate to coming over. She had class at nine the next morning, just like me. Perfect excuse for us to walk to school together. She said it motivated her to get up, something she had trouble doing on her own.
Me: You want to skip the pleasantries and just ask to come over?
Ava: 🥺
Me: What does 🥺 mean? I don’t speak bottom.
Ava: SENT IMAGE
Frodo holding the One Ring.
Top: “Do as you’re told.”
Bottom: “It’s some sort of Elvish. I can’t read it.”
Me: Fine. I’ll get Mateo to eat me out until I squirt in his mouth, and you can send me thirsty images while I do it.
Ava: No no no no. I’ll be right over.
Me: Better be.
Ava: 💦
Ava arrived around five, much earlier than normal.
I was lying in bed, scrolling on my phone, not really paying her much attention, but she crawled into bed and wanted to snuggle.
“I had a meeting with Sophie and Dev today.”
Ava froze at that.
“Oh?”
“Yeah. I agreed to go on a date with them.”
She was silent, but didn’t move away.
“I think it’s a horrible idea, but Dev deserves a shot at fixing their relationship. And this is their fucked-up way of doing it. I’ll do my best to help.”
I felt Ava nod against me.
“That sounds fair,” she said, her voice a bit more unsteady than I had expected.
“So, what do you want to do today?”
Ava seemed to recover.
“I recall something about squirting?”
“Later, you goon. It’s only five, and I’ll need some food first.”
“Not something now and something later?”
“Why are you so horny all of a sudden?”
“I’m an eighteen-year-old girl who’s ovulating and currently snuggled up against a sexy woman. What do you expect? Also, I might have brought a toy I want to try out?”
I raised my eyebrows at that.
“You have toys?”
“Maybe I do. If you’re up for letting me try one on you?”
I pretended to think about it, but I was already sold on the idea.
“Okay, show me what you’ve got.”
I unbuckled my pants while Ava grabbed her backpack and pulled out a black rabbit vibrator.
“That’s cute.”
“I hope you like it.”
I spread my legs for her.
She deep-throated the vibrator before getting between my legs and sliding it up and down my slit. The white silicone disappeared between my lips, and she smiled like she had accomplished something she had wanted for a while. She made sure the rabbit arm slid over my clit, and I felt the low buzzing tighten the coil in my stomach.
She kissed the inside of my thigh as the vibrator took over most of her work. Her warm breath felt nice, but I felt like she could be put to more use.
I rolled onto my side and drew one knee up. I reached down between my legs and grabbed her hair, guiding her back.
“Lower,” I moaned.
She made a sound against my skin, perhaps a question or protest. I couldn’t tell, and didn’t really care. I guided her head until her mouth was touching my asshole.
I pushed my hips back against her.
“There. Stay.”
She started kissing me there, clearly not understanding the request.
I grabbed the back of her head, pushing her down and my hips backward.
“Open. Use your tongue.”
I felt a slight hesitation as the kissing stopped, then the wet feel of a tongue rimming me.
“Good girl,” I moaned.
With Ava in place, the pressure was building much faster.
I rocked against her face and reached back to pull one cheek open.
“Deeper.”
I felt her mouth seal tightly around my rim as her tongue started to wriggle inside.
“That’s the spot.”
My breathing grew heavier as I felt the wave coming.
Ava must have known it too, because she doubled down with both the vibrator and her tongue.
When I came, I clenched hard around her tongue. She kept it as deep inside me as she could until I tapped her on the head and told her she was done.
I lay in bed with Ava in my arms.
“Why were you hesitant about eating ass today? You did it the first night.”
“I dunno. The first night was like… a haze. We were just bodies, all working together. I don’t remember thinking at all that night. I was just in the moment.”
“And you’re not like that now?”
“Now it’s more like something you look forward to. A favorite show or a hobby. You think about it a lot. What it’ll be like. How it’ll happen. I think about what I’ll do and what’ll be done to me.”
“What were you hoping would be done to you today, Ava?”
She blushed at that.
“I was hoping you would have sex with me?”
“That is awfully unspecific, Ava.”
“Well, you’re usually more creative than I can imagine.”
“Show me how you use the rabbit on yourself.”
She blushed even more and looked away.
“Are you afraid of showing me how you masturbate after going down on me?”
“Well, it’s always been a private thing.”
“Can you make it something you share with me?”
She looked at the rabbit, then back at me.
“Promise not to tell anyone?”
“Who would I tell? And what would I even tell them? That you’re a weirdo when you masturbate?”
She undressed, sat across from me on the bed, and spread her legs.
She was freshly shaved. Legs, pussy, underarms. I noticed she had even plucked the hair around her nipples. There had been a few fine, almost white hairs there the last time.
She had put some effort in before coming over.
“Your body looks amazing, Ava. You’re stunning.”
She did a full-body blush when she heard that.
“Thank you. That means a lot coming from you.”
She turned on the rabbit and started sliding it up and down her slit.
Closing her eyes, she slowly inserted it and used her left hand to keep it in place. It slipped out a little every few seconds, and she pushed it back in with a small, steady motion.
The rabbit arm slid on and off her clit in a slow rhythm.
Her right hand went behind her and started rubbing her asshole.
She didn’t insert anything, just stroked it with her finger, pressing against it without going inside.
I heard her breathing getting raspier.
I reached over to the hand stroking her asshole and pushed one of her fingers inside.
She gasped and started moving it in and out.
She opened her eyes and looked at me watching her.
“You like watching me do this?”
“You look very beautiful doing it.”
She groaned when I said that, and I could see her increase the rhythm a little.
I reached over and guided another finger in beside the first.
She gasped again.
“Why do you like doing that?”
“I like seeing people do more than they initially thought they would. I like seeing them cross a boundary they thought they wouldn’t cross, but they did it for me because I asked them to.”
I saw her bite her lip as the orgasm hit her. It was silent except for her breathing, but I could see her body contracting and clenching.
She let the vibrator slide out of her and did a long stretch as I stroked her thigh, telling her she was a good girl and that I was very proud of her.
Lying down beside her, I looked up at the ceiling.
“Wish I smoked. Feels like that’s something you’re supposed to do after sex, right?” Ava said.
“Don’t like the smell,” I said, not looking over at her.
“What are you thinking, Lillian?”
“Close friends call me Lin, you know.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. I started with Lillian here because I thought it would give me a new perspective on things. I’d become a different person.”
“Did it work?”
“Nope.”
“Did you want to be another person?”
“I thought so.”
She went silent, and I thought about what I’d just said. What I wanted from moving here had slowly gotten away from me.
I thought I wanted a boyfriend. A stable, comfy relationship. I thought I wanted a degree, something to show for what I’d done.
But all of that had fallen by the wayside.
I didn’t want school anymore. I had finished my end-of-term paper early. I’d read through it, and I knew it was good, but I wasn’t proud of it.
I didn’t care.
When Ethan stopped hiding his girlfriend, I wasn’t hurt. I think I had already given up on the idea of being his girlfriend. I was sleeping with half the house. Getting Ethan had been an idea, and one I realized I couldn’t have.
But that didn’t bother me.
I turned my head and looked at Ava.
“You know you and I can’t ever be a couple, right?”
She swallowed.
“I know.”
“Does that bother you?”
She nodded, and I could see her eyes starting to tear up.
I pulled her into a hug, squeezing her tight and kissing her neck.
“I won’t toss you away. If you want what we have now, that’s fine.”
Ava nodded. I could feel wet tears on my shoulder.
I decided I should hold her until she was done. It was the least I could do.
When Ava left the next morning, I knew I had fucked up. We had gone out to eat, but Ava had been quiet. She would sometimes meet my eyes, then look away like she expected me to hit her.
We had sex that evening, but despite several attempts, I just couldn’t get off. Ava had withdrawn into herself even more after that.
It felt like a worm had crawled inside me and was slithering around, eating away at my energy and my will to be myself.
I was convinced it wasn’t the loss of Ava. It was that I had hurt her.
She didn’t deserve that.
By Thursday, I still really wanted to cancel my date with Dev and Sophie, but I knew Sophie would just go home and Ava would have to deal with her. So I wanted to give her that tiny bit of relief, at least.
I took a long shower, washed my hair, shaved, and moisturized. I suspected Dev would see me naked before the night was over, and I wanted him to have something nice to look at.
When I came out of the shower, I found Ethan waiting for me.
“What do you want?” I asked, perhaps with a bit more spite in my voice than I expected. It had been three days since my aborted blowjob, and he hadn’t looked me in the eye since.
“Could we try it again?”
“Try what?”
“I have a call with Dahlia in a few minutes. You want to see if you can make me come while I’m talking to her?” He gave me a knowing smile.
I bit my lip.
“Let me dry my hair first. I’ll come to your room after.”
I quickly dried my hair, slipped into a bathrobe, and snuck over to Ethan’s room.
I opened the door and saw him lying on the bed, chatting with Dahlia. His pants were already unbuttoned.
His eyes flicked toward me, and I heard Dahlia ask if something was wrong.
“Nah, just heard a noise in the hallway. Guessing Mateo came back or something.”
I slipped out of my bathrobe and slithered up between his legs.
“Anyway, I talked to Professor Levin about the master’s program today.”
“Mm-hm.”
I pulled Ethan’s dick out of his underwear. He was already hard, with pre-cum leaking from under his foreskin.
“And apparently I’ve been looking at the wrong study guide this entire time.”
“Seriously?”
I stroked him, pulling the foreskin back and exposing the dark head.
“Yes. There’s one for the general program and one specifically for people coming in through the research track. Nobody told me this.”
I took the tip into my mouth and circled the head with my tongue.
“That seems useful,” he said with a slight catch in his breath.
“Thank you. I thought so too.”
I started playing with his balls with one hand, rolling them gently in my palm. I tried to meet his eyes, but he was staring straight at the screen.
“Sorry.”
“So now I have to go back through everything and make sure I’m actually meeting the right requirements.”
I was now stroking him as well as sucking him, and I could see him shifting uneasily while keeping his head in place.
“That’s a nice top you’re wearing today. Is it new?”
“What? Oh, this thing? I got it at Goodwill. You like it?”
“Yeah. Makes your tits look big.”
“Oh, you.”
“Oh, God forbid a boyfriend thinks his girlfriend’s tits look nice.”
I heard Dahlia laugh.
“You really like my tits that much?”
“Best I’ve ever seen.”
I took him all the way to the base for one stroke, and I saw Ethan pull in a sharp breath.
“Mmmmm,” I heard from the phone.
“That’s what I like. Show them to me.”
Great. Dahlia was flashing him while I was blowing him.
“You know I shaved today. Want to see?”
“Oh, baby. You know I want nothing else.”
I went back to shallow sucking. This was getting too far into Ethan’s playfield, and I didn’t want to be a blowjob machine for him and his girlfriend’s video call.
“Aw, that looks amazing. Can you lie on the bed and show me?”
“Sure. One sec.”
A few seconds passed.
“Oh, that is beautiful, baby.”
“Let me see you jerk off, babe.”
FUCK!
Ethan looked at me and waved his hand to the left.
I took the hint and slowly moved off the bed as he turned his camera around.
“Switch the camera, stupid,” I heard Dahlia say.
“What?” Ethan said, while urging me toward the window.
“Switch the camera on the video call so you can see me and I can see your dick, you moron.”
“Oooh. One second.”
He angled the phone straight up, leaned his face over the screen, flipped the camera, then repositioned himself.
I could finally see what Dahlia had done. She had propped her phone on a pillow or something on the bed and was on her knees, spread open and leaning back, slowly stroking herself while watching Ethan’s dick.
I could see her whole body and face. She was smiling as she rubbed herself.
“You have such a nice dick, Ethan. I love seeing it so wet and slimy. You’re a horny boy, aren’t you?”
I raised my eyebrows.
Ethan was concentrating now.
“Yeah, babe. I miss you so much.”
“Miss my cunt, you mean.”
“Yeah. I miss your cunt.”
I looked at the phone, then at how Ethan was lying, and figured out how to put the danger back into it.
I stepped over to him and looked him in the eye before mounting his face, facing forward so I could see the phone while he could only eat my pussy.
I started playing with my clit, matching Dahlia’s rhythm, and felt Ethan’s tongue start doing its assigned work as well.
The coil was already winding tight. The situation had supercharged my pussy, and I knew I wouldn’t last long.
I tried to keep my breathing quiet, breathing through my nose, but the rhythm was building fast, and I could see Dahlia was heading the same way.
When I came, I bit my lip and tried to stay as quiet as possible while I heard Dahlia let out a long moan on her side.
I saw Ethan come shortly after, and I heard Dahlia praise him.
“Oh yeah, that’s my boy. Give me all that jizz. All for me.”
I stepped off Ethan and moved back toward the window, out of the camera’s view. I saw him flip it back to his face.
“Oh, baby. You’re all sweaty. Did I make you come that hard?”
He wiped his face, spreading out the mess I had left there.
“Yeah. You were so good, I couldn’t help myself.”
I gave him a wave and slipped out of the room, wrapping the robe around myself as I went.
I got dressed, did my makeup, and headed out to Felice 83. Sophie had texted me that she’d booked us a table for seven thirty.
It was an Italian restaurant and wine bar, with lots of wood and leather and walls lined with wine bottles.
Sophie and Dev were already sitting at a table near the edge of the room, with an empty chair waiting for me.
I waved and walked over to join them.
“You made it.” Sophie beamed.
I sat down and looked at both of them. They had clearly cleaned up for this. Fresh haircuts for both of them, and Sophie had gotten her nails done.
“I told you I would.”
A waiter arrived with a bottle.
“We ordered it before you got here, but we waited for you before ordering food.”
“Been waiting long?”
Sophie looked at Dev.
“I was a bit nervous. Also, Ava wasn’t in the best mood, so leaving early seemed like the best option. We’ve been here about forty-five minutes.”
I raised my eyebrows.
“What are the nerves about, Dev?”
“I… it’s nothing.”
He raised his glass.
“To an eventful night!”
I raised mine and tapped it against his.
“Careful what you wish for.”
We spent the evening eating and drinking. By the time we wrapped up, we had gone through two bottles of wine and a few cocktails.
We ended on espresso martinis to give us a little boost before moving on.
“What’s the plan now, Sophie?”
I checked the time. It was getting close to ten.
“Well, I have a hotel room booked down the road. I didn’t want to end the night at mine or yours tonight. I have a bottle of champagne cooling up there, if you’re interested.”
“Lure me with more alcohol. I gave away all my weaknesses on our last date night, Sophie.”
She laughed like I had made the funniest joke in the world and linked her arm through mine. She took Dev’s hand with the other, and we followed the sidewalk toward our designated sex room.
I looked at Dev. He was sweating. Nervous.
“Hey, Dev. If you had to choose, who would you come in first? Me or Sophie?” I asked, trying to break the tension.
“What?”
“If you fuck us, who are you inseminating first? I expect you’ll be able to do both of us, maybe even a few times. But who gets it first?”
He looked between us.
“Sophie, of course.”
“Aww. Sophie, you gonna eat me out while he fucks you?”
It took Sophie a second to understand that if he had picked me, I would have eaten her out instead.
“Yeah, sure… I mean, of course. But you do me after, right?”
“I’ll even fist you if you ask me nicely.”
She blushed, and Dev looked shocked.
We reached the hotel elevator. It was one of those fully mirrored ones where you saw yourself a thousand times over.
I reached over and lifted Sophie’s dress.
She was wearing a very thin red thong, reflected a thousand times around us. She blushed but didn’t try to stop me, her redness slowly starting to match her underwear.
Dev did not look amused. He looked like someone trying to figure out who these two women were and why they were behaving this way.
When we got into the room, I saw the champagne bottle sitting in ice in the middle of the room, with two glasses beside it.
“You did not inform the hotel that you were hosting a threesome?” I asked Sophie.
“Dev booked the room. I’m so sorry, Lillian. I’ll call room service right away.”
I waved her off and grabbed a glass from the coffee station.
“Don’t worry about me. I can drink alcohol from any container.”
Sophie opened the bottle and poured us all a glass. The room only had one chair, so I sat next to Dev on the bed while Sophie took it.
“Dev, tell me about Sophie. When you fuck her, what do you like most about it?”
I looked at Sophie as I said it. I really wanted a reaction from her that wasn’t focused entirely on me.
Dev loved this woman, for some godforsaken reason, and I needed her to understand what she was throwing away if she couldn’t focus on him for a little while tonight.
Dev took a sip from his glass and looked at Sophie.
“I love her hair, the shape of her breasts and hips, and how she snuggles into me after we’ve done it.”
“What does she smell like, Dev?”
“Lilacs.” He smiled at Sophie, and she smiled back.
I started unbuttoning Dev’s shirt.
“What’s your favorite thing about Sophie, Dev? What do you love most about being with her?”
“She gets excited about my interests…”
“Oh?” I said as I unbuckled his pants.
“She was never into movies, but she always wants to go with me to the cinema, and she asks me about them. Like, really asks. Not just humoring me.”
I smiled at that and looked back at Sophie, who only had eyes for me.
Damn it, woman. This man was professing his love for you, and all you wanted was to be some fist puppet for a blonde girl.
Okay. Change of strategy.
“Sophie, show me how you suck cock. I’ve always wondered.”
Sophie’s eyes lit up.
I couldn’t believe how many people loved being told what to do.
Dev got up and removed the rest of his clothes as Sophie went down on her knees in front of him. I stood behind Dev and watched as she took him into her mouth.
I moved around behind Sophie and looked closer. She was using one hand to stop him from going too deep, while the other just rested on the floor. Not touching herself. Not touching Dev.
This was a pathetic blowjob.
I started removing Sophie’s clothes, unzipping her dress and letting it fall.
Sophie had such a nice body. Her tits were just the right size to stay high, her hips with just the right amount of curve.
Dev was only semi-hard. Probably nerves. Maybe he was wondering if I was judging him for it.
I leaned over Sophie and kissed him, letting my tongue slide across his lips. He opened his mouth and let me in, our tongues meeting and moving against each other.
He moaned when I pulled back and looked at him.
He had hardened a little more.
I started removing my dress while looking at Dev. He stared at me while Sophie continued giving him head.
“You ever wondered what I looked like naked, Dev?”
He nodded.
“I guess it’s about time you found out.”
I stepped out of my underwear and went back over to him. I kissed him again, and he didn’t hesitate this time. He kissed me back without me having to tempt him into it.
I took one of his hands and put it between my legs. I felt him fumble around until he got a finger inside me.
I gave him a fake moan against his lips, trying to make him feel a little more powerful.
Sophie was still giving him a half-assed blowjob. I assumed her jaw was getting tired.
If you want something done right, do it yourself.
I knelt down beside Sophie and started licking his balls. She looked surprised, and I placed my hand over the one she was using to jerk Dev off.
I started a steadier rhythm, and Dev took a sharp breath.
Sophie stopped using her mouth, so I took over, matching the rhythm of my hand. My other hand kept fondling his balls.
Dev had a normal-sized dick. Not very thick, but easy enough to fit in my mouth.
Sophie had gotten up and was now standing behind Dev, looking down at me giving her boyfriend a blowjob.
“Dev, you want to fuck me while I fist your girlfriend?”
“I think so.”
I patted his thigh.
“Good boy.”
Sophie’s eyes had lit up when I said I would fist her, and she was already getting into position on the bed for me.
“Before you fuck me, Dev, pay attention to what I do to Sophie. Your girlfriend really likes this.”
He was stroking himself, looking between me and his girlfriend as she spread herself wide open.
Sophie had shaved completely this time. No more thin strip of hair down the center.
My stomach went cold.
Dev liked that. She had told me so.
Said it made her look womanly.
I pushed the thought away. That was not something we were dealing with right now.
Sophie had prepared for this.
I found a tube of lube on the nightstand that I hadn’t noticed before.
I put some on my fingers and started working it into every part of Sophie’s pussy.
My first two fingers went in, and Sophie let out a moan. I looked over at Dev, who was watching what I was doing with fascination.
Good. Maybe I could teach this guy how to satisfy his girlfriend.
A third finger went in, leaving only my pinky and thumb free.
I started twisting my hand as I pushed it in and out.
Sophie started moaning louder. On one of the outward motions, I worked my pinky into the fold, leaving only my thumb outside.
“Fuck, that feels good,” Sophie said.
On the next turn, I tucked my thumb into my palm and my whole hand slipped inside her.
“Goddamn, Lillian. That feels amazing.”
I made a fist and started twisting again.
Steady moans started coming out of Sophie. I looked over at Dev again.
He had gone soft.
“Fuck,” I said.
Sophie opened her eyes at that, looked for what was wrong, and spotted Dev.
“Don’t you fucking ruin this for me, Dev.”
I pulled my hand out of Sophie.
“No, no, no, don’t… awww,” she moaned as I saw Dev turn away and sit down on the bed.
“Goddamnit. Dev, why are you like this?”
I wiped my hand on the bedsheets and went over to my clothes.
I looked at Sophie and Dev.
“I’m sorry I agreed to this. It was a bad idea from the start.”
Dev was starting to cry. I pulled on my panties and stepped into my dress.
“You’re fucking useless, Dev,” Sophie said while watching me leave.
I picked up my shoes and walked to the door.
Sophie was staring angrily at me when I closed it behind me.
As I rode home in an Uber, I texted Ava.
Me: Your roommate is gonna be really angry tonight. I wouldn’t tempt fate with her.
I saw that Ava had read the message.
And nothing.
Fuck.
Fine. If Ava wanted to be that way, I wasn’t going to chase her.
When I got home, I saw light coming from under Oliver’s door.
I could use some proper release. Today had been shitty enough already.
I opened the door.
“Oliver, I am gon…”
Mateo was kneeling in front of the bed, and Oliver was fucking him hard. As the door opened, Mateo saw me first. He froze, and Oliver reacted by slowing down.
Oliver had put some kind of gag on Mateo. Mateo looked at me like he knew he had betrayed me. He knew he had done something wrong, but he wasn’t ashamed of it.
Oliver was still deep inside Mateo when our eyes met. His expression was different. He looked like someone caught with something he knew he shouldn’t have, but wasn’t sorry he had taken.
“Lillian… I…” Oliver said.
I stepped back into the hallway and closed his door.
I stood there for a moment.
Ava wasn’t answering me.
Sophie and Dev were fucked.
Oliver and Mateo apparently had each other.
Great.
Ethan might have Dahlia, but I still had something there.
I went back to my room alone.