Sparrow pushes me against the door, slamming it shut and locking it as her plump lips attack my neck. I close my eyes, licking my lips as she sucks on my neck. Wow, she’s good with her tongue.
We blindly strip out our clothes and walk around the house to her room.
“Are we really doing this? I ask and moan as her hands caress my body. Damn, she’s good with her hands too.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No, but what about Emily?” Sparrow kisses my neck and up to my jaw, nipping at it as her hands hold my hips. She guides me to her bed, lying me down.
“Don’t worry about that” Sparrow settles between my legs and I wrap my arms around her shoulder. I move up kissing and licking her neck, committing her moans to memory. I have a feeling this may never happen again.
“I’ve never been with a girl.” She smirks as her hand moves to my thigh, nudging my leg open.
“Let me show you what you’ve been missing.” Sparrow begins kissing down my body and I moan, taking her hair out of the bun and running my hands through her soft curls. I hold her hair in a tight grip as she kisses my nipple through her bra.
“Don’t tease me, I’m horny enough already.” She laughs but strips off my underwear, leaving me naked in her bed. She attacks my breast with her lips, opening her mouth wide to suck as much as she can into her mouth. I gasp in surprise not expecting the jolt of pleasure that hits me like a shock.
Sparrow sucks, bites and licks my chest leaving various marks around my torso. I bite my lip to hold in my moans but some betray me regardless. She has one hand kneading my right breast, my other breast is in her mouth, while her free hand runs down my torso, across my scar, and between my legs. I haven’t been this wet and ready in…ever.
Is it like this with all women or is Sparrow just that good with her mouth, tongue, and damn these…
“Ooh..” I cut myself off, biting my lip as she begins rubbing my clit. Sparrow sits up, rubbing my lip with her thumb.
“It’s just us, I want to hear you.” I suck her finger into my mouth, making her laugh and shaking her head. I suppose there’s really no going back from here. She rubs my clit faster and my hips buck up into her hand.
“Ahh please, Spar-”
“No, call me Noé.”
Noé? Her real name, it’s so damn cute. I don’t get the chance to compliment her as she slips her digit inside of me, still rubbing my pearl. Her middle finger hits my spot instantly, sending me into a quivering moaning mess.
She fucks my spot relentlessly as she kisses down my body until she’s settled between my legs. I lift up enough to look down at her as she throws me a dangerous smirk.
What did I just get myself into?
Noé lifts my leg over her shoulder and dives in, mouth first, attacking my clit. Her fingers never lose their pace. My head falls back against the bed, unable to hold myself up as wave after wave of pleasure attacks my body.
“O-oh, y-ye-es, N-Noé” she laps and slurps up my juices as she fucks me harder. Nothing but the sounds of wet slaps, slurping, and moaning can be heard.
Her tongue joins her finger inside of, her nose brushing against my clit, forcing my eyes closed at the forces of pleasure that seem never ending.
“Yes, right there, don’t stop, Noé…fuck, me...shit.” My hands fly to her hair as she finds the spot that has my legs shaking. She reaches up and tugs my nipple and that’s my undoing.
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“Oh fuck. I’m gonna cu-ooohh yes Noé…fuck.” There are spots behind my eyelids as I hold on to Noé’s hair, willing my body to stop shaking. Damn she’s good. Is Noé her sex alter ego or something?
She uses her tongue and mouth to clean me up as I come down from the clouds she threw me to. She licks up my body, leaving a wet trail across my torso up to my ear.
“You taste and sound damn good. If I would’ve known I would’ve suggested this earlier” she nips at my ear before sitting up as I give her a breathless laugh. That was a lot better than I expected but it does have me a bit curious. Let’s just say I wouldn’t mind doing this with her again. Maybe that’s just the drugs, alcohol, and lack of sleep talking.
“So, was being with a woman as good as you expected?”
“It was better, to be honest.”
“Oh? I proved what you’ve been missing huh?”
“I guess but now I’m curious.” Noé laughs as she straddles my lap, still dressed in her underwear. I’m sure it has something to do with Emily so I don’t comment on it. I trace the tattoos on her exposed skin. I’ve never felt this comfortable with anyone so fast. If only Roman was as personable as Noé.
“Curious about what?”
“Well, how else do women have sex anyway?” Noé gives me that same devious smirk that lets me know I just started something I may not be able to handle.
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I get out of bed with a bad attitude, a throbbing head, sore body, and stinging ass. All because of the insatiable nympho amused at my pain.
“Don’t glare at me like that. How was I supposed to know Mr. Stone would call at 5am? Otherwise, I would’ve let us sleep.” I don’t say anything as I take the aspirin waiting for me, drinking the entire glass of water. This bitch literally let me sleep for 20 minutes before her mouth was on my pussy again. We didn’t stop until Mr. Stone called, giving us an hour to be at the mansion.
“You owe me coffee Sparrow.” She chuckles but nods, waving me off.
“I’m back to Sparrow huh?”
“Yep, I’m convinced that Noé is your sex goddess alter ego. And she is not needed nor wanted right now.”
“Ooh, sex goddess that’s new. I’m that good huh?” I roll my eyes at her teasing and leave to take a shower. I just inflated her ego so much.
I smile as I step into the barely warm water. It’s nice having someone I genuinely trust and care for. I’ve definitely never had a friendship like this, but I’m going to cherish it.
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Fuck Sparrow, man. I keep a tight grip on my warm coffee cup as we walk the 2 blocks to the mansion. Not only did she keep me up all night, now we have to walk in the cold ass snow.
I’m in a really bad mood.
“Oh, don’t look like that. I’ve kept you up for longer doing worse shit than last night.” I know she’s talking about training but this is different.
“You’ve never made me that tired before.” She cackles and I know I just inflated her ego some more. I should just shut up or her head won’t be able to fit through the door.
“You’re just full of compliments this morning. I like this side of Winter.” I laugh and take a sip of my much needed coffee.
“I’m not trying to boost you Sparrow.” She looks at me for a second as we both walk and drink in silence.
“Will you really not call me by my name?” She asks so casually like it’s not a big deal but I think it’s adorable. There are little moments like this that we had back in training, whenever we both dared to get vulnerable with each other. A silent unspoken understanding between us that helped solidify our friendship.
“Do you want me to?”
“I wouldn’t have told you otherwise, not just cause we fucked. Not many people call me by my name, only Emily really. I only allow the people I trust and care about to call me by my name.” I smile, feeling my bad attitude melt away. I can’t remember the last time someone said they care about me.
“Okay then I’ll call you Noé. And about Emily, won’t she be pissed when she sees us walk in together and I’m covered in these.” I gesture to the dark purple hickies littering my neck. They even go further down to my thighs. She sighs, rolling her eyes with a shrug.
“My own fault for even catching feelings for the girl. We’re only 2 years apart but damn she can be childish. Anyway it’s over now anyway.”
“Hm, it didn’t look that way last night. So was this rebound sex or revenge sex?” She laughs as we get near the mansion, the cold air whips at our faces but we both seem to ignore it fine.
“A bit of both I suppose, sorry for using you.” I laugh at her half-ass apology, waving it off.
“Don’t be, I was using you too after all.”
“Ugh please don’t tell me you were thinking of Roman the entire time.”
“Not the entire time, no, but…” I look around and lower my voice. “I know you heard Mr. Stone last night, he says I’m his kid. Doesn’t that make Roman my adopted brother, technically?” She has a considerate look before she starts laughing with a shrug.
“I have no fucking clue.” I groan as I sip my coffee. Maybe that’s why he looked so turned off when I was on his lap. Dude wasn’t even semi-hard. It’s probably because he sees me as his sister.
Just great. Why did I have to be related to that man? I was better off not knowing. I need to avoid Roman now, that shit is just weird. I can’t be attracted to him now.
But he’s so cute.
“Ugh, I’m just going to avoid him.”
“Yeah, good luck with that” Noé snickers and I sigh, why do I have to be technically and legally related to the guy? Maybe it only counts if you’re raised together. I mean we just met, so it doesn’t, right?