Chloe wakes up

Will's eyes roamed up and down Chloe's body. Her tits, abs, pussy, legs, he didn't know where to stop. Eventually, he glanced back up at Chloe's face.

She opened her eyes.

Will felt his blood freeze in his veins, his heart fall out of his chest. Fuck. Oh no.

"What the FUCK," Chloe screamed, clamping both hands down across her crotch. Then, she realised what she did, and hurriedly moved a hand across her nipples. "You're fucking dead," she shouted.

"Dead but clothed," said Will. "And I've seen it all, you might as well stop hiding." Chloe's hands didn't move an inch. "I won the bet yesterday, I saw you naked today, think of it as a delayed reward."

Chloe leant her head back into the pillow. Some of the anger appeared to drain out of her face. "I can't believe you. Fucking perv."

"Yeah, yeah, you would have done exactly the same thing. Only, you lost. Hard luck."

"Hard indeed," said Chloe. She nodded towards Will's shorts, where a tent was obvious.

"Fuck," said Will. He quickly rolled away and covered his crotch. Chloe chuckled. "You know, I will get you back for this." She spoke quietly, locking her eyes with his.

"I expect you to try," said Will.