No

Matt's eyes widened in panic. "Shit," he hissed, pulling away from Jesse. He hastily tucked his cock back into his pants, zipping up as he stepped back. "You better go," he whispered, his voice hoarse with lust.

Jesse stood up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, a smug smile playing on her lips. "Text me later," she said, her voice low and seductive. "When I'm at the mall with Kirsten."

Matt nodded, his eyes still glazed over with arousal. "I will," he promised, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jesse took a moment to compose herself, trying to ignore the pulsing ache between her legs. She walked back into the bathroom, where Kirsten was already drying her hair. "Be right there," she called out, her voice a little too high-pitched. She took a deep breath and opened the door to find her friend sitting at the vanity, her makeup scattered across the counter.

"What's up?" Kirsten asked, her eyes meeting Jesse's in the mirror.

Jesse shrugged casually, trying to push the image of Matt's cock out of her mind. "Just got Matt's number so he can keep in touch with us at the mall," she said, her heart racing as she sat down on the edge of the bed.

Kirsten nodded absently, focusing on her mascara. "Good idea," she said, her voice muffled slightly by the towel around her neck.

Jesse felt a thrill of excitement at the thought of keeping their little secret. The tension between her and Matt was obvious, and she knew it was only a matter of time before they found themselves alone again.