Part Four

Waking up on the couch at his home in Aldridge House, Peter found himself recalling his night with Kaley and couldn't help but smile at recalling seeing his ex-girlfriend in the throes of pleasure however he decided to put that thought in the back of his mind as he got up from the couch and make himself and Hollie some breakfast however he was surprised to find brunette already in the kitchen, frying an omelette in a pan.

"And here I was going to make you something." Peter commented as he got Hollie's attention as he entered the kitchen.

"Sorry," Hollie smiled at her best friend. "I thought I'd make us breakfast, sort of as a thank you to you for you know, keeping me distracted and cheering me up..."

"You didn't have to. I'm your friend," Peter responded as he leaned against the island as he watched Hollie turn over the omelette. "It's the least I could."

"And this is the least I can do," Hollie told him. "Especially since you had another way to distract me tonight?"

"Errr, yeah, we don't have to do that," Peter shook his head. "There's no need."

"Why? What is it?" Hollie said curiously.

"It was a stupid thought I had last night," Peter said. "Something Jerome, Ryan, Nate and I did when Jerome and Zara broke up."

"Well, what was it?" Hollie questioned.

"We kinda went to strip-club." Peter revealed.

"And you thought because I'm a girl, I wouldn't want to do that?" Hollie said much to Peter's surprise.

"You'd be down for that?" Peter said while looking at the brunette.

"Yeah, it'll be fun. Some hot girl dancing, twerking her ass in front of us..." Hollie said while looking at Peter with a smirk on her face. "Don't you think?"

"It's your choice," Peter told her.

"Then let's do it." Hollie excitedly said.

"That's fine by me," Peter nodded. "I even know of the perfect place to go."

"Of course you do," Hollie teased her friend before plating up the omelette for him. "So, you want tea or coffee with that?"

Jerome gasped out loud as his free hand took hold of Claire’s purple hair as she bobbed her head up and down his length, enjoying the feeling of the morning blowjob, Claire had surprised him with. It was only after several minutes of Claire sucking his dick that Jerome could no longer hold back and he brought the would-be singer close, flipped her over so that her legs were over his shoulders and sank his cock deep inside of her.

Thrusting in and out of her, her large breasts jiggled all around as he pinched her nipples, played with her breasts. Jerome slid one hand under her hips, lifting her ass to get deeper into her, making her cry out. Their bodies began sweating as his cock pounded up and into her and Jerome couldn’t be certain but each thrust seemed to spur Claire on even more, almost like it was driving her crazy.

Jerome couldn’t help it either, enjoying the feeling of having Claire with him and he couldn’t help but grunt either and very soon Claire’s eyes rolled back in her head as her orgasm raced through her, her legs were shaking as her juices coated Jerome’s cock.

Unable to hold back, Jerome pulled out of Claire and switched positions, bending the singer so that she was on all fours and Jerome wasted no time in parking himself behind her, lining up his rock-hard, thick cock with her wet hole and with a single push, drove his wide cock into her slick pussy as far as it would go.

"God, YES," Claire moaned. "Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Thrusting slowly inside of Claire at first, Jerome began to build up a steady rhythm before grabbing her bare hips and doubled his speed and filling his bedroom with the wet sounds of slapping flesh. Jerome spent the next several minutes, fucking Claire as hard and fast as he could, holding her hips tight, all the while Claire continued to moan as she felt every inch of Jerome’s hard cock inside of her.

"God, that feels so GOOD," Claire moaned, her voice bouncing as she took each of Jerome’s thrusts.

"I'm cumming..." Jerome warned.

“In me…” Claire just about managed to get out and she felt Jerome grunt as he felt his cock pulse over and Claire pushed her ass back against him and Jerome erupted firing ropes and ropes of cum inside of her pussy.

“Shit… That was good…” Jerome softly breathed out as he pulled out of Claire.

“And that cannot happen again,” Claire said to Jerome, causing Jerome to look at her in confusion. “This was a mistake, last night was a mistake. You’re Nathan’s best friend, I’m his ex-girlfriend… We can’t do this… We shouldn’t have done this…”

“But we have…” Jerome pointed out.

“And no one knows and this has to stay that way,” Claire said. “We’re friends, nothing more. We don’t need things to get even more complicated. Trust me,” Claire added. “Now if you excuse me, I’m gonna go use your shower and leave before we do something like this again…”