Climax.

Victoria didn't need any more encouragement. She slid down the bed, her own need driving her to be as daring as Chloe had been. She kissed Max's stomach, her teeth grazing the sensitive flesh, and then moved lower, her tongue tracing a path down to Chloe's pussy. The brunette's legs parted automatically, her body begging for more.

Max watched, her eyes wide with desire as Victoria's mouth closed over Chloe's clit. Chloe's back arched, a moan escaping her lips that was muffled by Max's hand, which had found its way into her mouth. The sight of her two best friends pleasuring each other was more than Max could handle, and she reached down to stroke her own clit, her body already primed for another orgasm.

The room was a cacophony of pleasure, their breathing heavy and uneven. Chloe's hips rocked against Victoria's face, her hands buried in the blonde's hair as she urged her on. The tension grew, each moan and gasp a testament to their building passion.

And then, with a scream that was part pleasure and part release, Chloe came, her body shaking with the **** of her orgasm. Victoria sat back, her face glistening with Chloe's juices, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. "Now, that was a dare well done," she murmured.

They lay there for a moment, their breathing slowly returning to normal, the only sound in the room the distant rumble of thunder. The storm was getting closer, but they were too lost in each other to care. The air was charged with electricity, both from the impending rain and the sexual tension that still hung heavy between them.

"That was..." Max trailed off, struggling to find the right words. "AMAZING," she finally exclaimed.

Chloe's cheeks were flushed, and she couldn't help the proud smirk that curled her lips. "Glad you liked it," she murmured.