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Chapter 21 by Vox121 Vox121

What does Scott do?

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“Oh fuck.” The whispered words were all I needed to hear to know what had just happened. Sean was inside her. By his soft sigh, he was enjoying it as much as her.

“How do you want it today, babe?” Sean said as I heard more rustling.

Kaylee let out a breathless moan. “Read the mood.”

Sean gave a light laugh.

Fabric rustled. I scribbled down another answer. Soft grunts and moans caused the flesh on my arm to tingle and raise. A quivering hand punched another equation into the calculator. A single creak of the bed stopped my breath. My eyes stared blankly down at the block of text. All hope of continuing vanished as I listened to the sounds of Kaylee and Sean’s lovemaking beside me. I didn’t dare look. I didn’t know what it would do to me. Hearing her talk about all her wonderful experiences with men was hard enough to stomach. Seeing her? I doubted my strength.

The sounds of shifting fabric increased, as well as the volume of Kaylee’s moans. Sean was increasing his pace, and she was responding. My heart thundered. I had to focus on my physics. I needed to get it done. I needed—

A furtive glance to the bed beside me flashed an image of bare skin before snapping back to the white paper. Another glance brought blond hair streaked with teal. Each glance lasted longer. Each one uncovering more of the picture.

I was only vaguely aware of the pencil falling from my grasp.

There before me was Kaylee in all her naked glory. My imaginations had nothing on the splendor of the real thing. Smooth alabaster skin covered toned muscle. Her firm breasts defied the pull of gravity, small pink nipples standing erect. The **** of Sean’s thrusts against her caused a short rippling motion as they swayed up and down. My eyes flowed ever downwards, drinking in every inch of her. Muscles in her legs clenched tightly around Sean as if preventing him from escaping from their welcoming embrace. From my angle, I could just make out the thin strip of blond hair between her legs as his bare cock pumped in and out of her.

Yet it wasn’t her body that held my attention, as wondrous as it was. Once my eyes had snacked on the feast her body provided, it was her face that held my attention. Her parted lips glistened as breathy moans escaped them. These were broken up by the chaste kisses Sean smothered her with. As if he were trying to smother the extraordinary noises they made. Blue eyes never left Sean’s face as she urged him on.

“That’s it,” she gasped. “Fuck me. Fuck me, Sean,” she whimpered.

I don’t know how long I watched those eyes of hers. The way pleasure danced across the soft features of her face. This was all a side of Kaylee I’d never seen before. My nausea had vanished. My heart quivered with each beat. A new sort of sickness afflicted me. It was like I’d fallen in love with her all over again.

And it hurt.

It hurt that I wasn’t the one she was looking at. That I wasn’t the one whose name she called out. I wanted to be the one who gazed into those lovely blue eyes. To kiss those soft lips. Sean didn’t even seem like he was appreciating what he had. He was certainly feeling good, but it looked like he was going through a checklist. An actor going through the motions because that’s what the script demanded. There was no emotion there. No passion. Nothing more than the desire to sate his lust.

It was Sean who noticed me staring first. He turned his head towards me, giving me a wide grin. “Dude, your girlfriend’s fucking tight as hell.” He didn’t lose pace as he spoke to me. If anything, he increased the speed of his thrusts. For the first time since I started watching the two, it looked like he was excited about something. I hated it. There was a smug smile there, like he was somehow better because he was the one on the bed, not me.

Getting caught watching paralyzed my lungs. I couldn’t respond to his comment about Kaylee being my girlfriend. We were just friends. Nothing more. I needed to clarify that. To tell him that he had it all wrong. If not me, then Kaylee would. She was constantly telling people we weren’t dating. That our spending time together was just because we were great friends.

But I couldn’t say a word. Not with Kaylee looking at me. I had passed the event horizon. The pull of her eyes was inescapable now as they tore me apart atom by atom.

“Fuck me, Sean,” she said, eyes not moving. “I need you to fuck me.” He complied. I could tell he was hammering her by the way her body jerked atop the covers. The noisy slaps of skin against skin filled the air. Yet I didn’t dare look away. Kaylee’s expression grew strained. Her moans had stopped, replaced by sharp breaths. It looked as if she were trying to contain herself. To keep from showing the overwhelming pleasure that she felt.

A few seconds later, she finally burst. “Oh fuck,” she gasped. Those two words dripped of pleasure and lust. “Oh fucking god. Oh my god,” she cried out. Yet she still didn’t look away. “Fuck me. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.” She repeated those two words like a mantra. Yet I couldn’t help but feeling those words weren’t directed at Sean, who was doing exactly that. It was the way her gaze refused to let me go. Like she was pretending it was me locked between her muscular legs, not Sean.

Wishful thinking on my part. If she really wanted that from me, I would be the one on the bed, not Sean. No. I was her friend.

Just a friend.

“I’m going to cum,” she announced. “Oh shit. I’m going to cum. Going to cum!”

Her hand snapped out from the bed, grabbing my arm. Her nails dug into my arm as pleasure erupted across her face. “Cumming! Oh god! Scott! I’m cumming Scott!” Her eyes shot wide, mouth opening to match. “Scott!” she shrieked as an orgasm rocked her body.

Flabbergasted, I watched as Kaylee climaxed while calling my name. My name. I didn’t understand it. An impossible mix of emotions stirred within me as Kaylee’s sweet voice made erotic noises. Hurt, excitement, confusion, and more swirled together as I watched, unable to look away. Sean never stopped. Her grip on my arm became painful as her orgasm faded only for Sean’s rapid thrusts to topple her over the edge once more. She called my name again before collapsing back into another blissful climax.

Then it was over. Sean was groaning and grunting as he emptied himself inside her. Once he was finished filling her up, he gradually pulled himself out and flopped back onto the bed in a sitting position. Tossing his head back, he let out a content sigh.

“Fuck me,” he groaned. “That was fucking hot.” His eyes trailed over me, resting on the spot between my legs. Glancing down, I found I was sporting an erection. Face heating, I tried covering it with my hands. He was grinning, but it didn’t look like it was directed at me. “I haven’t cum that hard in a while.”

Rubbing his nose, he leaned forward to examine Kaylee. She had a content smile on her face. Eyes closed, she was still breathing hard as she laid unmoving on the bed. Fortunately, she had released my arm. The skin was red from where her nails had dug in. A few spots were even bleeding. Touching the tender area made me wince. It would probably bruise.

“She okay?”

“Yeah,” Sean said, settling back. “She’s usually like this with me—especially when I give her multiple orgasms. Isn’t that right?” he asked, giving her thigh a light tap.

“Mmm,” she cooed, not opening her eyes.

Sean slid off the bed and stretched. Grabbing a few tissues, he cleaned himself off before grabbing his clothes. In a few minutes, he was fully dressed.

“I’m going to take off Kaylee.”

“Uh-huh,” she muttered, smiling as she turned over.

Sean scratched his cheek, looking over at me. “Not going to lie, she’s going to be like that for a good bit. Need a lift home?”

Surprised, I looked from him to Kaylee. “Um…”

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