And he thrust into her core, pumping his length until she could only feel him. A breathless moan escaped her lips. The tantalizing sound sent pleasurable shock waves through his body. Her hips rocked bringing him further into her until--
"Hey little Mace, we've come to steal you from your books for a while." Kyle burst through the door, Korey following closely behind him.
A gasp escapes her lips and she quickly places the book on the bed. Her cheeks heat up quickly with a blush as she fixes her glasses. Oh god, this is embarrassing. She thought as she pressed her back further on the headboard. Kyle plops down on the bed, spreading his arms and legs on the soft mattress. "I'm jealous of your bed." He groans stretching further until his hands hit her thigh.
She could feel Korey's eyes on her, studying her until she couldn't take it anymore, and snapped her eyes to his. Those blue eyes had her sucking in a breath and she quickly looks away. "What were you reading there Mace?" His tone holds a tinge of amusement. Before she could answer him, he reached over and quickly grasp the book. "Hey!" A silent protest leaves her parted lips. She gets up quickly, her feet hitting the wood with a stomp.
Her brown loose wavy hair falls wildly over her shoulder. It reached almost to her bum, but she had no intentions of cutting it. Korey chuckles, outstretching his hands away from her so she couldn't reach. His honey brown eyes scan the words and her heart thuds. Oh god please don't read it out loud. She silently begged in her head as she tiptoed to grasp the book from his hands. She let out a frustrated breath when it was futile. He was taller than her that was for sure. She could hear Kyle's amused chuckles as he watch her struggle to get a hold of the book. What best friends I have. She thought sarcastically.
"And he thrust into her core--" Korey begins, his eyes quickly snapping to hers. Her breath hitches when those swirls of brown turn a shade darker. His brow raises in amusement as he studies her. "Now Mace, aren't you a bit too innocent for these books?" He asked in a mocking tone. His black hair curls on his forehead, his lashes so long that she was embarrassed to admit she was jealous of their length. Straight nose leading to a set of soft lips, so plumped that was now curled into a smirk. He was so handsome.
The current blush on her face grows a shade darker. She was sure she looked like a red truck. Kyle's laughter floats through the room, his voice so loud that she feared her parents would come and see what was the cause. She didn't want to be embarrassed in front of them, knowing Korey, he wouldn't miss the chance too. No one knew of her secret stash of erotic romance novels she has hidden under the bed. But now her secret was now in the open. She groaned aloud, curling her fingers into a fist before punching Korey in his torso. He lets out a stunning breath, and she uses it to jump slightly to pry the book out of his hands.
"Why did mom let you guys in?" She whined feeling utterly mortified that Korey had read those words louder than necessary. She quickly places the book in the waistband of her sweatpants. Hoping Korey wouldn't try to have a hold of it again. His brown eyes flicker to the book in her sweatpants and a twinkle of mischief passes through his striking brown eyes. She shakes her head swiftly, jumps on the bed, and ends up tumbling on Kyle. "Shit Mace, I think you broke my damn hand." He grunts, pushing her off. "Stop being dramatic you big baby." She laughed and lay down on her stomach. The book is pressed against her front in the most uncomfortable way but she refuses to turn up-right in case Korey makes another way to pry it away from her.
Korey smirked, flashing his white pearly teeth. "Are you trying to keep Caden close to your pussy?" He was referring to the male character that was pummeling the female character in the book. She gasped at his crude remarks feeling her face heat up more than it had. She didn't know it was possible. "Eu tenho que dizer que estou com ciúmes." Korey chuckled.
"Oh deus, outro dia terceira roda." Kyle answers. Macy couldn't understand their language and they always used it against her. "Oh come on guys, you know I can't understand when y'all speak Portuguese." She groaned in protest. Kyle sits up to reach over and ruffle her hair. "Then what can we have against you?" He laughs. She swats at his hand and blows away the strands that got on her face. "Why are you guys here so early anyways, it's just nine a.m.?" She found herself asking, shifting in a way to be more comfortable with the book pressed to her front. Korey notices and sends a flash of mischief but she glares, stopping whatever he would've said next.
He comes to sit on the bed, a little bit too close to her. She could take a whiff of his cologne and almost moan aloud. He's your best friend Macy, stop thinking of him in this way. She warned herself. She blamed the erotic romance novels she read. "It's not early nerd, you've just mad we interrupted your book session. Though I'm mad you've never told me about your little fantasies." Korey chuckles. Macy gasp and slaps his muscular thigh. "These aren't my fantasies." She argues, though her voice becomes doubtful even to her own ears. "Our little Mace is not so innocent anymore Korey." Kyle laughs, high-fiving Korey over her head. She lets out a puff of annoyance.
"Would you guys stop?" She whined feeling utterly mortified. "We'll stop if you come to Atlantic with us." Kyle insisted. Atlantic was a small restaurant a couple of minutes away from her house. This is where many teens would come to eat and talk with their friends instead of doing their homework. As much as she hates socializing, Korey and Kyle made sure she came along with them everywhere.
"Fine but let me have a shower and get dressed first." Macy grunts and gets up. "Careful there amor, don't want your book falling out. I'd love to know more of your fantasies for future purposes." Korey jokes but somehow she could hear the tinge of seriousness in his voice.
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