I left Vanessa’s bedroom on unsteady legs, c*m still warm inside her, the taste of her kiss lingering on my lips. My heart hadn’t stopped racing. I splashed cold water on my face in the actual bathroom this time, stared at my reflection flushed, eyes too bright and tried to act like I hadn’t just f****d my best friend’s mom senseless.
Downstairs, Riley was still hunched over her calculus book, earbuds in, oblivious. She looked up when I dropped into the chair beside her.
“Took you long enough,” she teased, popping out one bud.
“Thought you fell in.“
I forced a laugh. “Got lost. Your house is a maze.”
We dove into integrals, but my mind was upstairs replaying the way Vanessa’s body had clenched around me, the sound of her moans, the promise in her eyes when she said she wasn’t done.
