Valerie’s POV
My voice cuts through the dark room, and both of them freeze. I sit up in bed. The sheet pools at my waist. My shirt is still pulled above my t**s, and I don't fix it. My hair is messy. My face is flushed. My p***y is swollen and dripping and I can feel how wet the sheet is under me.
They stare at me. Nate's hand is on the door handle. Jacob is two steps behind him. Both their c***s are still making visible outlines in their shorts.
"You're awake," Jacob says.
"I've been awake the whole time," I say. "I felt everything. Every finger. Every tongue. Every inch of your c***s that you put inside me and pulled out before I could finish."
The silence is loud.
"How long," Jacob says slowly, "have you been awake?"
"Tonight? The entire time. Before tonight? I've known for a wee
