My heart hammered in my chest as I stared at the text, the screen glowing like a damn warning light. Mom and Dad back in an hour?
Shit, that was barely enough time to air out the s*x stench clinging to everything. Jake stirred beside me, his arm heavy across my waist, c**k still half-hard against my thigh.
I nudged him, whispering urgently, 'Wake up. My parents...they're coming home early.'
His eyes snapped open, that lazy post-f**k haze clearing fast.
'What? How much time?'
'An hour, tops.' I sat up, sheets tangling around my legs, c*m still sticky between my thighs.
The room reeked of us...sweat, jizz, my arousal. No way they'd miss it if they poked around.
Jake bolted upright, scanning for his clothes. 'f**k. Okay, I'll grab my s**t and...'
'No, wait.'
Panic twisted with t
