26 - Fake Relationship

26 - Fake Relationship

Summer

I winced seeing my best friend’s golden hair, and scrambled back, grabbing Damon’s hand. “What do we do?” I whispered, hoping they wouldn’t know we just had steamy, kinky sex in the storage room.

Damon’s stare was leveled, and he calmly said, “You should clean up while I handle them.”

“Do I look that bad?” I frowned, patting down my hair.

“You look perfect, but...” He tilted his head and looked at my thighs. “As much as I love having my cum slide out of your pussy, it won’t look appropriate in front of my sister and her boyfriend.”

I blushed furiously and pinched his arm. “You didn’t have to word it that way, asshole.”

I ignored his burning stare when I walked into the