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“You told your mom we had sex?”
Vada blinks back at you, confused. Not even a minute ago you’d been on top of her, pressing hot kisses down her neck. And then she’d opened her mouth. Confessed a little too much. As she always did.
“Yeah. It just kind of- came out.” She chews her lip. “You know how sometimes I talk and talk I can’t stop talking-“
You huff. Climb off her. Shuffle to the other side of the bed.
Mrs Cavell had been so weird when you’d arrived. Overly friendly. Her voice a little higher than usual. And she’d insisted Vada keep her bedroom door open. A hot flush creeps up your neck and taints your cheeks. This was so embarrassing.
“Are you mad at me?”
“Of course I’m mad at you.” You say, voice clipped. “I didn’t want anyone knowing we’d- done that - let alone your mom.”
Hurt flashes through her features. If you weren’t so annoyed, you might have taken it back.
“Oh. Alright.”
She draws her hands into herself.
“What exactly did you tell her?” You rake your hands through your hair.
Vada avoids your gaze.
“Vada!”
“That we- we did… oral stuff and… I might have mentioned the fingering-“
It’s worse than you thought. You stare.
“Unbelievable.” You snap. “Un-fucking-believable.”
Blood rushes to your ears. You launch yourself off the bed, grab your things. If it was possible to die of humiliation, you think this might just be the end for you.
“I’m sorry.” She says, her voice a little small. She draws her legs up to her chest. “I didn’t mean to upset you.”
“You never mean to do anything, Vada, but you do it anyway.” You say. Irritation flooding through you.
Vada was like that. One of those people who floated through life never worrying about the consequences of her own actions. You’d found it endearing when you’d first met her. It’s not so cute right now.
She looks up at you like a naughty child who’s being scolded.
“So, you do regret it then.” She says. Her stare is piercing, “Even though you told me you didn’t.”
“I-“ You trail off. Think for a moment.
“No.” You say, quietly, “I don’t regret it.”
“But you’re embarrassed by it.” She says, her eyebrows furrowed, “You’re embarrassed by me.”
She’s hurt, you can tell by the way her voice shakes a little. The irritation is gone. Guilt creeps through you.
“Of course not. Vada-“
“Then why can’t we tell anyone?” She asks. Her eyes are off you now, she’s staring down at her fingers as she picks at them. “I mean. Okay. Maybe I shouldn’t have told my mom-“
Your eyebrows fly to your forehead.
“Maybe?”
She ignores you. Looks up, eyes shimmering.
“But why can’t we tell anyone else? Why can’t I tell Nick? Why can’t we tell people at school?”
“Because it is embarrassing.” You say, flush creeping into your cheeks, “Sex. Not just sex with you, Vada. In general.”
“I don’t think it’s embarrassing.” She says, voice quiet. “I liked having sex with you. I’m not embarrassed to tell people about it.”
“Clearly.” You mumble. Your eyes fall to the door. You wonder if Vada's mom can hear you arguing.
Vada chews at her lip again. She does that when she’s insecure, you’ve noticed. You swallow hard. The last thing you wanted to do was make her feel like you didn’t want her.
You sigh. Move over to the bed. Hesitant, you brush a strand of hair from her eyes.
“I’m sorry.” You say. She’s staring up at you through mournful, brown eyes. “I’m not embarrassed by you. I’m not embarrassed by- what we did.”
Her expression doesn’t change. She doesn’t believe you. You try again.
“When we had sex it was- new. And confusing for me.” You confess. “It’s still confusing for me.”
She looks away. You take her hands between yours, try to draw her attention back to you.
“But I liked having sex with you too.” You say. Her eyes lock back to you. “And I want to do it again.”
A slight smile tugs at her lips.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
You tilt your face closer to hers, capture her lips in a soft kiss. You feel her relax. Entwine your fingers with hers. When you pull away, her eyes are still closed. You nudge your nose against hers.
“You should tell Nick. And anyone else you want.”
She grins. “Really?”
You nod. “Just- please don’t tell your mom anything else, okay? About the sex. It’s not fun for any of us.”
Vada nods. “Okay. Sounds like a deal.”
She leans in, kisses you again.
“So, about that sex we’re going to continue having…” Her eyes twinkle. She tugs on the band of your jeans.
“Vada-“ You sigh into her mouth. “We can’t. Your mom-“
“-Is downstairs.”
She’s slipping her tongue into your mouth. Guiding your hands to her hips. Not a trace of insecurity now. This is the Vada you love. Bold, confident. No fucks to give. You sigh happily into her mouth. She’s wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt and those orange basketball shorts she likes so much. Your fingers brush the waistband. Arousal surges through you. She releases your lips, moves her hand down to guide yours.
She slips your hand into her underwear, bites her lip as your fingers brush the length of her. You groan as you feel the velvet of her folds, already coated wet with her arousal. You coat your fingertips with her wetness, rub gentle circles over her clit.
You brush your nose against hers. Her eyes are hooded, pupils wide with arousal. You dip your fingers down further to her entrance, kiss her jaw as you slip a finger inside her.
She’s impossibly warm, and so tight. Your mouth falls open as you slip another in. She grips around your fingers, making these noises, satisfied little sighs every time you brush her clit with your thumb.
You tilt your head again, watch the door. Well aware Vada’s mom could round the corner and find you two fingers deep inside her daughter.
Vada’s hands are on your face, tugging you back to her. She wants your attention, kisses you desperately as you draw your fingers in and out. She’s getting wetter with each curl of your fingers. The way she’s sighing into your mouth, pussy tightening around your fingers, you can tell she’s close.
“Fuck.” You whisper against her lips. Your mouth waters, “I want to eat you out so bad.”
She makes a noise low in her throat, her cunt squeezes impossibly tight around your fingers.
“Yes. Please.” Her voice is thick with arousal. You can’t resist any longer.
You retract from her, pull her further down the bed. She gasps as you withdraw your fingers, then as quick as you can, tug her shorts down her legs.
She looks so pretty with her legs spread like this, pussy gorgeous and wet and swollen for you. You no longer care if the door is wide open, you have to have her now.
You press your lips against her inner thighs, tease her. Her hands are in your hair, trying to guide your mouth to where she wants you. She’s soaked with arousal, you lick it off her thighs, clean her up a little. She tastes so good, bittersweet, as amazing as she had the last time you’d done this. You loop your arms around her thighs, pull her close to you. Her smell is intoxicating, it makes your mouth water. You lean down, press your lips against her folds.
She moans, a little loud, her thighs tighten around your head. Encouraging you.
“Shh.” You whisper into her thigh. “You have to be quiet, okay?”
She nods, desperately. You kiss her thigh once more.
Now you’ve had a taste of her, you can’t get enough. You lick a broad stripe from her entrance to her clit, mouth watering at her taste. You dive in, licking and sucking. She likes when you lap at her entrance, you realize, the way her hands grip tighter in your hair. She likes it even better when you take her clit between your lips and suck hard. You alternate, kissing, licking, exploring her, until her thighs are gripping tight around your head and her back is arching into the mattress.
She’s moaning again, too loud. You’re too far gone to care now. You lap at her, drink her in.
You gasp as you feel her orgasm, fresh wave of cum drizzling into your waiting mouth. She pants, grip slackening as she comes down from her high. You press a few more kisses to her thighs, lick every last drop of her you can find.
Then, you kiss your way up to her lips. Let her taste herself on you.
“Whoa.” Vada says. You can feel the thrum of her heartbeat as you press your lips to her chest. “That was even better than the first time. And the first time was good-”
“Shh.” You murmur, pressing your lips to hers, “You’re ruining the moment.”
“Sorry.” Vada says. She drops her head back into the mattress. “I never know when to stop.”
You lay there a moment, rest your head on her chest.
“Girls!” Vada’s mom’s voice from down the hall snaps you out of your reverie. You lift your head, roll off her body. “It’s quiet up there. Everything okay?”
Vada groans.
“We’re fine, mom, we’re just watching a movie!” She yells out.
There’s a long pause. You throw Vada her pants, help her tug them back on.
“Why don’t you come watch it downstairs?”
It’s not a question. Vada falls back into the pillows, lets out a dramatic huff. You swallow hard. Vada’s mom totally knows what you’ve been doing up here.
You smack her stomach, gently.
“I told you to be quieter.”
“Ow.” She rubs her stomach. Sits up with you. “How was I supposed to be quiet when you were doing that.”
She loops her arms around your shoulders. Leans in to press a kiss to your lips. You relent. Hum against her lips.
“Girls!”
Vada groans again. Pulls away.
“We’re coming! Jesus!”