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"Ari?" Jecka's voice cut through the quiet, her amber eyes filled with genuine concern as she approached the redheaded girl slumped against the school's brick wall.
Ari looked up, her purple eyes red-rimmed and her cheeks tear-stained. "Oh, hey Jecka," she mumbled, trying to compose herself. "Do you need something?"
Jecka took a long drag of her cigarette, the smoke curling around. "Not really," she replied, her voice laced with the unspoken weight of the situation. She didn't know the details, but she knew how Nicole treated Ari. It was clear she needed help, but Jecka wasn't exactly the poster child for emotional support and Nicole was her friend after all.
"Nicotine helps me deal with shit," Jecka offered, holding out her half-smoked cigarette to Ari. "Want a hit?"
"I don't really smoke, but thanks," Ari said with a small smile, pushing a strand of her dyed red hair behind her ear. She took the cigarette from Jecka's hand, though, and studied it for a moment before taking a tentative puff. The bitter taste filled her mouth, but the sensation was strangely comforting.
"I want to beat the shit out of Nicole," Jecka said bluntly, watching as Ari's eyes widened in surprise at her sudden aggression. "I mean, we're friends and all... I knew she was a bitch but damn, the way she talked to you... It's fucked up."
Ari let out a small laugh, the first one in days, and handed the cigarette back to Jecka. "It's okay, I'm used to it," she murmured, trying to play it off.
"Bitch, I'm trying to be nice," Jecka said, taking the cigarette back and putting it up to her own lips. "She's gone too far, even for me."
Ari leaned her head back against the wall, feeling a strange warmth spread through her body. She watched Jecka's features in the dimming light, the blonde's usual nonchalant expression replaced with something softer. "Why do you care?" she asked, her voice small.
Jecka took a deep breath, blowing out a cloud of smoke. "I don't know? Maybe because I'm not a totally heartless sociopath." She glanced at Ari, a flicker of something unidentifiable in her eyes.
Ari looked away, not quite believing the sincerity in Jecka's words. "You guys are best friends. You're always together."
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean I don't see what's going on," the blonde replied, her voice a bit softer than before.
Suddenly, the first few drops of rain began to fall from the overcast sky, landing softly on the pavement around them as they both looked up. "Come on," the redhead offered, her voice cracking slightly. "Let me drive you home."
Jecka nodded, taking one last drag before stubbing out the cigarette. They walked in silence to Ari's car, the rain growing heavier with each step. The interior of the vehicle was small and warm, the scent of leather and rain mingling together. Jecka sank into the passenger seat, watching Ari fiddle with the keys for a moment before the engine roared to life.
As Ari pulled out of the parking lot, the rain grew into a downpour, making it difficult to see the road ahead. She gripped the steering wheel tightly, the sound of the wipers a metronome to the silence between them. Jecka reached over and turned on the radio, filling the car with the sound of a punk rock band Ari had never heard before. The blonde said the band's name but Ari missed it, her thoughts racing with confusion. Something like... MSI? She'd have to ask later.
The drive to Jecka's house was short, but it felt like an eternity. Ari couldn't believe that Jecka had noticed the pain she was in, let alone cared enough to offer help. It was a strange feeling, one that was both comforting and terrifying.
As they pulled into the driveway of Jecka's well-kept suburban home, the rain was coming down in sheets, drenching the pavement. Blonde took a look at Ari, who was still lost in her own thoughts. "You okay?" Jecka asked, her voice softer than usual.
"Yeah," Ari lied, the rain blurring her vision as she stared out the windshield. "Thanks."
"Come inside," Jecka suggested, pushing open the car door and stepping out into the rain. Ari followed her lead, the cold water soaking through her clothes as they dashed to the front porch. "My bitchy mom's doing god knows what so we can do whatever."
The house was as Ari had imagined it to be: pristine and filled with the faint scent of potpourri. Jecka led her to the living room, where they both collapsed onto the plush couch, their shoes leaving wet prints on the clean carpet. The blonde grabbed the remote, flipping through channels with a bored expression. "You know Smallville? It's like Superman, but before he's Superman. It's kind of lame but I'm into it. Nicole hates me for it."
Ari couldn't help but smile at the absurd normalcy of the situation. After the tumult of her day, she found comfort in the mundane action of watching TV. They ended up on a rerun of Smallville, talking about whatever came to mind, avoiding the heavy topics that hung in the air.
***
"You know, I didn't expect you to actually be nice," Ari said after a while, the words slipping out unintentionally. She felt a bit embarrassed, her cheeks flushing slightly. "I mean, I've seen how you guys hang out. It's... Different than this."
"Yeah, well, Nicole brings out the worst in me," Jecka said with a shrug, not taking her eyes off the TV screen. "It's just... Easy to get sucked into her shit, you know?"
Ari nodded, understanding the feeling all too well. "But you're not like her," she murmured to herself more than to Jecka.
The blonde turned to her, TV momentarily forgotten. "What do you mean?" she asked, curiosity piqued.
Ari shrugged, her gaze still on the rain outside the window. "You just... You seem more... Human than she does."
Jecka snorted, but the hint of a smile played on her lips. "Well, that's because I actually have feelings, unlike her." She took a deep breath, her eyes lingering on Ari for a moment longer than necessary.
The tension in the room grew palpable, the air thick with unspoken words. Ari felt her heart race, her palms growing sweaty. She knew she should say something, do something, but she was frozen in place, unsure of what the next move should be. Jecka's amber eyes bore into hers, searching for something she couldn't quite put her finger on.
Suddenly, the TV blared with the sound of a commercial break, jolting them both back to reality. Jecka leaned over, grabbing a pillow off the couch, and flung it at the TV. "Fucking commercials," she muttered, her voice tinged with irritation.
Redhead couldn't help but laugh, the sound echoing in the quiet room. Jecka's eyebrows shot up in surprise, a smile spreading across her face, the dimples in her cheeks becoming more pronounced. "Bitch, what's so funny?"
"I just... I've never seen you like this before," Ari admitted, her laughter subsiding into a nervous giggle. "You're actually kind of... Cute when you're mad at a TV show."
"What, are you hitting on me now?" Jecka said, her voice playfully teasing. The words hung in the air like a dare, challenging Ari to acknowledge the shift in the atmosphere.
***
Jecka had absolutely no idea how they had gotten to this point- she found herself making out with her best friend's ex, on the very couch she had sat on countless times while watching TV with Nicole. Yet here she was, Ari's soft, warm lips pressed against hers, and it felt... surprisingly right.
Their kiss grew more intense as Ari's hand buried in Jecka's hair, the blonde's lips parting to allow the redhead to deepen it. Jecka's heart raced, the feel of Ari's skin against hers was something she had never anticipated but found oddly comforting. The sound of the rain outside became a backdrop to their own escalating rhythm, muffled by their racing hearts and the sound of their breaths mingling together.
Ari pulled away first, her eyes searching Jecka's for any sign of regret or confusion. "Fuck, tell me you weren't just... Messing with me," she whispered, her voice shaking as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
"Bitch, you think I'm straight after that?" Jecka retorted, the smile on her face belying the seriousness of the question. Ari's eyes searched hers, looking for any hint of a lie, and finding none.
"So, do you want t-" Jecka started, but Ari silenced her with another kiss, this one more desperate, more needy. Her tan arms wrapped around Ari's waist as she straddled her, pulling her closer until their bodies were melded together. The feel of Ari's soft curves pressed against her was something new, something thrilling, and she couldn't get enough.
Freckled hands roamed under Jecka's shirt, the blonde shivering as the redhead's cool fingers traced her spine. Jecka broke the kiss, her breathing ragged as she tugged at Ari's shirt. "Let's go to my room," she murmured, not quite believing what she was saying.
The redhead nodded, and together they stumbled down the hallway. Jecka's room was a mess, clothes and makeup scattered across the floor, but it was a chaos that she didn't mind. She pushed the redhead onto the bed, her own heart pounding in her chest. This was uncharted territory for her, but something about it just felt right.
They kissed again, more urgently this time, as their hands explored each other's bodies. Jecka felt Ari's pulse quicken under her fingertips, and she knew that she wasn't the only one feeling this way. They moved together in a rhythm that was as natural as breathing, as if they had been doing this for years rather than minutes.
Ari's hands found their way to Jecka's hips, pulling her closer, and for the first time in a long time, she felt alive, like she was truly living in the moment instead of just existing. Jecka's touch was gentle but firm, a stark contrast to the harshness she had grown used to with Nicole. It was like being bathed in a warm light after living in darkness for so long.
Jecka could feel her heart hammering against her chest as Ari's hands slipped under her shirt, her fingertips gliding over her bare skin. The blonde sat up, her brown eyes locked with purple ones, and in one swift motion, she pulled the shirt over her head, revealing her lace bra. The sight of her flushed face was almost comical, but the gravity of the situation quickly set back in as Ari followed suit, her own shirt landing on the floor.
Their bare skin touched for the first time, and it was like a spark had ignited between them. Jecka felt a jolt of electricity run down her spine, a gasp escaping her lips as Ari's fingertips traced the contours of her collarbone. They paused, looking at each other with a mix of excitement and apprehension. This was it, the moment where they could either stop and go back to their separate lives or keep going and potentially find something beautiful in the wreckage.
Ari leaned in again, her eyes closed as if savoring the moment. Jecka's breath hitched as their breasts brushed against each other, her mind racing with thoughts of what could happen next. But she didn't want to think; she just wanted to feel. So she wrapped her arms around Ari, pulling her closer until their bodies were one.
The kiss grew deeper, tongues dancing together as their hands grew more adventurous. Jecka's heart was pounding so loudly she was sure Ari could hear it, but she didn't care. This was a feeling she had never experienced before, and she didn't want it to end. Ari's hands were shaking slightly as she unclasped Jecka's bra, the fabric slipping away to reveal her bare chest.
Ari leaned in, placing soft kisses along Jecka's collarbone, feeling the blonde's pulse quicken under her lips. Jecka let out a moan of pleasure, arching her back as Ari's warm, wet lips found their way to her breasts. The redhead's teeth grazed the sensitive skin, nipping and teasing until Jecka's breath hitched in her throat. It had been so long since she had felt this kind of attention, the kind that didn't feel like a race to the finish line.
The thought of past encounters with guys who had only cared about their own pleasure and adding her to their body count made Jecka's skin crawl. They just wanted to get off and leave, never considering her needs. But there was a tenderness in the way Ari touched her, a gentle urgency that told Jecka she was more than just a notch on someone's bedpost. It was a stark contrast to the rough hands she'd become accustomed to, and she found it incredibly alluring.
As Ari's kisses grew bolder, Jecka felt a fire light in her belly, a hunger she hadn't felt in a very long time. She pushed Ari down onto the bed, taking control of the situation. The redhead's eyes widened with surprise, but she didn't resist, instead letting out a soft whimper that only spurred Jecka on. The blonde's hands traveled down Ari's body, finding the button of her jeans and deftly unbuttoning them before sliding the zipper down.
The sound of the rain outside grew louder as Jecka's touch grew rougher, her hands exploring the redhead's skin as if it were a map she was trying to memorize. Ari's hips bucked slightly at the contact, her nails digging into the bed sheets. Jecka smirked, knowing that she had found a sensitive spot. She kissed Ari's neck, her teeth grazing the skin lightly, feeling the redhead's pulse race under her lips.
Ari's breaths grew shallow as Jecka's hand found its way into her jeans, her fingertips brushing against the soft fabric of her underwear. "Please," Ari whispered, her voice pathetic and needy. "Please, Jecka."
"Please what?" Jecka cooed, the sight of Ari's disheveled state intoxicating, making her own want grow stronger. She paused, watching Ari's desperate eyes, the pupils dilated with lust. The way Ari's cheeks were flushed and lips were already swollen from their kisses made Jecka's heart race even faster.
"Please... Don't stop," Ari begged, her voice barely above a whisper. Fuck, how could Nicole be such a bitch to someone so sweet? Jecka thought to herself as she leaned in to kiss Ari's neck, her fingertips playing with the waistband of her jeans.
With a swift movement, Jecka slid the fabric down Ari's legs, leaving the redhead in nothing but her underwear. The sight of Ari's bare skin made Jecka's own body ache with desire, and she could feel the heat pooling between her legs. She straddled Ari again, her own need taking over, and began to kiss her way down the redhead's body.
As Jecka reached Ari's breasts, she bit down a bit too hard on the soft flesh, a gasp escaping Ari's mouth. "Shit, sorry," she murmured, but the redhead's eyes had only grown darker, a smoldering fire burning in their depths.
"Do it again," Ari whimpered, her voice a mix of pain and pleasure. Jecka's eyes widened slightly, but she didn't question it. Instead, she took the redhead's nipple between her teeth and gave it a gentle bite, watching as Ari's face contorted in a silent cry.
"You like that?" Jecka cooed against Ari's skin, her breath hot and ragged. Ari nodded, her gaze avoiding Jecka's as she bit her bottom lip in embarassement. The blonde chuckled, a sound that was both seductive and comforting.
Ari's hands slid down Jecka's back, tracing the outline of her spine before settling on her hips. Her nails dug in slightly, urging her closer. Jecka took the hint and ground herself against Ari, feeling the redhead's body respond with a shiver. They were both lost in a haze of desire, the world outside their little bubble forgotten.
The blonde's hand slipped lower, sliding under the waistband of Ari's underwear. She felt the wetness that awaited her, and her breath hitched in anticipation. Ari's body was trembling, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of power in this moment. It was a heady feeling, knowing that she could make the redhead feel so much with just a simple touch.
Jecka's fingers danced over Ari's folds, the soft whimpers and moans filling the room as she found her rhythm. The redhead's hips rocked against her hand, and she could feel Ari's nails digging into her skin. The pain was exhilarating, a reminder that this was real, that this was happening.
Ari's eyes fluttered closed, and her head fell back into the pillow, her breath coming in short gasps. Jecka took the opportunity to kiss her neck, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin as her hand worked its magic. The redhead's legs wrapped around Jecka's waist, pulling her closer, urging her to go faster.
The blonde leaned in and held the other girl's jaw open with her free hand, her thumb brushing over Ari's bottom lip. Jecka's gaze was intense, almost predatory, as she moved closer. Before Ari could react, she spat in her mouth, the saliva mixing with their kisses. Ari's eyes widened in shock, but instead of pulling away, she found herself drawn in deeper, desperate whimpers escaping her lips.
The taste was unexpectedly erotic, the act of dominance sending a thrill through her body. Jecka's thumb circled Ari's clit, her other hand moving to massage her breast, her teeth still lightly tugging at the redhead's lower lip. Ari's eyes rolled back, her moans growing louder, her hips moving in sync with Jecka's rhythm.
The blonde felt a wetness between her own legs, her desire for Ari growing with every passing moment. She knew she wanted more, needed more, and she wasn't going to stop until she had it all.
"Fuck, Jecka," Ari moaned, her hips grinding into Jecka's hand as she approached her climax. Jecka's own body responded to the sound, whimpers of desire escaping her as she felt Ari's muscles tighten around her fingers. She knew she was close, could feel it in the way Ari's grip on her arm tightened, the way her breaths grew shorter.
As Ari's orgasm crashed over her, Jecka leaned in and wrapped her hand around her throat, applying just enough pressure to make the redhead gasp. Ari's eyes shot open, wide with shock, but instead of fear, Jecka saw pure ecstasy. The sight was intoxicating, and she tightened her grip slightly, feeling Ari's pulse race under her hand. The redhead's eyes rolled back, and she let out a strangled moan that sent a jolt of arousal straight to Jecka's core.
With a final shudder, Ari's body went limp, and Jecka slowly released her grip, kissing the spot where her teeth had been moments before. "Holy shit," Ari murmured, her voice thick with satisfaction. Jecka chuckled, a smug smile playing on her lips as she leaned back to admire her handiwork, the way her pink lipstick was all over the redhead's neck.
The blonde slid off Ari, panting slightly as she sat beside her on the bed, her eyes roving over the other girl's flushed body. "Your turn," Ari whispered, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of pleasure. Jecka's smirk grew, a hint of challenge in her eyes as she leaned back, her own jeans and underwear slipping to the floor.
The redhead's gaze was hungry as she took in the sight of Jecka's nakedness, her eyes lingering on the blonde's wetness. She had never felt so wanted before, and it was a heady sensation that made her feel powerful. Ari slid off the bed, her knees hitting the carpeted floor with a soft thud. She leaned in, her eyes never leaving Jecka's, and pressed a gentle kiss to the inside of her thigh. Jecka's breath hitched, and she watched with anticipation as Ari's mouth moved closer and closer to her center.
Jecka's pink phone was buzzing on the nightstand, but she ignored it, lost in the moment. Ari's soft, gentle kisses trailed up her thigh, sending chills through her body.
The moment Ari's tongue made contact, Jecka's body jolted. It was a sensation she had never felt before, not with the roughness of the boys she'd been with. Ari's touch was soft, almost reverent, as if she were worshiping every inch of Jecka's skin. Jecka's eyes rolled back in her head, a low moan escaping her as Ari's tongue swirled and danced around her clit, teasing it to a fever pitch.
The blonde's hands tangled in Ari's hair, gripping tightly as the redhead's mouth worked its magic. The wet sounds filled the room, making Jecka's cheeks burn with a mix of arousal and embarrassment. But the pleasure was too intense to care about anything else. Her hips began to rock, pushing into Ari's face, silently begging for more.
Ari looked up at her, eyes glazed over with desire. The sight of her, so eager to please, so desperate to make Jecka feel good, was the most erotic thing the blonde had ever seen. Her own need was building, her body crying out for release, but she didn't want this to end just yet. "Good girl," she cooed in between breaths, the words slipping out before she could stop them.
Ari blushed at the praise, her cheeks matching the color of her hair as she applied more pressure. Jecka's legs began to tremble, and she knew she wouldn't last much longer. The way Ari's tongue danced around her clit was driving her insane, the sensation almost too much to handle. Her breath was coming in ragged gasps, her hips bucking as she approached the edge.
"Fuck, Ari," Jecka gasped, her eyes squeezed shut as the waves of pleasure crashed into her. The blonde's grip on the redhead's hair tightened, her nails digging into the scalp, as she thrust her hips upward, desperate for more contact. Ari's mouth was a heavenly force, bringing her closer and closer to the precipice of ecstasy.
With a final, desperate moan, Jecka came, her body convulsing as Ari's tongue continued to flick over her clit. The world around her faded away, leaving only the exquisite sensation of release. Her breathing was erratic, her chest heaving as she rode the crest of her orgasm, Ari's name falling from her lips in a whispered mantra.
The redhead sat back, a shy smile playing on her lips as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Jecka's eyes were still closed, her chest heaving with the aftermath of her climax. She felt a gentle hand on her thigh, and she opened her eyes to see Ari looking up at her with a warm expression that made her heart flutter. "Did I do good?" she asked, the innocence in her voice making Jecka's insides melt.
"Fuck, yeah. I don't think I ever came that hard," Jecka managed to say, her voice husky with satisfaction. She reached down, her fingers tracing the curve of Ari's cheek, feeling the heat radiating from her skin. "Or came in general, with anyone else."
Ari blushed deeper as she crawled back up onto the bed, curling into Jecka's side, her head resting on the blonde's chest. Jecka's hand found its way to her hair, carding through the soft strands as she held the redhead close. The room was still, except for the steady beat of the rain and their own hearts, which seemed to echo in their ears.
Jecka's mind raced with thoughts, trying to process what had just happened between them. God, she just had sex with her abusive best friend's ex. The guilt should have been overwhelming, but all she felt was a deep sense of satisfaction and connection with Ari. She didn't regret it; the feeling of Ari's warm body against hers was too powerful to be wrong.
They lay in silence for a few moments, their breaths slowly returning to normal. Jecka's hand never left Ari's hair, stroking it gently as she felt the redhead's chest rise and fall with each breath. The phone on the nightstand buzzed again, more insistently this time, but Jecka ignored it. This moment was too precious to be interrupted by the outside world.
When the room had grown quiet once more, Jecka leaned down and captured Ari's lips in a gentle kiss, tasting the sweetness of her own desire on the other girl's mouth. The kiss was a promise, a silent declaration that they were in this together, no matter what the future held. Ari's arms wrapped around her neck, pulling her closer, deepening the kiss.
But the incessant buzzing of the phone on the nightstand grew louder, a grating reminder of the world outside their cocoon of passion. Jecka sighed and finally reached for the device. The screen was lit up with Nicole's name, a stark contrast to the warmth and comfort she found in Ari's arms. She debated ignoring it, but something told her it might be important.
With a resigned look, she answered the call, bringing the phone to her ear. "What the fuck do you want? I'm busy," the blonde snapped, her arm wrapping around Ari.
Nicole's voice on the other end of the line was a harsh intrusion into their intimate sanctuary. "Bitch, what do you mean you're busy? It's not like you ever do anything important," she spat, the venom in her tone clear even through the speaker.
As Ari started to slowly kiss her neck, Jecka's eyes widened in shock and pleasure. Her grip on the phone tightened as she stifled a gasp, not expecting such tender affection. Nicole's voice grew distant, the words echoing through the phone line like a fading storm as Ari's lips trailed up to her ear. Jecka's body responded instinctively, arching into the touch, and she felt a thrill run down her spine.
"Jecka, what the fuck, are you listening to me?" Nicole's voice pierced through the phone, pulling Jecka out of the serene haze that Ari's gentle kisses had sent her into. She swallowed hard, trying to compose herself.
"Uh, yeah, sure," Jecka replied, her voice slightly breathless, trying to ignore the warmth of Ari's mouth against her skin. "What's up?"
Ari took this as an opportunity to leave a gentle mark on Jecka's neck, her teeth sinking. The sensation sent a shiver down Jecka's spine, making it difficult to focus on Nicole's tirade. She couldn't help but let out a soft whimper of pleasure, which was met with a chuckle from the redhead.
"I said, what the fuck are you doing right now?" Nicole demanded, her voice sharp and piercing through the phone. Jecka's cheeks burned, but she remained silent, enjoying the feeling of Ari's mouth on her neck too much to bother with Nicole's drama.
"Look, I'm just... busy," Jecka managed to say, her voice strained. Ari's kisses grew more daring, her tongue darting out to lick the sensitive skin of her throat. The blonde's eyes fluttered shut, her breath hitching as Ari's teeth grazed her earlobe.
"Busy with what? Who's there?" Nicole's tone grew suspicious, and Jecka knew she couldn't keep up the charade much longer. Ari's hands began to explore further, sliding down to cup her breasts, her thumbs flicking over the erect nipples. Jecka stifled a moan, her eyes squeezing shut.
"It's... it's nothing," she lied, her voice wavering. "Just some homework." Ari smirked against her neck, her teeth grazing Jecka's skin, sending another wave of pleasure through her body. The blonde's hand tightened around the phone, trying to keep her composure.
"Homework, my ass," Nicole scoffed. "Bitch, are you masturbating while I'm talking to you?" Jecka's eyes flew open at the accusation, and she shot Ari a glare. The red-haired girl simply giggled into her neck, the vibration of her laughter sending another shiver down her spine.
"No, of course not! What am I? Jeffery?" Jecka stuttered, trying to keep her voice steady. Ari couldn't help but once again laugh quietly into Jecka's neck, her breath hot and tickling. The blonde's eyes narrowed playfully, whispering to the redhead, "Not helping, you're going to pay for this later."
Ari's laughter subsided, replaced by a mischievous smirk. "Oh, I'm counting on it," she murmured back, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin just below Jecka's ear. The sensation sent a jolt of pleasure through the blonde, and she couldn't help but gasp. Nicole's voice grew more insistent on the phone.
"What the fuck was that? Jecka, seriously, who's there?" The line was silent for a moment, and Jecka took a deep breath, her heart racing. She knew she couldn't keep this up much longer.
"It's nobody," Jecka replied, trying to keep her voice even. But Ari had other ideas. She slid her hand down Jecka's stomach and slipped a finger inside her, making the blonde's eyes widen in surprise. Jecka's body responded immediately, her walls tightening around Ari's digit. She had to bite her lip to keep from crying out.
"Fuck, Ari," Jecka hissed, her eyes squeezed shut, trying to maintain her composure as the redhead's finger moved inside her, stroking her inner walls with a gentle but firm rhythm.
"Is that Ari?" Nicole's voice took on a new tone, one of anger and disgust. "What the fuck are you doing with her?"
Ari's eyes sparkled with mischief as she inserted another finger, her thumb circling Jecka's clit. Jecka's breath hitched, and she had to force out the words. "It's none of your business, Nicole. We're just...hanging out."
The lie tasted bitter on her tongue, but Ari's touch was like a sweet drug, making it difficult to focus on anything else. The redhead's movements grew more deliberate, her eyes locked on Jecka's face as she watched her struggle to keep the conversation going.
"I need to go, Nico- fuck, sorry," Jecka gasped out, her breath hitching as Ari's expert fingers worked their magic. She hastily ended the call, tossing the phone onto the bed, unable to focus on anything but the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body.
Never had she felt so exposed, so vulnerable and yet so alive. The way Ari's eyes bore into hers, the gentle smirk playing on her lips as she watched Jecka squirm in pleasure, was intoxicating. The redhead's touch was better than any drug she had ever tried, better than any high she had ever chased. Jecka's body was responding to Ari's every whim, a symphony of sensation that she never wanted to end.