Chapter 7

The morning light slipped through the thin curtains, warm and soft across Lexie’s face. She stretched in bed, trying to push away the memories of last night, but they clung like stubborn shadows. The apartment had been silent since her father left, too silent, and the quiet only reminded her of the storm that had happened between her and Mr James. A knock came at the door. Lexie sat up quickly, heart racing. She brushed her messy hair back and called, “Who’s there?”

The door opened slowly, and Kira stood in the doorway. Her eyes were swollen and red, her cheeks damp with fresh tears. She looked so fragile, so broken, that guilt stabbed Lexie right in the chest.

“Kira…” Lexie whispered, her voice soft.

Kira stepped into the room, not even trying to hide the tears that streamed down her face. Her lip trembled, and before Lexie could move, she broke down completely. “I can’t… I can’t do this anymore, Lex,” Kira cried, her shoulders shaking. “Everything is falling apart.”

Lexie’s heart twisted. She slid out of bed and pulled Kira into her arms. The sobs soaked her nightshirt, and every sound of pain from Kira dug deeper into Lexie’s guilt. She stroked her hair, whispering, “It’s okay. I’m here. You’re not alone, Kira.”

Kira clung to her like she was holding on for life, arms tightening around her waist. Lexie felt her own heart pound harder, the warmth of Kira’s body pressed so close stirring something dangerous inside her.

At first, it was only comfort. A hand rubbing circles on her back. A cheek pressed against hair that smelled faintly of lavender shampoo. But then Kira lifted her head, her tear-stained eyes locking with Lexie’s. The space between them crackled.

Kira’s lips trembled, Lexie didn’t move. And then like neither of them had a choice Kira leaned in.

Their lips brushed, soft and uncertain, but the spark that lit up Lexie’s body was anything but gentle. Her breath caught, her body stiffened, but then her hands betrayed her, pulling Kira closer instead of pushing her away.

The kiss deepened in a rush.

Kira kissed like she was starving, like Lexie was the only thing that could stop her pain. Lexie melted against her, answering with equal hunger. Their mouths moved together, wet and frantic, tears mixing with heat.

A moan slipped from Lexie’s lips, shocking her. Kira pulled back just long enough to whisper, “Don’t stop…” and before Lexie could think, their mouths crashed again.

They stumbled back to the bed, falling onto the sheets in a mess of limbs and tangled hair. Lexie lay on her back, Kira hovering above her, pressing down as if she wanted to fuse them together. Their bodies fit in a desperate rhythm, the friction making Lexie gasp and cling tighter.

Kira pulled off her jacket while still kissing Lexie, in a flip movement she pulled out her white inner top, Kira had bigger boobs and bigger thighs compared to Lexie whose breasts are just B-cups and her hips are curvy. The sight of Kira's big balloon like boobs made Lexie gasp, she had missed this, she sit up while Kira still straddling, Lexies tongue lash at Kira’s nipple, sucking and nibbling them while Kira moan wildly.

Kira tug at her silky nightdress, Lexie body respond leaving Kira’s breast for a second,she pulled it off, Kira peel off her wet panties while Lexie helped her lay on her back, now straddling Kira her hot tongue groping Kira nipple with her hands twirling her other nipple.

Every kiss was messy. Every touch was wild.

Kira’s hands explored without hesitation, sliding over Lexie’s waist, her arms, her back. Lexie arched against her, nails scratching at Kira’s wild back, pulling her closer. Their breaths grew louder, filling the room, every sound heavy with need.

Lexies hands trailed Over Kira’s tummy down to her pussy teasing her, Kira pussy was so wet, with one forbidden thrust Lexie deep her index and middle fingers into her.

“Fuck Lexie!” Kira’s soft voice called out, her deep blue eyes stares with forbidden wants.

Lexie liked the look on her face, that look got them her in the first place, Kira had these round puppy eyes that could drown anyone in them and she had drowned Lexie in them on her eighteenth birthday.

The bed creaked beneath them, Sheets twisted around their legs as they moved, lost in the rush of forbidden heat. Lexie’s heart hammered so fast she thought it might burst, her body trembling under the storm they were creating.

Her mind screamed at her to stop. This is wrong. This is dangerous. They could get caught But her body didn’t listen. Every nerve burned with pleasure, every thrust of her fingers inside Kira’s pushed her deeper into madness. Kira’s pussy clamped around her fingers as she plunged in and out didn’t help either, it only made her forget herself, her worries, and the world itself.

“Kira…” Lexie gasped against her lips.

Kira only kissed her harder, swallowing the sound, faster her fingers clung to each other like they could drown in the moment.

The world outside didn’t exist, until the knock.

Sharp and Loud, breaking the spell.

Kira froze, eyes wide, her body still trembling from the frenzy. Lexie pulled back, her face pale with panic, lips swollen, hair falling wild around her face.

Another knock, harder this time. And then…

The door burst open.

“Lexie…” Mr. James stepped in, but the words died on his tongue.

His eyes widened, locking onto the scene before him: the two girls tangled on the bed, sheets pulled up hastily over bare skin, cheeks flushed, breaths still heavy.

Lexie’s blood ran cold, her white creamy fingers which were going in and out of his daughter some seconds back caught Mr James eyes but She scrambled for the blanket, yanking it higher, shielding both herself and Kira. But nothing could erase what had already been seen.

Kira’s hand clutched hers under the sheets, trembling.

Mr. James stood frozen in the doorway, disbelief carved into every line of his face. His lips parted, but no words came out. To him, Lexie was his best friend’s daughter yet also the girl he had already crossed forbidden lines with. And Kira… his own little girl. Seeing them tangled together like this shattered every boundary he thought he still had left. The silence pressed down heavily, suffocating.

“Dad…” Kira’s voice broke as she tried to speak, her eyes wide and wet with shame.

Lexie’s throat tightened, she couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. The taste of guilt and fear mixed on her tongue. All she could hear was the violent pounding of her heart and the echo of what she and Kira had just done, crashing down around them like broken glass.

And worse Mr. James’s gaze wasn’t just that of a horrified father. It lingered on Lexie, raw and burning, full of emotions he could never admit in front of his daughter.