CHAPTER 2 —AROUSAL IS A BITCH, ISN'T SHE?

CALISTA

They sounded like violent claps, could someone be praying or something? I straightened and took one hesitant look at the lasagna before deciding to figure out what the noises were.

Now I wish I hadn't.

The more steps I climbed the clearer the sounds were.

They were screams, grunts, cries...moans?

“Oh—please don't stop!”

My eyes widened.

Sera?

I ran upstairs.

Sera was in my house? What was she doing here? And who was doing her?

The moment I turned the corner, my eyes widened and my mouth hung wide open. I couldn't move, I couldn't even produce a single sound from my throat. I couldn't look away.

My timid, reserved best friend lay naked on the king sized bed, ass in the air, her pigtails in his hand, and his thrusts…sending her body into a frenzy.

Mikhail.

I watched as Sera twisted her nipples in her hand and bit down on the sheets. Mikhail’s thick brows were furrowed in concentration, his ice-grey eyes were fixed on Sera's neck, and without a second thought, his fingers wrapped around it.

He was choking her into the sheets and yet she was desperately pushing against him.

“Ah! Ouu-fughh daddy. I'm cumming agai—mm! Fuck.”

I couldn't believe me eyes,

My mom's husband had my best friend folded like a pretzel beneath him.

And somewhere within my shock…I discovered that I had soaked my underwear.

What the actual… hell was happening? I hadn't got laid in a while. Maybe seven months…maybe a year. I don't know, I had been focused on graduating.

But I shouldn't have been getting wet like this. Not for Mikhail. This was the evidence that he wasn't a good guy, he was cheating on Eleanor. So why was this turning me on?

His eyes immediately shot to the door and I crouched down, hoping that he hadn't seen me. My heart was pounding like crazy and it had my fingers quaking.

“Ahhh! I'm cumming again! Fughh don't stop hitting my womb with that cock-uh!”

My head snapped towards them again. His long fingers were flicking her clit with an enviable pace. He had his cock driving inside of her, Sera was twisting on the sheets, placing her legs on his shoulder.

Her make-up was ruined.

Her throat was cracked with screams.

I should have left. I should have called Eleanor and snitched like the Mikhail-hater I was. But my legs felt like Jell-o and I found myself sinking to the ground. My eyes were still fixated on Mikhail's sweat coated chest. He had the body of a god, fuck..his shoulders, his chest, the way his hips descended in a tight V-line. He might've been forty-one, but he didn't look a day over thirty.

A guttural groan escaped his throat and he withdrew from Sera. They weren't using any condoms. I stifled a whimper as I watched his hard meat. Throbbing with the veins on them, it took his whole palm to wrap around it.

And just at the wide flared head of his white cock, I could see a clear bead of pre-cum forming at the tip. He hadn't even cum yet? I was right, Mikhail is a beast.

My fingers made contact with my folds and I bit back a moan, I had my hands shoved inside my trousers like some dog in heat.

“Oh….”

I needed more.

My clit was swollen, begging for attention. I rubbed a stiff circle around it, and my thighs shook. Touching myself had never felt this good before.

“Please daddy! Use me Mr Raznov!”

Something about her calling his last name that loud made me sink three fingers inside me.

She wanted him to use her.

And I was afraid that what I wanted in this moment wasn't much different either.

My eyes zoned in on them again, Sera's tits were swinging wildly, Mikhail had her held against the wall now. She had him in a waist lock as his sweatpants hung loosely on his ass, his muscular, soft, ass.

I had never known that a man's glutes could be so overwhelming.

I could chip a tooth on it.

A puddle of Sera's juices formed beneath them, her eyes were rolled back, her tongue leaking with drool. Mikhail had one palm holding her waist, despite her being plus-sized, he lifted her like she weighed nothing.

His balls slapped against her slit in a rhythmic motion that made her murmur a string of incoherent words. It looked like he was getting close to climaxing. His thrusts became sharper, more urgent. And his finger had slipped into her mouth , providing her with the perfect tool to suck on.

I couldn't stop the nasty thoughts forming in my head.

My fingers worked quicker and my breathing became louder. I imagined myself exactly where Sera was. It was a stupid thought. A very stupid thought. Probably the most thought I had ever thought about in my life. But I couldn't stop myself.

It was like I had lost control of my body and a sudden hunger had taken over.

Fuck.

I pushed a fourth finger in, stretching myself till my fingers were tapping against my spot. My hands were moving at an agonizing pace, I was close. I could feel it.

My eyes took in the sight of Mikhail's back, slick with sweat, packed with a build most men could only dream off. She was biting down on his shoulder, hard, and the sloppy sounds from each time his cock drove into her could be clearly heard.

His grunts had become more hoarse. His movements, more aggressive. If her guts weren't re- arranged after this then it meant Sera had bowels of steel.

I imagined my legs being the one putting him in the waist lock.

I imagined my pussy, clenching each time he pulled out his stiff meat only to quiver each time he thrusted inside me. To have my lips wrap around his cock. It was unusual to me to think like this but I was beyond rationality.

Not now. Now when my fingers moved on their own accord and Mikhail's thrusts became sloppy.

“I'm cumming! Fill me with your cum Mr Raznov. ”

The moment she called him by his last name again, it set me off. My thighs quaked in a heart-shattering orgasm. Before I knew it, I was squirting hard. My eyes were wide in horror but my brain had been packed with so much endorphins it had me thrashing against the wall.

The last thing I remembered was everywhere becoming pitch-black, and then I passed out.