Author’s pov“Who do you want inside you first?”**********Not a very hard decision but Alicia found it hard to make because she didn’t want to choose someone first and the other thinks she prefers him to the other.To make it simple, she weighed her other options. She has slept with Jason, she knows what it feels like to have him inside her. But he may have developed new skills that she’d definitely like to try. She could feel Jason’s stare burning into her neck but she wanted to ignore it so bad. Her eyes trailed from Andre’s face, down to his pretty neck, down to his chest, those chiselled abs, those arms, that rock hard body, past his waist and she was staring at his cock, hard and leaning up, almost touching his belly button. He was big, big and long, is that possible? Not that Jason wasn’t big as well but maybe when people said big black cock often, they meant literally and weren’t exaggerating. She wanted that, first, maybe that can stretch her open exactly how she wants it but
Arthur’s POV “Does he feel good?” Andre asked, one of his hands rubbing the side of her waist and Alicia shivered, how his touches had more effect on her than Jason drilling her confused her but she loved it more than anything. She nodded at him, eyes shut and relishing how good Jason actually feels. They’ve had sex before but it’s so much different when there’s someone else in the room, watching them, observing how they make each other feel and that person just so happens to be her best friend who she wants just as much. No matter how hard she tried to act like she wasn’t shy, she was. It was different for both Jason and Andre. She reacted differently to each of them but anyone could tell the sexual tension between her and Andre was something anyone could cut with a pair of scissors. It was raw, almost unbearable to be in the same room with them knowing all they wanted to do was rip each other apart and use each other until there was nothing left to get from each other. Jason bent
Arthur’s Pov Alicia muffled her screams in her pillow, kicking her legs in the air as she read another straight up naughty text from the stranger she’s been sexting for a month. She threw the pillow out of her face and stared at his message again, his name she saved as ‘Sext Buddy’ flashing on the screen and her face burned as she read the message again.Sext Buddy: [I’d do anything to fuck you right now.]Alicia muffled her screams again, unsure of what to send back to him. It was funny because she was and always has been a horny nineteen year old virgin and she didn’t even know the guy she’s been sexting since summer. She had found his number on her phone and decided to text him and they’d started talking and ended up becoming sext buddies. He said things to her, things she could only fantasize about and she loved it. She wanted to meet him so badly but at the same time, she knew she wouldn’t be able to handle it if they met.College was starting next week and she was more than rea
Author’s POV “Oh fuck you Andre, big fat headed moron.” Anna yelled after her friend who flashed her a big smile before running off. Anna turned to Alicia, they were both walking down the stairs after registering for their course and Alicia was unusually quiet. Anna bumped their shoulders and gave her a questionable look.“Why are you solemn? What’s making a virgin think so much?”Alicia chuckled and smacked her arm, sighing a little. “Stop saying that, someone might hear.”“So what? Virgins exist, but they’ve been bullied to stay quiet about that. That’s by the way, what’s got your pants in a twist?”“I wouldn’t say my pants are in a twist because I have a short skirt on but you know about my mystery sext Buddy yeah?”Anna perked up at that, she stepped in front of her and jumped excitedly. “The mystery guy that makes you so horny, what about him? Did he call you again? Did he moan for you? What did he do?”Alicia smiled, her face a little red from the memories of numerous nights sh
Chapter 3Arthur’s POV (One week later- in the spongebob voice thingy)Alicia stared at herself in the mirror, pondering. One week, it’s been one week and her mystery guy hasn’t texted back. She felt stupid for even reducing herself to bare minimum. She tried to fight the anger, she hated that she had shown him herself and got no reply. She felt even sadder that she sent him numerous texts asking if something was wrong. She picked her phone up and stared at her messages over the week that were not even read.Alicia: [Hey, did something happen?]Alicia: [I don’t know your actual name so I can’t even call you that. You’re not taking my calls either.]Alicia: [Was the picture I sent that bad? Didn’t I look good enough for you?]Alicia: [Maybe the angle was a bit off? But my ass—my ass looked nice. My friend said so :( ]Alicia: [Should I have done better? Or sent more than one? Is it my face? I’m not even that ugly, I’m not ugly.]Alicia: [I can send you another one, just text me back i
Arthur’s POV Dinner goes very awkward and uncomfortable for Alicia because she can’t understand what’s going on. It’s just something she can’t believe. There’s no way the one guy that gets her excited over a few nasty texts could be her cousin. It just sounds stupid to her and she doesn’t want to believe it. Her mother is saying something about her co-worker at the hospital but Alicia isn’t paying attention because she’s sitting opposite Jason and he’s constantly stealing glances at her. One she’s returning with a few of her shy ones because she can’t even find it in her to be disgusted at the revelation. The guy is her cousin but that’s the least of her worries when all she can think about is the veins surrounding his pretty long fingers and the rings adorning them. Those damn hands that got her to text him in the first place. “Then she tried to care for a patient I was assigned to and it just annoyed me..” Alicia blanked out from whatever her mum was saying when she felt the tip
Arthur’s POVAlicia patiently waits for an answer and she keeps her eyes on him when his gaze shifts to something behind her. She’s about to look and confirm whatever he’s looking at but his grip on her chin is pulling her back to their staring contest.“I got my phone stolen.”Alicia scoffs, rolling her eyes as if that’s the dumbest thing she’s ever heard. She feels insulted because he’s obviously lying. She doesn’t believe him because if his phone was stolen, how did he read the texts she sent over the week and never replied to any of them? “You must really think I’m a fool.” Alicia makes an attempt to move from where she’s caged by his hands by the side of the kitchen counter but he doesn’t let her. Instead, he stands properly and one of his hands rests on her hip and Alicia should ask him to take his hand off her hips, right? Why? Because it’s wrong. They’re cousins, he shouldn’t be touching her that way but she likes how that part of her body he’s currently touching feels hot.“
Alicia’s PovI stared at myself in the mirror, for the hundredth time probably to make sure I didn’t look like a wimp before walking down the stairs and settling on the dining table. I’m nervous, feeling this way was inevitable and I don’t know what I’m supposed to do or how I’m supposed to act. I said I wasn’t going to continue whatever was going on with Jason, then I said why not enjoy it but now I feel sick to my stomach. It’s wrong, it’s all wrong, everything about it is wrong but why don’t I hate it? Why am I not disgusted? Shouldn't I not be able to stand the sight of him? Shouldn’t I feel repulsed when our eyes meet? Shouldn’t I cuss him out for being okay with the constant flirting and the fucking sexy texts he shoots me in between breakfast?I try not to respond but my fingers are constantly begging me to do something and I end up picking up my phone and my lips twitch upwards when I read his messages. He’s sitting right in front of me while my mum moves around in the kitchen