CHAPTER FOUR

TEASE ME, BABY

RAVEN POV

The next morning, Nicole was already in the kitchen wearing only a loose crop top that barely covered her ass with no panties. 

I know Nicole. She only does this when no one else in the house is around. She bent over the oven trying to put the chicken in for roasting. Her round, smooth ass pointed straight at me, her lips visible for a brief second between her thighs. 

The sight alone was heavenly, but I had to force myself to look away. 

“We’re going to the museum,” she said, standing upright. “You’re not going alone.”

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We drove there in silence. There was a lot of traffic but we finally made it. At the statue, no one waited. My phone vibrated instead.

Look behind the statue on your left. Enjoy the show.

We found the envelope with a USB drive. In a quiet alcove, I played it.

The video wasn’t of me, this time around.

It was Sarah… my best friend. The bitch was naked on her knees in Daniel’s bedroom, collar around her neck.

“Please, Daniel… fuck me. I’ll be your good little dog.”

“Damn Sarah, you got me fucked up,” I said in amusement.

Daniel laughed. “Then act like one. Bark for it, beg for big daddy. Crawl my slutty bitch. Prove to me that you’re better than her.”

Nicole and I both stared at each other for a second and kept watching what was going on. “By her, he meant you right?” She asked.

“Yup.” I nodded in agreement.

Sarah barked pathetically and crawled on all fours while Daniel shoved his cock down her throat.

The video ended with Daniel smirking at the camera.

I scoffed, “That motherfucker.”

See how easily people betray you? Come alone next time, or the next video drops with your face front and center.

The betrayal by Sarah hit like a knife. My ex-best friend had been fucking my cheating ex behind my back. 

I mean this is old news, but watching it?? It’s even more disrespectful. Not to talk, irritating. The humiliation burned deep in my chest.

We drove home mostly quiet, the weight of the new video sitting between us like smoke.

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Back in the kitchen, Nicole went straight back to the pot. She bent down again to adjust the tray, giving me another clear view of her smooth ass and pussy. 

While she was distracted, I quickly pulled out my phone, found an old photo I had saved of Nicole and another woman from one of her shoots, kissing deeply while flipping off the camera with “fuck you” energy. I airdropped it to Nicole’s phone. 

Sent the picture to Jake using her phone while sending a breakup message to Jake with a short caption: Enjoy your side piece.

Then I deleted the message immediately from her phone before Nicole could notice.

I know I shouldn’t have done that, but she doesn’t deserve to be with someone like him. He's a shitbag. I’m just looking out for the woman I crave.

She straightened up while coming towards me.

Out of the blue, she wrapped her arms around my waist and slid her hands up under my hoodie, cupping my bare breasts. Her thumbs circled my nipples in slow, teasing strokes.

Pleasure slammed into me. Ooouu.. I knew a part of me was rising. 

My nipples hardened instantly under her palms. I bit my lip hard to hold back the moan trying to escape. Every slow circle sent direct sparks straight to my clit. My pussy clenched and grew wet, the feeling intense and overwhelming. I wanted to lean back into her hands, to beg her not to stop.

Nicole’s voice was low against my ear. “You haven’t been properly fucked in a while, have you? I can arrange something. One of my friends… good with his hands. No strings attached .”

I jerked away from her touch, anger flaring hot. “I don’t need your fucking pity, Nicole. I’m not some desperate loser you have to fix.”

I stormed upstairs before she could reply.

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While I was fuming in my room, I heard Nicole’s voice downstairs. Jake was calling her for sure. I was so certain about that. 

From the looks of things, it seems she didn’t answer shit. Good, that's what I wanted. 

“I fucking can’t believe you ever again you piece of shit.” I heard her voice loud and clear through my bedroom window.

My only guess was Nicole and Jake fighting. Well, whatever she tells him serves him right. “Gosh, I don’t know why men can't keep their little hot dogs in their pants.” At this rate, some might just fuck a random hole if you let them.

“Urghh.” I groaned as I slammed a pillow towards my face. 

A moment later, I saw her walking back to the front door with her fists clenched together, clearly fuming with anger.

Ooou she on one today.

The breakup was heavy. I could already feel the storm all the way up.

Oh well, I guess it’s time for me to sleep. I need to escape reality for a bit because the clown show isn’t funny any longer.

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I woke up to the heavy sun shining right through my window. “Shit!!”

Everything looked blurry. The fan, my desk, my closet. Literally everything. 

I heard noises but it wasn’t the noise coming from the street but instead, it should be like the noise of someone getting some.

“Urghh, Laura…” The least she could do was to tone it down for real. “Laura, shut the fuck up. You’re grossing everyone out.” I yelled on the very topmost of my voice hoping to get a reaction or at least a moment of silence but the noise didn’t stop.

I got down from my bed and went straight to Laura’s door about to knock with all the strength and might in me. That was when I realized that the soft moans weren’t coming from her. It was coming from the living room. 

I crept downstairs quietly. Nicole was already back. She wore only the crop top, pushed up above her breasts. One hand pinched her nipple while the other pressed a rose vibrator against her swollen clit. The TV played one of her own p**n videos.

She noticed me immediately.

Instead of stopping, she locked eyes with me and smiled slowly. Her moans grew louder, more deliberate.

“Fuck… Raven…” she gasped, voice breathy and teasing, dragging out my name like a moan. “Yes… just like… yess.. fuck..that…”

She kept going with so much ecstasy , vibrator buzzing, hips rolling, gaze never leaving mine. It was definitely intentional and playful. Leaving me wondering if she actually wanted me or if this was just her normal teasing.

The sight was too much. I turned and ran back upstairs, slamming my bedroom door. I threw myself onto the bed, breathing hard, trying to cool my head.

I noticed I left my room door open. Or did I? I entered inside and heard a faint scraping noise at my window.

I became frightened and had a jumpscare. I had a hunch who it would be though but I guess it would be anyone. Even a burglar. I was willing to take any chance. 

For safety’s sake, I grabbed the baseball bat from under my bed and gripped it tight, positioning myself beside the window, ready for the worst.

The latch clicked.

The window slowly slid open.