All Chapters of Clit-ical Pleasures (Bad Girls Chronicles): Chapter 31 - Chapter 37

Kira's POV If I’d ever been told that I’d stand outside Noona’s door one day with my rose vibrator pressed tightly to my swollen clit while peeking through her cracked door, I would’ve laughed at the thought.But here I was—barefoot in the narrow hallway of our thin-walled Austin apartment, thighs already slick, breath shallow, and my eyes locked on the filthy scene unfolding on the other side of that cracked door.Six months of shared, painful celibacy had turned me into something desperate. Noona and I used to joke about it—two celibate college girls surviving on the occasional battery-powered orgasm. Then Riley walked into her life three weeks ago, all dark eyes, broad shoulders, and that low, dominant voice that made my stomach flip the first time I heard it. Now they fucked like they were trying to breed. Every single night. I bit down on my lower lip until I tasted blood, the soft pink rose humming against my clit as I peeked through the cracked door. Noona was straddling hi

Kira's POVRiley set his mug down a little too sharply, caught her by the waist and kissed her properly—slow and deliberate, the kind of kiss that made it obvious he was trying to distract her from the question.I blinked rapidly, a sharp, unwelcome stab of jealousy flaring in my chest. I quickly shrugged it off, refusing to let the feeling settle. It was ridiculous. There was no reason for me to feel jealous.“Probably the new soap,” he murmured against her lips. “Or maybe you’ve just been away too long from your baby.”Noona laughed, the suspicion already melting. “Flirt.” She gave his chest a light shove, then glanced at me. “You good, babe?” “Mhm.” My voice came out thinner than I wanted. “All good.”“Cool. Back in a bit, baby!”“Okay,” Riley said, brushing his lips lightly with his fingers.She stepped away from him and headed for the doorway. A second later, the door clicked shut.Riley’s eyes met mine across the kitchen, his expression hardening. For a second, I wondered if

Nina's POV Who the hell brings this much cash to a wild house party and leaves it lying around so carelessly? The loud bass was already messing with my pulse when I saw the cash. Ten thousand dollars in thick, clean stacks, sitting right in the middle of the coffee table like it was waiting to be claimed. Meldrick lay half-sprawled across the couch, Christian laughing way too loudly beside him. Owen and Brian passed another joint between them, while Kelvin and Teddy argued over something that clearly wasn’t worth arguing about. Shirley and Melva pretended they weren’t watching the money, even though their eyes kept drifting toward it. And then there was Roddy, silently sipping his wine and watching. Well, he’d always been that kinda person. Roddy’s voice suddenly cut through the music. “Any girl in here willing to ride every guy in this room tonight gets the whole ten grand.” He tapped the stack of cash with two fingers, making sure everyone was looking. “No half-assin