Wicked Ties Chapter 6 - Sex Stories

Wicked Ties Chapter 6

... felt cheated, and strangely used. He shrugged. At least she was a good fuck, not that he’d ever inflate her ego by telling her that. She already had way too much power over him, he refused to give her more ammo. Derek sighed and let his head drop against his pillow. It was maddening, the way he craved her even when he’d just had her. He rolled his eyes. It didn’t matter. She was different from all the rest, and falling for her would be much too dangerous to even consider. Not that he was considering it. Not at all. Nope. On the other side of the door, Laura let out a sigh of relief as she looked over the deserted bus. She’d gotten her groove back last night, but she wasn’t quite willing to make a reputation for himself just yet. Just as she was pondering the implications of her and Derek’s sexcapades, the door opposite Derek’s, Daniel’s to be exact, opened up in haste. Laura’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. “Caroline?” she asked, unable to resist the smile creeping across her face. Caroline looked like a deer caught in headlights. Her previous cat burglar outfit from the other night had magically transformed into an oversized men’s t-shirt that came all the way down to her thighs. Caroline plastered a big smile on her face. “Laura! I didn’t know you’d be up this early.” Laura quirked an eyebrow. “Uhuh. Have you seen Daniel by any chance?” Caroline’s eyes bugged out comically, as she sputtered and tried to come up with the right words. “I, uh, haven’t seen him. I was ...

... just borrowing something from him.” “His Yale t-shirt?” Laura asked, amused. “Did you lose your pants too?” “Look, I was just…” Caroline sighed, before narrowing her eyes at her friend. “Wait! Why are you coming out of Derek’s room? And why are you wearing his shirt?” She cringed. She really was a hypocrite. “Let’s not discuss this.” “Ever again.” Caroline added. Laura nodded, before sprinting for the shower. “Laura! I need to go first.” Caroline whined as she chased after her. Laura slammed the door shut, locking it firmly, before slumping down to the floor. As she heard Caroline pounding on the door, calling her several different names, she simply couldn’t help it. She laughed harder than she’d ever laughed in her life. (An hour later.) “We weren’t supposed to talk about it.” Laura nursed her drink. Caroline glared at her. “You took up all the hot water this morning, I’m hung-over, and only some good gossip will make me feel better.” “Just yesterday you had feelings for this guy, and now you want me to tell you about our sex life?” Laura raised her eyebrows. Caroline picked up the umbrella from her drink and tossed it at her. “I’m way too depressed to be focusing on something as trivial as a crush on Derek.” “You’re depressed?” Laura grinned, wanting to change the subject. “It didn’t seem like it this morning.” Caroline moaned, letting her head fall against the bar counter. “I am never drinking again, or taking part in one of your stupid plans!” “My stupid plan? You were the ...