Chloe’s pov

Elena’s hands left my waist and shoved my shoulders hard.

I fell back onto the mattress with a soft bounce, legs still hanging off the edge.

She climbed on right after me, knees bracketing my hips, and pinned me down with her full weight.

The guest-room bed creaked once under us. Moonlight cut across her face and showed the hungry set of her mouth.

“Stay quiet,” she whispered. “The walls in this house are thin and I am not explaining this to anyone.”

She yanked my tank up over my tits and left it bunched under my arms.

Her own tank came off next and landed somewhere on...