Ariana’s POV

Sarah’s phone kept buzzing. The unknown number lit up the screen again.

My heart raced as I stared at it, still sitting in her lap with my wet, sore pussy pressed against her soft thigh. After the wild night I’d had, I wasn’t sure I could handle any more surprises.

“Who the fuck is texting you this late?” I asked, voice husky.

Sarah picked up the phone and opened the message, then showed me the screen with a smirk.

Unknown: Tell Ariana she was incredible. I loved how wet and eager that tight pussy got for me. Can’t stop thinking about how hard she came. Shadow.

I let...