Chloe's POV

My legs felt as wobbly as wobbly could feel, but I made it silently towards where Pascal was laying on the ground still trying to catch his breath with Jayden's cum dripping down my legs.

It wasn't me who did anything wrong, but I couldn't bring myself to look in his eyes, even though I had to drag my pant out of his mouth and my hand brushed against his limp dick while I was blindly searching for my skirt.

We were friends. Friends with a little special something in between, but this just went too far and we needed to talk about it.

Just not now. Not...