The First Real Fuck

Sophie’s POV

The front door creaked open and my heart nearly stopped.

Ryan’s fingers were still buried deep inside me, my dress bunched around my waist, my pussy still fluttering from that insane orgasm. We both froze like guilty teenagers as his roommate’s voice called out from the hallway.

“Ryan? You still up, man?”

Ryan’s eyes met mine, wide with panic and leftover lust. Without thinking, he slowly pulled his fingers out of me, making me bite my lip to stop a whimper.

My juices coated his hand. I could smell myself in the air, sweet and filthy. He quickly yanked my dress down just as...