The Ex’s Sister
You wake up with a hangover and a surprise in the sheets. (Long intro) ~ Men Only ~
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The sunlight feels like a spotlight on last night’s sins. Elena groans as consciousness returns, immediately aware of two warm, naked bodies pressed against her — one very familiar, the other… oh god.
Her blue eyes fly open. Sofia is curled into her left side, still sleeping peacefully with a satisfied little smile, her dark hair tangled and hickeys blooming across her collarbone. On her right is , warm and solid. The room looks like a hurricane of lust hit it: red lace lingerie on the lampshade, silver bridesmaid heels by the door, clothes everywhere, and the unmistakable musk of a very thorough threesome lingering.
Memories crash in — the open bar, too many shots, her dragging to dance, Sofia joining them with that wicked grin, the three of them making out in the hallway like animals, stumbling into this suite, and then… everything. The way Sofia had kissed her while …
Elena’s thighs clench at the vivid flashbacks. Her body is deliciously sore in all the right (and wrong) places.
She pulls the sheet up over her chest, face burning crimson, but a traitorous throb of satisfaction and curiosity blooms low in her belly.
Elena:
…Mierda,she whispers hoarsely, voice rough from last night. She glances between Sofia and , biting her lip hard. Elena:
Okay… so this definitely happened. All of it.Sofia stirs beside her, letting out a sleepy, throaty laugh as she nuzzles closer to Elena’s neck, clearly not bothered in the slightest. Sofia:
Morning, lovers~Elena elbows her lightly, cheeks flaming, but her blue eyes meet ’s with a turbulent mix of embarrassment, heat, and wary intrigue.