"Hey, you did this, not me."

I played it cool as I picked up my clothes. The fact that he's hard again is really boosting my ego.

"Oops. It's nearly morning already."

"We can sleep in today, I've got no where to be."

"I need to shower first."

"Can I join?"

"Nope. Get dressed."

I locked the door of the en-suite behind me and stared at myself in the mirror. Did I really just do that? An incontrollable smirk coated my face as I stripped off. I didn't realise how touch starved I was until his fingertips left goosebumps in their path and butterflies in my stomach.

I switched on the shower and wrapped my hair up, I don't want to sleep with it wet.

I should feel so guilty right now, he's my best friend and I just sucked his dick, but I don't regret a thing. I only wanted advice, like 'don't forget to close your eyes when you kiss' or 'put your hands here', but as soon as he grabbed my neck I knew he had a different idea.

I stepped into the hot shower and relaxed as soon as the steam hit my face.

Is he going to act weird about it now? I can carry on with my life but will he see me differently? Like one of his other girls he just kisses and forgets?

I rubbed my body, washing off the cum, sweat and saliva we just shared.

I don't know why I haven't tried that before, my body felt amazing, my release felt like I was on cloud 9.

I finished washing myself and turned off the tap.

His cock is big, I won't lie. I'd make jokes all the time and say he had a small dick but he'd just smirk or laugh in response, shutting down the conversation with a smile. I felt insecure showing him my body, no one has seen it and he's seen so many. I have no one to compare him to yet he can probably compare me to half our school.

I pat myself dry with the towel before slipping his t-shirt back on. I let my hair fall over my shoulders and I calmed myself down before unlocking the door and returning to his room.

He lay fast asleep in his boxers, one arm across his stomach, the other stretched across the bed. I know he doesn't like to be hugged so I moved his arm and lay next to him, passing out within seconds.

*

"Hey, Cam."

I was woken up by a slight shake on my arm.

"What?"

"We should probably wake up, it's two o clock." His morning voice grumbled.

"Five more minutes?"

"Fine. You hungover?"

"A bit."

I peeked my eyes open just to see him lay staring at me. I groaned and covered my face with my hand. "What?"

"Nothing. You hungry?"

"Mhm."

"Come downstairs with me, I'll make us breakfast... well lunch."

I sighed and found the energy to sit up, my sight catching onto my red thong on the floor.

I rubbed my eyes but then the memories came flooding back and they widened. I slammed my hands over my face and began giggling.

"Nope Cam, you didn't have a wet dream about me."

I ignored his comment and picked them up, slipping them back on and stealing his sweatpants again.

"I think you got a message." He gestured to my phone on the dresser as he pulled his hoodie over his head.

I picked up my phone and read the notifications.

Zoe- *where are you?? I'm sorry I forget to leave out the key, are you with Theo?*

Matt- *good morning :) are you busy today?*

Shit. Matt. The reason Theo and I kissed in the first place yet he hasn't crossed my mind once since then.

I opened Zoe's message and replied as Theo and I made our way down to his kitchen. I can't hang out with Matt today, that would just be wrong, wouldn't it?

I was expecting some comments or jokes from Theo about this morning, but nothing, you'd swear it was just a wet dream or something. At least he kept his promise.

We had eggs on toast for breakfast, sitting down on his sofa and watching tv as we ate it. It's not like we're sat in awkward silence, we discussed what to watch and ended up watching scooby doo because everything else looked boring.

I matched his energy and stayed quiet on the topic too, slouching so my nipples weren't visible through his t-shirt's fabric and keeping my legs crossed, head down.

"I might head home after this, Zoe's worried and I have to get my stuff together for tomorrow."

"Yeah that's fine, send me your timetable so we can see if we're in the same classes."

The conversation carried on from there as we discussed the classes, teachers, and random school gossip Theo found out.

"I better get back to Zo, see you later."

We parted so normally, I grabbed my clothes but still wore his as I walked back home.

"Hey!" I shouted as I stepped inside.

"Finally, I was worried about you."

"Sorry, slept at Theo's because the door was locked."

"Slept?" She gestured to my outfit.

"Just slept." I lied, pouring myself a glass of water. I'd easily tell Zoe if it was any other boy, but not Theo, she can't know about that, no one can. I want to be able to talk to Theo about it but at the same time it's probably best we do forget.

I pulled out my phone and replied to Matt's text.

I must have passed out while she was in the shower because I woke up with her lay next to me, her hands under her head and hair spread across the pillow. She looked wrecked, I shouldn't wake her up.

I don't want to move either. Will we ever talk about what happened or was that it? I wouldn't take it back, and I'd do it again in a heartbeat, but I can't risk it.

I closed my eyes and attempted to fall asleep again but I was interrupted by a phone notification.

I rolled over to check my phone but it wasn't mine, it was Cami's.

I shouldn't be nosey but I am, so I shut out my conscience and picked up her phone, reading her notifications.

Zoe- *where are you?? I'm sorry I forgot to leave out the key, are you with Theo?*

Matt- *good morning :) are you busy today?*

Oh fuck off, Matt. I feel slightly guilty, she just wanted to know how to kiss so she wasn't bad for him, but then I took it too far, and now she's lay in my bed with her underwear on my floor. Another part of me felt jealous, I know it won't happen again because she only wanted to experiment.

I wanted to delete his message, but she'll see him at school tomorrow and she'll find out if I do.

"Shit." I sighed, placing her phone back where it was. "Hey, Cam."

"What?" She stirred as I shook on her arm.

"We should probably wake up, it's two o clock."

"Five more minutes?"

"Fine. You hungover?"

"A bit." Her lips were plump and eyes were dark as she mumbled. She was a pretty sleeper. I never understood why she wears makeup when she looks like this naturally.

"What?"

"Nothing." I replied too fast. "You hungry?"

"Mhm."

"Come downstairs with me, I'll make us breakfast... well lunch."

She sat up and I rolled out of bed, watching her return to reality. She must have remembered something because she slammed her face into her hands and started to laugh softly.

Maybe nows a good time to mention it, and see if she has anything to say.

"Nope Cam, you didn't have a wet dream about me."

She didn't say anything, and just got up to put her thong and my joggers back on.

The decent part of me remembered how worried Zo seemed in the text. "I think you got a message."

She picked up her phone and her eyes darted across the screen.

I left the room after I got dressed and she followed closely behind, texting as we made our way downstairs.

I was kind of pissed off that she didn't say anything, she didn't reply to anything I was saying either. I promised not to act weird so I carried on and acted the same way I would any day but I can't help but feel like I've been stung. Does she regret it?

I made us eggs on toast and we ended up talking about tv shows and watched scooby doo.

"I might head home after this, Zoe's worried and I have to get my stuff together for tomorrow."

That's probably true and if she stays any longer it might become awkward, so it's best to stay on topics like tv and school.

"Yeah that's fine, send me your timetable so we can see if we're in the same classes."

"I better get back to Zo, see you later."

The door closed behind her and I let out a groan. "Fuck."

I can't do it. I can't forget. I know I promised her but how can you forget a thing like that? The way she felt around my fingers, her lips around my dick - it's unforgettable.

I want to text her and tell her to come back later but that might be too much, so instead I distracted myself by cleaning the kitchen and going outside to play basketball.

The ball bouncing off the concrete mixed with my music drowned out all other noises but not my thoughts. Not her. Though I don't think anything could ever take her off my mind.