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“Oh!” Charles gasps, stomach muscles shaking as Alex’s head dips lower, a wet noise sounding in the quiet room. Alex moves up then, working at Charles’ clit, and Charles moans loudly. “Merde, Alex…”
George’s stomach clenches and she knows it’s want swirling in her now.
It’s all her fault really - she’d asked to see. She’d blurted out all of her thoughts while sitting on the couch, peacefully watching a movie, and somehow it had led to this - a hotel room in Miami and her girlfriend eating out their best friend.
Alex has her arms around Charles’ thighs and George can only guess it’s to keep Charles from moving too much. Charles seems like she would move around a lot, evident from the way she keeps pushing her head into the pillow and wiggling her hips. Another thing Alex knows about Charles. A familiarity that George is just now learning.
Alex moves one of her hands, gripping Charles’ other tit. Her fingers move and Charles cries out, her legs clamping tight around Alex’s head. Alex doesn’t miss a beat, continuing her ministrations until Charles nearly bends in half, her mouth open despite no sound coming out of her. George brings one of her hands to her mouth, biting on her thumb to keep from making a sound.
“Alex,” Charles gasps, pulling at Alex’s hair. From the bed, George can barely hear Alex moan. She knows how much Alex likes her hair being pulled. “Please, cherie, I am-”
“Come on, Cha,” Alex says as she pulls back, kissing the neatly trimmed patch of hair in front of her face. “You know I’m just getting started.”
Charles whines, eyes closing as she pants. George feels like she’s going to burst watching her girlfriend kiss the inside of Charles’ thigh. “You are-”
“For Georgie,” Alex says and George freezes at her name. She bites down harder on the knuckle of her thumb, her legs spreading a bit wider as Alex looks over her shoulder at George. She gives George a look, questioning, and George barely has the wherewithal to nod her head. Charles opens her eyes, blinking a few times as she looks to where George is sitting.
“G,” Charles says softly, out of breath still. George knows the feeling. “Do you - I mean…”
“Yeah,” Alex says, picking up on what Charles is saying. George widens her eyes, her entire body on fire. “Georgie… come here.”
George unclenches her teeth. There’s angry indents on her thumb. They hurt when George flexes her hand.
“What?” she manages to say, watching as Alex rolls onto her side, out from between Charles’ legs. George can see, in the soft light, the glistening of Charles’ cunt.
“Come here,” Alex says a bit softer, crawling to the end of the bed. She’s still wearing her sports bra but her tits are hard through the fabric. She looks at George imploringly as she sits on her knees.
George slowly unclenches her body, keeping her eyes on her girlfriend. This was not part of the discussion at all. At least, not on George’s end. She had thought she would sit in the corner, watch her girlfriend eat another woman out, and then go on with her life. She just wanted to know, to see. She was curious, that’s all. She’d convinced herself it had nothing to do with her attraction to Charles.
Alex smiles at her when George walks over to the end of the bed, standing right in front of Alex. Her eyes flick to Charles for only a moment and she briefly thinks that Charles looks like she should be smoking a cigarette. Alex pulls George’s attention back to her though, her face soft. She smiles up at her as she always has and George melts a little.
“Join us,” Alex says, eyes twinkling.
