I start flicking my clit with one hand, before curling the other around the petals surrounding my slit. Now I’m imagining Blair fucking me while Liam licks me. My fingers move slowly and gently in and out, like Blair’s kiss, before increasing in intensity, but my thumb moves aggressively like Liam. Soon my pussy is contracting around my fingers, and nectar drenches my hand. My core twinges and spasms with release, and I drop to my knees with the force of the orgasm. My hands still buried between my legs, I’m too ashamed to look at myself in the mirror. Instead, I tell myself that the fantasy is stupid and impossible, that there’s no way I could ever have
Liam and Blair. For a girl like me have, having either one for even a moment is a dream come true, and I should be happy with that instead of being greedy and wanting both handsome, powerful CEOs at the same time.
***
Things are a little awkward around Blair the next day. When I arrive and find out I’m shadowing him I think about confronting him about lying me but even just bringing it up seems embarrassing. It should be fun working with him compared to the accounting department, except I keep thinking about kissing him. Half the time, I’m fantasizing about doing it again, and the other half, I remember that he pretended to be his brother and I get pissed off all over again.
After I grab us lunch from the fancy place down the street and bring it to him, he wipes his mouth with a napkin and arches a brow in my direction. “Chastity, do I have something stuck in my teeth?”
I lean across the desk to look before shaking my head. “Nope, I don’t see anything.”
“So, why are you staring at my mouth?”
I gulp audibly. “No reason. I mean, I wasn’t. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
He grins. “Uh huh. Of course you don’t.”
“I kissed Liam yesterday!” What’s possessing me to blurt that out, I’ll never know.
He looks unbearably smug for a moment before his expression goes neutral. “I see. Did you like it?”
I pause. “Which time?”
Now he’s the one looking annoyed. “What do you mean, which time?”
“I mean which time? I kissed him twice.”
He’s frowning so hard I’m afraid his face might freeze that way. “You kissed him once in the supply closet.”
“Twice in the supply closet.”
Blair is getting more agitated with each passing moment. “How’s that possible?”
I shrug. “These things happen, I guess.” How am I being so calm about it? Maybe I’m getting less shy. Or it’s because I’m equally annoyed by, and attracted to, Blair.
“So you kissed Liam later,” he says slowly.
“Again,” I add, to make sure he’s getting the point.
He scowls. “Which kiss did you like better, the first or the second?”
“Oh...I think that’s really between me and Liam, don’t you?” This is getting fun.
He glares. “Oh yeah? You’re the one you brought up the topic.”
I tip my head to the side, pretending like I’m thinking about it, deeply considering the options. “I suppose you’re right. But I couldn’t pick. I like them both the same, but in different ways. It was almost like Liam was two different people. He’s multi-talented.”
Blair looks completely outraged as he jumps up from his chair and paces around behind his desk. “You can’t just say that. You have to pick one or the other. Which kiss was better?”
“I really couldn’t pick between them if I had to. Liam’s just amazing at kissing, I guess.”
“Christ, Chastity, it wasn’t Liam you kissed the first time. It was me.” And I have the truth out of him before he realizes what he’s doing. He reels back a step, and looks pale as he faces me.
Taking a teensy amount of pity on him, I grin. “I figured that out for myself. I’m just not sure why you pretended to be Liam.”
He looks uncomfortable. “We haven’t really had too much of an chance to interact before yesterday. I dunno… I just wanted to keep talking with you, and when you assumed I was Liam, it was just easier not to correct you.”
“Well, okay. But please don’t do it again. I like to know exactly who I’m kissing.” I realize I’m making it sound like I’ve kissed so many guys that I need an accounting spreadsheet to keep track of them. What a joke, from the untouched girl.