Conflicted by Sophie Monroe Read Free Book Online

snoop and find out,” I said, winking at him.
    “It’s complicated, Joss. I’m just majorly conflicted at the moment. I’ll figure it out, but I’m just not ready to talk about it yet.”
    “Okay,” I said. “I’m going to head up to bed. See you in the morning. And hey, thanks for letting me stay.”
    “Did I really have a say in it?” He laughed and I shook my head no. “I didn’t think so.” He leaned over and kissed the top of my head before turning his attention back to his game.
    Climbing into bed, it felt cold and lonely. After repeatedly fluffing the pillows, I spent the night trying to coax my body to sleep. Even though I was beyond exhausted, my body didn’t want to listen to me. Making my way back downstairs, I turned the TV on. I was trying to figure out the stupid remote when I accidentally switched it to the DVD setting. Not to my surprise, porn was playing on the screen. My surprise, however, came after about thirty seconds when I saw that it wasn’t regular vanilla porn. There was a guy banging a girl and another guy banging him in the ass. 
    My body’s response shocked me. I was getting turned on. Really turned on. I had a momentary mental freak-out as I watched my first threesome play out on the big screen. There was a fluent motion in the way they moved. It was sensual, arousing. My mind momentarily drifted to why Derek was watching this. Maybe that was what his issue was. He liked threesomes. Could I be okay with something like this in real life? Just then, they switched their position so that they were both taking the girl.
    Before I knew what was happening, my hand travelled into my pajama pants and I started gently rubbing my clit, looking for release. All the aggravation over the past forty-eight hours started to dissipate and I felt myself finally start to relax. Maybe an epic orgasm would help me sleep. I was almost there when I felt eyes on me, only to turn and see Derek standing there.
    I started at his broad shoulder s, his naked chest, following the smattering of hair down his happy trail until my eyes reached his prominent erection bulging in his black boxer briefs. He stood there hesitantly with his perfectly ripped, tattooed arms at his side as he bit down on his bottom lip.
    “You’re not disgusted?” He looked scared to death.
    “Do I look disgusted?” I said, locking my eyes with his and keeping my pace.
    I could have sworn I heard him let out a growl as he walked around the couch and quickly pulled my pants off. Using his large calloused hands, he lifted my bottom higher and dropped his head between my legs. Making one long swipe along my slit, he caused me to buck off the couch in pure pleasure.
    Holy fuck, what had I been missing out on all these years? His talented tongue did slow circles, making heat flood to my core. Removing one of his hands from under me, he teased a finger at my entrance, then another, gently pumping in and out while nibbling lightly on my clit. I could feel my orgasm getting ready to detonate. I moved to sit on my elbows and saw him look up at me with a lust struck face and hungry eyes. Before I knew what was happening, I shattered around him. I wanted him inside me. Scratch that, I needed him inside me.
    “Fuck me,” I begged.
    “I can’t, Joss,” he said, getting to his feet. “That was a one-time thing. I was so turned on from watching you and I let my clouded judgment get the better of me. You’re sweeter than I thought you’d be.”
    He turned and left me there wanting more. Asshole!
     
    Derek
     
    What the fuck was I thinking? Oh, that’s right. I was thinking with my other head. Fuck, why the hell did I just do that? I just went down on my best friend’s sister! Even worse, I wanted to do it again and again. I wanted to pound her perfect pussy until she was screaming my name. I wanted to use every trick in my arsenal to make her come over and over. My dick was so hard I could probably pound nails or crush diamonds. It