Shattered Dreams

BECCA

The next morning, I woke up with a huge headache. But when I remembered what had happened between Logan and me, I felt heartache as well. And it was way worse than anything. I lay with my eyes closed, trying to chase away memories of last night.

Then I felt movement near me. I opened my eyes and glanced to my left. Riley was here, and she was in her underwear. I sat on the bed and realized that I was also in my underwear. How had I even ended up here? It wasn’t my room. That’s what I knew for sure.

“Riley?” My voice sounded hoarse. “Riley?”

“Uh huh… You already awake?” Yawning, Riley sat on the bed, leaning her back against the wall.

“Yeah… I'm sorry if this sounds stupid… But what am I doing here?”

“Well… It’s not surprising, actually. You were wasted as fuck.” She giggled as she said it, and I laughed a little too. “I found you in the hallway. You were almost asleep. Just sitting on the floor, fully dressed.”

“I remember that I left my room, but that’s all.”

“I helped you. I took you to my room because you were ready to yell at me when I suggested going to yours.”

“Shit... I am sorry for that.” I stood up and went to the mirror. Gosh, I looked like a disaster: pale face, dark circles under my eyes, and disheveled hair. My perfect hairstyle was ruined.

Then I saw something that looked like a hickey on my neck. I looked closely at it. Yep, it was a hickey. What the hell?!

“Riley? What happened?”

“Oh, that... You were mumbling that Logan rejected you, that he chose another girl... And I think you already know that he rejected me too... So, one thing led to another... I kissed you, and you answered.”

“And?” I stared at her, standing near the mirror, almost in the middle of the room.

“We undressed each other, we had petting, and one second I got so carried away that I sucked on your neck too hard. Sorry.” She was smiling at me without the slightest hint of embarrassment.

“Am I right in assuming that…” I saw as she stood up from the bed and walked to me. This girl was pretty: blond hair, blue eyes, and full lips. And she had a fit body. I licked my lips, watching her.

“Nothing happened. We fell asleep. I was in a slightly better state than you, but I was also drunk.” She came closer and stopped right in front of me. “I never thought that I would enjoy kissing another girl to that extent as I did with you.”

“Erm... Sometimes it happens...” I glanced at the window. It was still early, probably around 8 am. “What time is it?”

“7:30,” Riley answered and stepped closer to me, winding her arms around my waist.

“What are you doing?” My voice was like a whisper now. It was early. I had a horrible hangover. And still, a touch of this woman sent shivers down my spine. I guess even if I didn’t remember anything from last night, my body was reacting to her touches.

“You know, Rebecca, I’ve had sex with girls. Once or twice. It was nice, but nothing more. With you, it was different. Even just from kisses. So I think I want to go further with you.” She pressed herself to me, and I felt a familiar desire building in me. I wanted it too.

“I love men, there is no doubt. But trying something new and good is very tempting.”

I knew what helped me make a decision. Drew and his words about experimenting. He basically told me that I was bored, but still. I had only had sex with Kate. She was the only woman in my life, and it was a very long time ago, before we even went to college.

Without saying anything, I leaned towards Riley and kissed her lips. They were soft and inviting. She opened her mouth to me, and our tongues touched. At first, we kissed very slowly, exploring each other. But very soon, this kiss became more passionate and daring.

I reached around and unclasped her bra, helping her to take it off. As soon as it was on the floor, I placed my hands on her breasts and started kneading them. Riley moaned into our kiss; she liked what I was doing to her body.

It encouraged her; she let her hands travel down to my hips, then to my butt. She pinched my butt cheeks. I wasn’t expecting it, stepping backward, until my back didn’t hit the wall.

Almost immediately, her hand slid inside my panties. She found my clit and started making circles. Slowly, carefully. Fuck! It felt so good!

I closed my eyes, feeling extremely aroused. I moved my hips, matching her movements. Riley’s lips traveled from my lips to my neck. I reached and unclasped my bra.

She understood what I wanted. She bent down and licked my nipples, each of them. She removed her fingers from my clit. My eyes opened wide, and I stared at her. She was smiling.

“I want to taste you, Rebecca. Shall we take it to the bed or should we stay here? Both ways work for me. Like this, it will be even more exciting.”

“Here,” I whispered, locking my eyes with her.

Riley knelt until she was on the same level as my panties. I shifted a little, spreading my legs. She pushed my panties aside, looked at me, and the next moment I knew, her tongue was playing with my clit.

I reached my hand to her hair and clasped it into a fist. I was enjoying this moment thoroughly—just pure pleasure. No feelings, no strings attached. My body trembled, and I felt my insides pulsating. I had an orgasm almost immediately from Riley’s tongue.

She licked me almost dry, then she stood up and kissed my lips again. While kissing her, I reached my hand to her panties. She was dripping wet. My other hand landed on her breasts, pinching her nipples. Riley shuddered from my touch.

“Bed…” I heard her whisper as I caressed her neck with my tongue.

I pushed her away from me a little; we stared at each other. Then she took my hand in hers and walked back to the bed. I allowed her to do that. She helped me take off my panties, and then I did the same to her. We climbed into bed without stopping our kiss.

She pushed me down and straddled me; she moved her hips, brushing her clit against mine. Soon enough, her breathing became rougher, and she started moaning. I knew this reaction. It was similar to mine.

She was close to her release. And I was right because a few minutes later, her body trembled. She leaned towards me and kissed my lips. We kissed for a while, then she just rolled off me and lay on her back.

“Thank you, Riley. I needed it.” I turned my head to look at her. She smiled at me.

“Me too. And I don’t regret it. It was fantastic!” Riley winked at me and turned around on her belly, hugging her pillow. “I think I will take a nap.”

“Do as you wish.” I laughed and stood up. I felt her eyes on me. “I will go to my room. I will try to sleep too.”

“You could stay.”

“Nah. It will be okay.” I put on my panties, then my bra, and started looking for my dress. When I found it, I wasn’t sure if I should wear it. So I just took it in my hands and walked to the door. My room was close to Riley’s. I only needed to make sure that no one was out there.

I closed the door to my room as quietly as possible. I had no idea what Logan and his model were doing next door. I placed my dress on the stool and went to my bed. Hiding under the blanket, I fell asleep almost immediately.

“Rebecca… Wake up…” I sat up abruptly in my bed. What time was it?!

I tried to focus, and then I saw Logan standing in my room. Fuck, it’s starting to be ridiculous! He was in a white t-shirt and jean shorts. And he looked perfect.

He walked closer to me, really close. He sat near me on the bed and touched my hand. I jerked it away from him. He had no right to touch me, not after everything that had been said and done. The damage was too significant.

“Is there anything in your wardrobe that doesn’t look sexy on you?” I glared at his smiling face.

“Shut up, Logan,” I said as I laid back on the bed and hid under the blanket.

“Rebecca, we need to talk.”

“No.”

“No, we do. You were acting stupid yesterday, saying nonsense.”

“I told you the truth.”

“Rebecca, I can’t hear you.”

“It doesn’t matter. You won’t believe me anyway.”

In a flash, the blanket went flying to the floor. I opened my eyes and saw Logan’s face inches away from mine. He had a frown on his face. I pursed my lips.

“What came over you?! Claiming that I am in love with you when I've told you a thousand times that I am not. Confessing your imagined love to me.”

He shouldn't have said it. It hurt as if he had just slapped me in the face. It would have been better if he had hit me for real because his words went straight to my heart.

“I am asking you to leave my room, Logan. And I am telling you to find another ride home. I won't tolerate sitting in a car with you.”

“What a fucking disaster!”

I stood up from my bed, walked to the bathroom, and opened the door. Logan hurriedly stood up too and rushed to the door of my bedroom. He walked out of my room, slamming the door behind him. The tension that I felt left my body. Tears started streaming down my face.