48

The next day came too quickly, and so did the consequences.

My legs still ached, sore from the night before, and my back was no better. Daniela tried to make up for it, rubbing out the tension in my muscles after she noticed how much I was struggling to move.

But it helped for nothing.

Her gentle hands worked magic, but I kept stumbling every now and then, trying to stand without looking like I'd just run a marathon. Daniela was definitely chuffed with herself for turning me into this mess.

Even so, she was still sympathetic and helped me into my dress and heels.

When we woke up, I received a message from Cameron saying he left to go out with some friends. That was my perfect chance to sneak back home and grab the fancy dress. Adeline and dad were also out. Probably on another date.

We're sitting at a pub with her friends. It was the same people who I saw at the bar with her that one day. The day when I needed to study for law, but instead went to the bar with Eleanor.

The only guy here at the table is Aiden, a tall, built, redhead with dark brown eyes. A faint drizzle of freckles across his nose. He's the older one in their friend group. Married to a nurse carrying his twins. Soon-to-be-father.

Then there's Jayla and Denise, the twin sisters. Absolutely gorgeous. Light-skins with sharp green eyes, long lashes, and model-worth bodies which they're not afraid to show off with their tight, sparkly black dresses. They work for  their family business, in the fashion industry, designing beautiful art pieces to wear.

Denise, the one with straight hair stopping at her shoulders, is dating a Dj named TJ.

Jayla, the one with long brown curly hair, is single.

We already ordered our food and got our drinks, now waiting on the meals and just talking. But my mind keeps drifting to yesterday night.

"Yeah, you like that." She whispered out of breath as she kept pumping her fingers in and out of me.

I remember how my back arched.

Her other free hand on my stomach, trying to keep me from squirming around too much. But it didn't work.

She forced me to look at her fucking me by cupping my chin and tilting it down to watch. It took all of my strength to hold my head up and not throw it back from pleasure. A drop of sweat rolled down her forehead as she kept up with putting her fingers to work.

Moans flooding from my mouth like a waterfall. Our heavy breathing harmonizing with my sounds.

"Is she alright?" I heard someone ask.

The images disappeared, coming back into reality. My thighs unconsciously shut, face turning red. All eyes were on me. Denise's mouth hung open, then formed a sweet smile-- probably being the one who asked the question.

Daniela quickly beat me to replying. "She's fine. Just went to sleep very late. Isn't that right, cariño?" She placed her hand on my thigh, my muscles tensing.

Denise was amused, a slight frown spreading on her face, but she let it slide.

A loud gasp escaped from my lips, my eyes rolling to the back of my head once her tongue licked a stripe up through my folds-- collecting my juices. Her hands were on my thighs, keeping me anchored on her face while I ride her tongue.

Her lips sucking at my clit.

Aiden took a sip of his beer, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and placed the bottle down. "So, how'd you two love birds meet?" He asked, intrigued as he stares at us-- just like Denise and Jayla.

Though, Jayla was more quiet and a bit intimidating. She was the complete opposite of her sister. She looked more intense with her daggers for eyes. She had a lot of eye-liner on and lipstick matching her skin.

I looked at Daniela as she looked back at me. We were sitting next to each other. The sisters opposite of us and Aiden at the end of the table.

"Well..." I started, buying her some time to come up with an excuse.

Then she had it, looking back at the others. She gave my thigh a light squeeze under the table.

"Well, when... I still took care after Ziki for Luka, I took him to the dog park. I swear, I let him off his leash for a second before he ran to another dog. And I just thought..." She turned her head to me. "The owner was the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."

My heart melted at her excuse, finding it cute. But I stared at her, knowing damn-well that I don't even have a dog.

Denise lets go of a small "Aww," a pout of her face. Jayla and Aiden listened carefully.

I cleared my throat and nodded. "Yup, Ziki... just came right over and started humping at Mila."

If I someday get a dog, I'm naming her Mila.

But my eyes widen slightly as I saw their expressions. Embarrassed, I blush even more. Humping? Seriously? The first reaction Jayla gave me, a caught-off guard, confused frown.

Aiden raised his eyebrows, holding back a smirk by drinking his beer. "That's... romantic." He taunted, mumbling against the bottle.

Daniela gave me a side-eye, her eyes telling me to stop talking.

Shyly, my eyes met the table.

Denise shook away her frown, but Jayla's stayed on her face. "Wait, you have to tell me Ziki and Mila got their happy ending too!" Denise smiled widely, her bright white teeth almost blinding me.

"Well, they never saw each other again. Luka came to take Ziki." Daniela spoke first, knowing I'd make something dumb up. And I did.

"Yup, and Mila died." I added.

Daniela shot me another glare.

Our table fell into an awkward silence. Nobody dared to look at me, except for Daniela who really glared passed my soul, her grip on my thigh tightening as a signal to just stop. My head fell down, looking at my lap, where her hand rested, and just sealed my lips. They didn't speak, Aiden chugged down his beer while Denise scratched the back of her neck.

Jayla stared at me.

Daniela spoke up to ease the tension. "So, Aiden, how's it going with Jessica?" Jessica being his pregnant wife.

After riding her mouth and collapsing onto her body, not without screaming her name, she pushed me flat down onto the bed.

She switched to her fingers and slide two of them in again, but going slow to ride out my second orgasm.

After I came down from the clouds, she slid deeper into me, curling her fingers right into my G-spot. A whine left my mouth, still so sensitive from my previous releases. My legs shut around her wrist, trapping her, while my walls clench around her fingers. Each movement made my legs twitch, and a high-pitched squeal escaping from my lips.

My body was on fire.

I bit my bottom lip, head throwing back against the pillow as she repeated the movement of curling her fingers inside of me.

"Yes, yes." I breathed out. "Don't stop, oh, please don't stop."

She forced my legs open again, and lowered her head in between my thighs to keep it open. She sucked at my clit while her fingers moved inside of me, going faster and harder. My lips fell open, shaky breathes escaping, turning into loud moans, turning into screams.

"Oh, Daniela!"

While the others talked, I sat back. I felt like a child at the family dinner, giving the adults a chance to speak.

Now and then they'd ask me questions, like where I'm from and general stuff like that.

But Jayla still didn't speak once. At least not to me.

The few times were she spoke sent shivers down my spine. Even her voice was a bit intimidating, low and deep. She spoke with ease and confidence.

And then, her eyes fell onto my cleavage. A frown spreads across my face.

It didn't go unnoticed my Daniela either.

When our waiter came with the food, everyone looked down at their plates. Using it as an advantage with no attention on us, Daniela turned to me slightly.

She reached out to my shoulders and pulled my red, silky dress' straps up a bit to cover more of my cleavage.

A slight blush spread on my face as her gaze met mine.

She sent me a tiny smile, fixing my hanging dress, then pulled back.

This woman is going to be the death of me.

Jumping into our food, the chatter slowly died down. We enjoyed our meals, sipping on our drinks.

Denise quickly chewed at her food and placed her fork and knife down. "Oh, I need to show you our new designs." She pulled out her phone and held it so that everyone could see.

She opened her pictures where a few different dresses were on display, but she clicked on one specific one.

It was a beautiful black dress going down to the mannequins' feet. It has long sleeves, paired with black gloves. The collarbone area is wide open, but cover enough to not show any cleavage. The dress started right above the chest area, preventing anything from being exposed.

Aiden nodded, impressed, his face smothered in barbeque sauce from the ribs.

I was stunned. It was beautiful. "Woah, that's stunning!" I gasped, covering my mouth with my hand, not wanting to have bad manners.

Jayla snickered, looking over to her sisters' phone.

"Jayla made it." She said with a proud smile.

For the first time--excluding us greeting at the beginning-- I finally spoke to her. "You did?"

Her eyes met mine and she shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal. "We're one of the largest design companies. What do you expect?" She spoke down to her food, cutting into her meat.

"If I didn't study law, my second option was to go into the designing, fashion, industry." I told, taking a bite of my pasta.

"You'd fit perfectly in." Denise said with her usual smile and gestured to my fit. "You're absolutely rocking that dress, queen. Perfect face, perfect body and style. Our industry needs more of you."

Daniela nodded in agreement, making a smile spread on my face. Aiden on the other hand was busy eating, way too focused on his steak. He just nodded along, but clearly didn't know what we were talking about.

Jayla looked at me. "I could give you a tour of our company."

Daniela frowned.

My eyes lit up. "Seriously? I-I'm honored!"

She quickly reached into her purse and took out a business card, sliding it over the table to me. "If you ever want to contact me."

The card was in black and gold, the company's name large up front in white. And her own name and phone number on it, and not Denise's. They must have separate business cards they hand out.

Daniela reached over and took it for herself. "I'll hold onto that. Victoria doesn't have her purse with her."

Her voice was strict, as if she was warning Jayla. Her eyes definitely did. She glared at her with a not-so-amused face.

But I didn't mind Daniela putting the card away.

Aiden's head finally snapped towards us, now interested. "No purse? No money." He frowned. "Miss Garcia is paying."

Daniela groaned annoyed. I knew she wanted to talk back, but quickly brought her attention down to her drink and took a sip.

Denise chuckled. "That's a first. She never pays for anyone. Not even for us if we wanted a tiny ol' ice cream. You must be special."

I shook my head with a tiny smile. "I'm not doing her bank account any good though."

Daniela raise her eyebrows. "You haven't even made a dent in it yet."

The waiter came to collect our empty plates and some of the glasses. We ended off with a great dinner.

I got to learn a lot about each one of Daniela's friends and see some of the sister's other designs. Which I might add is very, very beautiful.

Jayla definitely tried making a move on me once or twice, or just hit on me with the most subtly moves. She'd look me up and down, graze her hand on top of mine when passing the salt, say stuff like how her designs would look good on me. Each time she did it, Daniela would try to grab my attention and away from Jayla's. She'd interrupt Jayla immediately or place my hand on my thigh.

We all stood up, grabbing our things. My things only being my phone.

But as I did, my legs wobbled slightly. Daniela quickly turned to me, holding out for my hand which I gave to her. She helped me out of my seat and towards her where she wrapped her arms around my waist to keep me steady.

She stood behind me and placed her chin on my shoulder while waiting for the others.

She spoke against my ear, massaging my waist. "Still hurting?"

Well no shit, yesterday night was a lot.

Unconsciously, my body leaned back against her front, savoring this moment.

"What do you think?" I mumbled, trying to act sarcastic, but with smile on my face.

"I guess I went a bit too rough." She mumbled, placing a kiss against my neck

My smile grew at her little action. "A bit is an understatement."

When the sisters came to stand in front of us, I tried to step out in front of Daniela so that they can see each other. But as I did, stepping off to the side, my legs wobbled again.

Luckily, Daniela reached out to my hips and pulled me into her side before I could stumble.

Denise quickly leaned over the table and grabbed her wine, downing the last bit. She slammed it back down while looking at me with a frown.

"Queen, are you sure you're okay?" She asked.

A blush spread across my cheeks, a bit embarrassed. "Yeah, no, no!" I nodded. "I just-- intense workouts you know? I should've stretched." I stretched my leg out, biting back a wince. "Yup, feel the burn!"

Daniela smirked, and whispered against my ear again. "Definitely intense."

I nudged her with my elbow and got a cheeky snicker in return.

Aiden stood up, swinging his car keys in his hand. "Let's go pay up front."

We were about to walk together as a group before my eyes fell to the exit, wishing we were there already, on our way home. The food made me tired, wishing for my bed.

Just then--what are the chances-- my dad and Adeline entered.

"Oh shit!" I whisper yell and everyone paused to look at me. I stared back with panic eyes, grabbing onto Daniela's arm. "You guys go without us, we'll catch up!"

Daniela didn't bother to protest, quickly letting me lead her away. The others were just standing there, left without any context.

I pushed Daniela into the bathroom, in an empty stall and lock it behind us. It was cramped, definitely not made for two. The toilet took up most if the room, so that our bodies were pressed together. My hands on her chest as she held herself from tumbling over the toilet.

She raised an eyebrow, amusement in her eyes. "Seriously, right here, right now?"

I blink, speaking fast. "What, no! No!" Daniela frowned. "Daniela, Adeline's here."

Her frowned disappeared. "What?"

"With my dad."

Her frown returned as she processed my words. Her heartbeat increased under my touch. I could feel how it beats faster and faster each second. Now I know that she always acts tough in stressful situations, never revealing any panic.

But her heartbeat tells otherwise.

She scanned my face, her eyes widening slightly. "She's out there with them." She whispered to herself, as if I'm supposed to know what she's talking about.

But I did.

Them, as in, Aiden, Jayla and Denise. As in, the same friends Daniela introduced to Adeline when they were still together.

"We have to get out of here." Daniela said.

And just like that, we ran out.