“Are you okay with this?” I whispered, my nose brushing lightly against hers.
“Yes,” Chloe breathed in reply.
Her arms were still wrapped around my neck, and before I could say anything else, she leaned in and kissed me again—this time with a sudden urgency that left me no choice but to respond. My hand moved instinctively, resting gently on her thigh. The warmth of her skin sent a nervous shiver down my spine.
Slowly, her legs parted beneath my touch as my fingers traced a teasing path upward along her thighs.
“Mmm…” Chloe’s soft gasp slipped between our lips. Her kiss faltered as she exhaled, her breathing growing uneven beneath my touch.
“Oh, Chloe…” I murmured.
My lips drifted from hers, pressing gentle kisses along her chin and down the curve of her neck. Her body trembled lightly beneath me.
As if carried away by the moment, she tilted her head and playfully nipped at my ear with her teeth, sending a wave of sensation through me. I couldn’t help smiling. It was something she did when she was caught up in the moment—something that made my heart race even faster.
I lifted my head and looked into her eyes. There was a burning intensity there that matched exactly what I was feeling.
My hands rested on her shoulders as I spoke quietly.
“Let’s make love, Chloe… unless you don’t—”
“Shhh,” she whispered with a playful smile.
She silenced me with a brief kiss before slowly rising to her feet. Without breaking eye contact, she began to remove her dress, her movements very slow and teasing—as though she knew exactly what she was doing to me.
I swallowed, my heart pounding as I watched her. Even now, I found myself completely moved by her beauty.
Before I realized it, I was standing too. My shirt came off in a rush, followed by the rest of my clothes, as though my hands had decided the matter for me.
Within moments we were standing face to face.
Chloe stepped closer, slipping her arms around my neck once more. Her lips found mine, and she kissed me deeply, her body swaying gently against mine. I felt the warmth of her bre*st against my chest as she pressed closer.
My hands traveled down her waist, resting against the curve of her hips before gently guiding her backward toward the bed.
“You’re so beautiful, Chloe,” I whispered between kisses. “I think I’m completely enchanted.”
She laughed softly as she fell back onto the mattress, pulling me down with her.
For a moment, we simply stared at each other.
Then her expression softened, her eyes heavy as she held my gaze.
“I want you inside me Liam,” she begged breathlessly.
That was all the invitation I needed.
I leaned down and kissed her again as I gently went in.
"Hurrr..." Chloe's breath quavered, her thighs rocked in orgasm as my waist kept steady pace. Her arms wrapped tight around my neck, with her lips close to my ear..."Oh, Liam..." My name fizzled out her lips in quiet pants, soon the room was filled with our moans. Time seemed to dissolve as we made love, her fingers tangled in my hair while my arms held her close.
"Oh Chloe, I think I'm... I'm about to..." I groaned, teeth clenched in sweet ecstasy as I reached my climax, I had not the smallest of strength to pull out in time before that happened. But that wasn't my concern now.
Exhaustion and satisfaction replaced the burning passion we previously had.
I leaned down to kiss her once more, slow and lingering, while she held me close.
“Oh… Liam,” she whispered near my ear, her voice soft and warm.
A few moments later, I pulled away and sat back, catching my breath.
“I can’t believe we just did that,” Chloe said with a giggle as she sat up and slid off the bed.
“Hm-mm,” I hummed with a small laugh as I reached for my trousers.
While she gathered her clothes from the side of the bed, I watched her with a quiet sense of disbelief. It still felt unreal.
“Will you wait while I go back to the house and shower?” she asked with a soft smile.
I clicked my tongue thoughtfully.
“Will you be long?”
Her smile widened as she stepped closer, cupping my cheek and planting a teasing kiss on my lips.
“I won’t be long.”
With that, she slipped out of the playhouse, leaving me alone as I finished dressing.
For a moment I just stood there, trying to convince myself that I wasn’t dreaming.
Chloe… and me.
It felt impossible.
Yet it had just happened.
A wide grin spread across my face as the thought crossed my mind—at least now I had something to brag about… and a bet to win.
bzzz… bzzz… bzzz
The vibration of my phone snapped me back to reality.
I pulled it from my pocket and glanced at the screen.
“Oh no… Andrew!”
I gasped when I realized who was calling. I had completely forgotten about our planned 7 p.m. meetup at the clubhouse.
“Hey man, what’s up?” I said quickly, raising the phone to my ear.
“Bro, where the hell are you?” Andrew’s voice came through immediately, sounding more irritated than calm. “This is the second day in a row you’re ghosting me.”
“Hey, you know I can’t ghost you,” I replied, sitting down on the bed.
“I’ve just been busy lately.”
“Always busy, huh?” he scoffed. “Don’t lie to me, man. That’s just a cover story.”
“No, no… who said I ditched you?” I laughed.
“Okay, okay. Look—remember the bet we made?”
“Yeah, sure. The Chloe chick,” Andrew replied instantly, suddenly sounding much more interested.
A grin spread across my face.
“Well… I’m at her place right now. And we—”
“Ha! Cheap lie, bro,” Andrew cut in with a mocking laugh. “Nice try, but I’m not buying it.”
“Believe what you want,” I chuckled. “But I swear it’s true.”
There was a brief pause on the other end. All I could hear was the thumping music from the club and faint laughter in the background.
“Andrew? You still there?”
“Yeah, yeah,” he replied hurriedly. “But man, you’re missing out right now. This DJ has the whole club lit. So many fine girls around… I might get wasted tonight.”
“Slow down,” I laughed.
“Well, I gotta go,” he said. “But if you want me to believe you’re actually at that girl’s house, send me a photo of the two of you together. Then I’ll believe you. Remember—our bet still stands.”
“If that’s what it takes, you’ll get your photo,” I replied.
A few minutes after ending the call, Chloe returned to the playhouse wearing a silky sky-blue pajama set decorated with tiny teddy bears.
“I hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long,” she said playfully as she climbed onto the bed and rested her head against my chest.
I wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close.
“Nope,” I chuckled. “But I’m glad you’re back.”
We lay there quietly, enjoying the peaceful silence.
Then suddenly her phone rang.
Chloe pulled it from her pocket, glanced at the screen—and ended the call almost immediately. To my surprise, she even switched the phone off.
“Uh… Chloe,” I said cautiously, lifting my head slightly. “I don’t mean to pry… but was that your dad calling?”
“No,” she replied calmly. “It was Kevin.”
“Oh.” I let out a small breath of relief.
“And you didn’t answer?” I asked carefully. “I mean… he’s your boyfriend, right?”
“I just didn’t want to ruin this moment,” she said with a shy smile. “Besides, he can call me tomorrow.”
She snuggled closer against me, resting her head on my chest.
“You know… you could always break up with him if you don’t like him,” I suggested lightly.
“It’s not that easy, Liam,” she replied simply.
Within minutes, her breathing slowed as she drifted into sleep.
But I remained awake.
My mind kept circling around the same question.
Should I take the photo… and send it to Andrew?
Or not?
TO BE CONTINUED…
I hope you enjoyed reading this Chapter
Will someone walk into the playhouse and find Chloe and Liam lying together?
And will Liam finally decide to take that photo of Chloe sleeping on his chest?
Stay tuned for more drama…