Chapter 130

“Sabrina would flip if she saw us doing this,” you said.

Gemma snorted. “Yeah, probably. But she doesn’t know what she’s missing out on.”

“True,” you laughed.

You were naked, and Gemma was lounging up against you naked as well, one leg thrown over yours as she rested her naked back against your shoulder and chest. You were both eating the still-warm chicken that she’d brought, your laptop open and randomly working your way through the YouTube algorithm.

“Mmmph,” Gemma slurped, cleaning off the last chicken bone and dropping it into the box. “So good.”

You laughed again and watched as she picked up your old t-shirt and wiped her fingers and mouth. It was the substitute for a napkin you’d both been using since you didn’t have any paper towels in your room, and didn’t want to get dressed to go get some.

Gemma tossed the shirt away and turned sideways, cuddling up on you more as her breasts pressed into your chest now. “Have I told you that I love you today?” she asked.

“A few times, but I could be told again,” you said.

“Well,” she said, sitting up a little higher to bring her lips next to yours. “I love you.”

“I love you too, love,” you said, and kissed her. Despite wiping your mouths she still tasted a little like the chicken, which was weird.

Slowly the kissing turned into making out, and the laptop was forgotten as Gemma straddled you more properly as she pressed her chest to yours. You were groping her ass and running your hands up and down her sides, while your cock was now hard and trapped between you.

Gemma broke the kiss and looked down at you. “You’re mine,” she said, but turned it into a question. “Right?”

“Of course I am,” you said, stopping your groping and focusing more on her face.

She was frowning, her eyes trying to bore into yours as if she wanted to read something in you. You decided the best thing to do was wait.

Her eyes softened, and she took a breath. “Sorry,” she said. “I just-” she hesitated.

“You don’t need to tell me if you don’t want to,” you offered.

“No, you already know,” Gemma shook her head. “I was just thinking that the easiest way to solve this whole issue would be for you to fuck Joy to keep her happy. But I don’t want that. You having sex with Sabrina is part of whatever we have. But her? I couldn’t handle that.”

“Was Sabrina pushing for that?” you asked, not sure if you wanted the answer or not.

“No. God, no,” Gemma said. “She was even more against it than I was, I think.”

You hugged Gemma to you. “I would have done it if you both wanted me to,” you said. “But I wouldn’t have enjoyed a second of it. That woman is...”

“Awful,” Gemma said. You held her for a little bit, and then she sighed. “I killed the mood, didn’t I?”