The room was quiet except for the soft, wet sounds of my fingers moving between Lara's legs. She sat with her back against the headboard, legs spread wide open for me. I was kneeling in front of her, slowly sliding two fingers in and out of her soaked pussy while my thumb gently rubbed her clit.
"Ahm…" Lara gasped, quickly pressing one hand over her mouth to muffle the sound. Her eyes fluttered, cheeks turning a deep shade of red.
"Y-Yeah… I am still at Amaya's place," she said into the phone, trying her best to sound normal. She cleared her throat. "You know how stubborn she is, right?"
I didn't stop. Instead, I curled my fingers inside her, stroking that sensitive spot a little faster. Her hips twitched and she bit her lip hard.
"Yep, exactly… and she is asking me to stay the night now," she continued, her voice starting to waver.
