Her Ex-Friend's Boyfriend

Sophia Burns still hasn’t forgiven Lila for the way she treated her. One slow afternoon her old best friend’s boyfriend, Tommy Pistol, shows up at the door looking like he needs a favor. She raises an eyebrow, shrugs, and lets him in—might as well see what he wants. Coffee in hand, Tommy spills: Lila’s freezing him out, no heat, no touch, just silence. Sophia gets it. She felt the cold too. They trade stories, swap the same old bruises. Somewhere between laughter and curses, Tommy’s gaze drifts, lingers, and he finally blurts that it’s Sophia he can’t stop thinking about. Her stomach flips. Revenge tastes sweeter than regret, and those old sparks never really cooled. She grabs him by the shirt, pulls him in, and plants a hot, hungry kiss on his mouth. Tongues slide, hands grip, clothes disappear in a rush. She tugs his belt open, frees his already stiff cock, and wraps her fingers around it. Tommy groans, pushes her top up, sucks one nipple into his mouth until it peaks hard. They tumble onto the couch. Sophia climbs on top, sinks down on his cock inch by inch, her pussy already slick. They fuck hard—her riding him deep and grinding when he’s buried to the hilt, then him flipping her onto her back and pounding between her spread thighs. Sweat mixes. Sophia moans, nails scratching his shoulders, coming hard around him. Tommy follows, hips jerking as he empties thick ropes inside her, their breathing ragged in the quiet room.