RED NOTES AND KISSES-Chapter 28: Frida -

Leah, Reg, and Vanessa stared at her, their jaws practically hitting the table.

"Girl," Leah blurted out, her voice loud enough to catch a few side-eyes from others in the library.

"Have you been having freaky sex and gatekeeping it from us?"

"I thought you were a virgin!" Vanessa exclaimed, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Frida's cheeks burned, and she groaned inwardly. Why did I say that?

They teased her relentlessly, Leah poking her shoulder while Vanessa fanned herself dramatically.

Leah's grin widened. "Okay, spill. What's his name? Where'd you meet?"

Frida flushed deeper. "It's... complicated."

"Ooooooh, so juicy," Reg laughed, leaning back in his chair.

Leah leaned in closer, her tone conspiratorial. "Let me guess. Fuck buddy, huh?"

Frida nearly choked. "No!" she squealed, but Leah cut her off with a wave of her hand.

"Anyways," Leah continued, smirking. "It could mean two things: either he's bad in bed... or he's preparing you for a mind-blowing orgasm."

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That earned a collective gasp. Vanessa clutched her chest dramatically, and Reg looked positively intrigued.

Leah leaned closer. "Okay, serious question. How did you feel when he left you hanging?"

Frida hesitated, licking her lips as the memory washed over her.

"When he touched me, it was so intense. I didn't want him to stop. It was so good, I thought I was dying. But then he just... stopped. And I was so wet, I almost screamed in frustration."

Vanessa clapped her hands over her mouth. "Girl! OMG. He's good. Like, really good."

Leah nodded sagely. "Yeah, if he's got you like that... without even using his dick yet? Girl, you've struck gold."

Reg burst out laughing. "Take it from a stud, Frida. That guy can fuck."

Frida buried her face in her hands, wishing the floor would swallow her whole.

Vanessa leaned over with a wicked grin. "Next time he touches you, girl, you're so gonna squirt."

Leah laughed, shaking her head. "Wait for the dick, woman. That is some quality dick!"

Frida groaned again, her face a deep shade of crimson. She hadn't even had sex with him, and already, she felt like her world was on fire.

But no matter how hard she tried to push the thought of him away, her body betrayed her.

She wanted him, desperately.

And the next time they were together, she didn't plan to let him leave without finishing what he started.