“Ugh, who actually reads on reading week?” Chloe asks, throwing herself dramatically on her back. Max wants to say something smart in retort but Chloe’s hips have rendered her mute. Her boxers have been hiked down by the motion and the slightest wisp of pubic hair is visible above the band. Her toned belly peaks out from under her top. “If you want me to fuck you, Max, just ask already,” Chloe says with a side long glance, “I see you staring.” Max’s freckled face turns beet red and she hides her it in her hands.
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