🎧 uh oh - Tate McRae

Abby always teased you, maybe it was because she liked you, or maybe it was because she knew that you liked her.

Whichever way it was, it didn’t stop her from always making you squirm in public, no matter what she did, she alway found a way to make you blush.

For example, she claimed you as her girlfriend as soon as she saw someone flirting with you, which.. maybe that was just Abby being possessive.

Anyway, Abby loved toying with you, always flirting and touching you, making you sensitive in places you didn’t even know existed.

But, you never brought yourself to stop her.

And she loved that, she loved that you were so submissive to her and not anyone else, maybe she just loved you.

With all your past crushes, she’d always say they were bad for you, even if they were the sweetest girls ever, and you noticed it, you just never said anything about it.

Truth was, Abby didn’t want to see you with anyone else, and she’s made that clear without saying a word. And you couldn’t say no to Abby, it was almost like she wouldn’t let you, definitely not with those puppy eyes.

A week ago, Abby “practice” kissed you, said it was preparation for Press, but you both knew that was a lie, she just wanted to swap spit with you.

She was just too nervous to ask for it.

Which was strange, because Abby was never nervous when she had her hands all over you, but she definitely was confusing when she just said it was platonic.

It was in fact, not platonic at all.

So, she was laying in your bed with you, uninvited of course, but it seemed.. different this time, more intimate, like something was gonna happen tonight.

And it was, because once Abby got closer and began whispering in your ear, you had a feeling you knew what was about to happen.

Her hand wandered over your stomach first, rubbing it lovingly.

“We aren’t exactly.. friends, right? I mean.. we just have so much tension” She asked, Milky Way brown eyes staring into yours

”I know what you want, Abby” You stated, it didn’t take a genius to figure it out either.

”Will you let me have it then?” She asked, and there it goes again, that look she gave you, the one where you couldn’t say no or else she’ll be mad at you for life.

You nodded, then her hand went lower, stroking your inner thigh. She noticed your shiver that you so desperately tried to hide, she smirked.

”You like that?”