My girlfriend's downfall

Maybe it was the position or the memory of that night when Jack humiliated Lily. Either way. I was on fire today, holding the same position for what felt like forever, and Lily came twice.

Then, I had Lily spread her legs wide and kneel on the bed, her upper body upright, hands gripping the bed frame, looking all kinds of sexy. I went in from behind, my hands all over her smooth breasts.

"God, Ethan, you're killing it today," Lily moaned, sounding both tired and turned on.

I bit her neck gently, thrusting deep, and said, "That's cause I'm falling harder for you every day."

I picked up the pace, feeling that familiar build-up. My hands moved to her waist to keep her steady.

I whispered in her ear, "Baby, I'm going to come."

Suddenly, the door flew open. "Yō, Ethan, want to shoot some hoops?" Logan Davis's round, acne-speckled face and short, chubby frame filled the doorway.

We all froze.

Lily was facing the door, and since the room was small, the bed was right there. She was on her knees, legs spread, hands gripping the bed frame, looking like a blooming flower, every inch of her exposed to Logan.