"We can't do this," I stated quietly.

“Yes we can," she replied huskily. Her butt was up in the air a bit with her knees parted to the sides. It gave her plenty of room to reach a hand between her thighs and rub her pink pussy quite provocatively.

She twisted her torso to look back at me, exposing her bare left boob.

Its puffy nipple was rosy pink and protruding, just begging to be sucked. "Come fuck me, Matty. I need you in me."

"The girls made an agreement. I can't do this with you until I get things with Neevie sorted."

“The girls made an agreement, but I never agreed to it. So much shit we do is just because Sam thinks its best and everybody goes along with her. I never once said, ‘I agree.' I never once promised to keep my hands off you."

I pursed my lips.

“That's a technicality and you know it."

“The world is full of technicalities."

"You know that doing this would piss the girls off."

“Fuck ‘em."

“*Fuck 'em'? Can you hear yourself? These are your best friends!"

“Don't need ‘em as Long as I have you.”

“What the fuck is WRONG with you?" I sat up, and despite the petite pretty girl continuing to wag her plugged-up ass at me while fingering her own pussy, I felt my cock deflate.

“The Belle I knew would NEVER betray the BTC."

“Well what if the BTC has already betrayed me? Huh? You're supposed to be MINE, Matty. And they're all taking you away from me!"

“What are you TALKING about?"

Only now did Belle finally stop masturbating. She sat up and turned around, making my eyes briefly yo-yo down to her beautiful bosom before

I forced myself to focus on her face.

Her livid, angry, opposite-of-sexy face.

“Those fucking bitches are taking away my dream!" she yelled.

“What dream?"

It was the wrong thing to say. I'd thought she was livid before, but now Belle lost it.

“What dream? WHAT DREAM?!?" she balled her fists, raised them in the air, and started hammering me with them while I blocked with my forearms. "OUR DREAM YOU FUCKING MORON!!! YOU! ME!

TOGETHER FOREVER!“