Chapter 8 It's Your Fault

• Quinn POV
• Ayla immediately brought the boxer onto her nose and I suddenly felt jealous because I knew the marvelous sent she would get because to be truthful, that was one of the reasons I didn't remind Ace of the boxer, and now this motherfucking slut has beat me to my boyfriend's... "Oh my God!" Ayla moaned whilst bringing her fingers to tease her nipples through her fancy dress whilst still clutching the boxer. The sight of her drunk face of pleasure with my gorgeous boyfriend's boxer in her hand got me so angry that my face was on the verge of turning red.
• She has done this before and it hasn't been funny at all. The other time was when she found my boyfriend's cum, she used it to finger herself here in my room, although I was so angry the sight of her cumming from that was an unforgettable sight to see, no wonder all guys can't resist her charms. Sometimes I wonder if I'm that tempting during sex, I'm not bothered when not having sex because I'm confident of my looks but what of having sex? I always seem to lose it whenever Ace's finger traces my body and I immediately forget appearing tempting. How can I when the male was a walking sex, even this slut confirmed it herself too.
• I know that if given the opportunity she would have sex with Ace without looking back. She is a good friend and she can be that good friend on everything but she can't seem to control herself near Ace. Every time he is already she looks like someone who had her mind taken away by aliens. One time Ace invited us to lunch I'm a five-star restaurant. Ayla was practically wet from the moment Ace stepped in till that lunch ended. We could smell her arousal and I'm sure that if it wasn't for me she would have knelt and called him 'Master' and let him have his ways.
• As I look at her with the boxer for a while, I can't do anything but sigh in resignation and continue to remove the sheets and into the washing machine. When she had had enough, she returned the boxer to me, her eyes were still coated with arousal and I knew she was already so wet. As the boxer move my way, I couldn't help but cut the scent and I immediately knew what she had been swallowing since 'Damn this girl' I said inwardly, I wanted to keep the boxer for later so that I could sniff a little but if I do that she would lose more self-control next time and would even dare to sniff Ace's underwear in his presence next time, and if that continues it might reach the extent that Ace could no longer help but fuck her mercilessly because he is a human after all and is not exempted from falling into temptation, besides the girl in question is also a gorgeous girl. So with her staring eyes, I have no other choice than to toss the boxer into the machine too.
• We left my place an hour later after I tidied the place and dressed up. We decided to use my car as we headed to our destination. Throughout the time we spent enjoying ourselves, almost all the men couldn't stop staring at us, Ayla was happy because of the attention as always, I was uncomfortable at first but realized that I wouldn't be able to enjoy this outing if I didn't relax, so I pushed all the stares at the back of my mind and enjoyed myself. But still yet, my thoughts couldn't help but wander back to why Ace was so angry and refused to touch me during our last sex, 'what did I do wrong?' I thought inwardly. Even after all my pitiful eyes that he normally couldn't resist it seems that what he was angry about was more than my pitiful eyes. As I think about it, I didn't know that I was spacing out. "Hey, are you alright?" Ayla asked and I nodded "Yeah, I'm fine" I replied with a smile. She stared at me for a while but decided not to ask further.
• Ace's POV
• As I stepped inside our family mansion, my mind was still clouded with the same thought and I was still confused. I was about to head to my quarter when I heard a deep chuckle behind me. I turned to see Archie standing there in only boxers, sweats filling his body, I guess he's just coming out from the gym. Archie is as tall as me and also well-defined like a god. You could say that we all shared that same trait, all over six feet tall and practically the same height but completely different people from the same blood.
• Archie's voice is deeper than mine and anytime he speaks, it's as if he is commanding but that is him. "What's funny Archie?" I asked with a serious face but his chuckle deepened and it was as if the floor was vibrating from his sound. His wet hair was covering half his face stopping only on his long eyelashes. "You know very well why I'm laughing Ace, if you want to blame anyone for your situation you should blame yourself," he said I made no reply he continued "You are aware that we haven't found any girl that can take any of us in without fainting or worst coma. And you are aware that we have been desperately looking for one that could, because who could stay without sex? Actually no one" he moved in front of me and stared at me intently, "And then you were successful, you finally found one after a long time. But instead of you managing her well and hiding her from us knowing quite well what we all crave at the moment but no you didn't, but instead you came to rub it all in our faces, you came to tell us every since once of sex you had with her and how it felt..."