Chapter Four | Becektt

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I glare as Jasper who grins a dopey smile at me.

"hey"

I narrow my eyes.

"weed. Really?"

He smirks attempting to put his key in the lock three times too busy laughing at me.

"it's really funnnnnn stuff"

I grunt taking his key from him and opening his door practically shoving him in the room.

"you're still fucking high"

He nods slowly.

"a little bit, yeah"

I shake my head pissed.

"do you know what this means?"

He smirks "I need something to snack on and a fat nap?"

I pinch the bridge of my nose telling him exactly what has me so annoyed.

"you have a fucking strike now Jasper"

He just chuckles and comes up pressing his fingers against my mouth.

"shhh don't use profanities"

I'm too angry to react and glare reaching up and ripping his hand off my mouth.

"enough, sit down you need to sober up this is serious"

He bites his lip tilting his head.

"serious hmm?"

I roll my eyes clearly he's too high to be serious. I shake my head turning towards the door getting ready to leave.

"I can't talk to you right now, it's fucking pointless"

Before I can pull it open Jasper grabs my shoulder turning me around.

"so we won't talk"

Next thing I know he has his mouth pressed to mine and weaves his hands into my hair making me groan.

"J Jasper"

He growls lightly in my ear when his name leaves my mouth and I instinctively bump my hips forward my groin meeting his own making me gasp and him smirk against my lips.

He presses me into the door with his hand on my hip holding me in place before moving so his groin meets mine making me grunt

"Jaaa"

The complaint dies on my lips as he starts to grind himself against me causing my dick to harden rock solid.

"f fuck"

He chuckles "Mmm what a bad boy"

I blush at his words and he moves down to my neck sucking at the skin, but finally some sense is knocked back into me and I cringe pushing him away.

"y your still high"

He nods creating more friction with his hips.

"and?"

I bite my lip tilting my head back because I don't want him to stop, but I should.

I shake my head and push him back.

"please Jasper stop"

He growls his displeasure, but rips himself away from me.

"fuck fine leave with blue balls see if I care"

I pant catching my breath.

"that's unfair Jasper, we can't do this well your high"

He glares.

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