Pumped-Up Kicks 2

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I concentrated hard as I tried to beat Remie on Rainbow Road. Jessa sat next to me chomping away on her sweet scented gum and Remie was speaking profanities under her breath. Her hair was up in a messy bun piled on top of her head. Jessa was smiling down at her phone screen typing ridiculously fast.

Jase had no real reason to not like Jess. She was as sweet as pie and smart too. My car crossed the finish line and I slouched on Remie's bed. "You owe me those 20 dollars Rem."

"I told you she would beat you." Jessa spoke without looking up from her screen. I really liked Jessa. She reminded me of a slightly smarter more serious Jase.

"Yeah yeah whatever. Imma be right back. I have to uh check something." She clutched her phone in her hand and walked away.

"Who are you talking to?" I furrowed my eyebrows and she finally looked up at me with one thumb on her screen. Her eyes weren't as green as Jase's. In fact, hers had flecks of gold laced in the iris.

"Umm you might not know him. I can't entirely call him my boyfriend because we aren't together together. But we did do the frick frack."

"How many times?"

"About 5. Give or take. It was amazing." My eyes sank down to my wrists.

"I just don't understand why even bother doing the frick frack if you don't want to be committed. Like what are us women getting out of these acts. I feel like guys only do it for a pass time. Not for our womanly needs."

"Oh yes they do." Jessa placed her phone down and climbed behind me. "Close your eyes. And imagine."

"Who am I imagining?"

"Logan." She spoke in her Californian accent. "So Logan is behind you. Opening your shirt." Her hands were on my waist and she started unbuttoning my flannel.

"Jess. Stop." I turned back toward her.

"Close your eyes." She said more sternly. So I did. And I tried to imagine what was happening. I could almost see it.

I could almost feel his large hands unbuttoning my shirt painfully slow. And the more I tried to imagine Logan behind me, the more I was being swept up by euphoria. It was wrong of me to think of Logan doing this and not Moose, but it was so right.

Her hands got down to the last button on my shirt and tore it away from my body exposing my bra. I felt her warm lips press themselves to my skin slowly making their way across my shoulder blade. It was like something out of a movie. Something so crazy. So dangerous. So perfect. "Kissing your neck." Jessa's voice filled my ears but I couldn't comprehend. I felt my hair move away exposing the cold flesh of my neck that was soon burning hot.

I honestly didn't feel very comfortable with the situation. But I wanted to believe that Logan was capable of this act and not Jessa. Her teeth clamped down on the sensitive skin of my neck making me whine. She slid my bra strap off my shoulder and kissed the top of it. I moaned again softly. Soon, she stopped abruptly. "There. I told you." She slid my bra strap back on my shoulder and moved away. I pushed my arms through my shirt still experiencing waves of euphoria. "Don't get me wrong, Logan can be aggressive. But that's what also makes him great." She smirked and my cheeks turned pink.

"Umm yeah. I mean I agree. He was, pretty good." She smiled to herself reminiscing. All three of us, Jessa,Remie and I, were brought together because we all did sinful acts with Logan.

Remie pushed her way into her room again and I felt my cheeks heat up. It was like she knew what just happened. Jessa returned to her phone and Remie shook her head at my embarrassment. "Did you like Moose's party?" She asked before joining us on her bed again.