Aiden & Harlow (Wattpad version)

Bad boys do it better

Aiden

There's a reason girls want a bad boy. What guys can do, we can do better—most guys sweet talk girls into dropping their panties. We don't. We give them one look, and they hop on our dick, even the sweet innocent girls—case in point.

I came across a group of girls in the park. They were eyeing me except for one chick who averted her eyes. When she glanced at me, I glanced at her. It didn't take long before she was on the back of my bike, and we pulled up to the shop.

I led her upstairs to the empty apartment and closed the door.

She fidgeted in her spot. "Is this your apartment?"

"Sometimes, when I need a break." I shrugged while removing my jacket.

"Oh."

I crept towards her as she bit her bottom lip. Then I pulled her into a kiss and got to work. Some girls are easy to nail. Then you have the virgins who take a little longer. They hesitate, but with the right moves, their panties drop.

I led the girl to the bedroom. "Remove your panties and lay down."

"Um, I've never done this before with a guy."

My lips curled into a smile. "I'll be gentle."

The girl nodded and did as I told her. She laid down on the bed. Now before you nail a virgin, you show them why they want your dick. I knelt and wrapped my arms around her legs, then lowered my head into her sweet spot. I ran my tongue along with her opening and sucked on her clit. As my tongue worked her clit, I inserted a finger into her hole. She groaned. Yeah, she was a virgin.

Her juices flowed as she became wet, and I inserted another finger to loosen her a little more. She gripped the blankets as her moans got louder. Then she squirted. Damn, I don't get many girls who squirt.

I pulled back as the girl laid on the bed panting. I removed my pants, rolled on protection, climbed onto her, then pushed my dick into her hole. She screamed as I pumped her hole. Most guys can't fuck a chick to save their lives. I'm not most guys.

After we finished the first time, I removed the rest of her clothes, along with mine. We changed positions.
She got on her knees, and I fucked her from behind as her tits bounced. The chick needed the full effect to understand why bad boys do it better.

It wasn't until she was riding my dick, someone tapped on the door. We stopped as I got out of bed, leaving the girl in bed. I returned a few minutes later with Tasha. Tasha licked her lips.

The girl covered herself with the blankets. "Aiden, who this?"

"Tasha. She came to join us."

The girl's brows furrowed as Tasha stripped and joined us. There's nothing like a threesome to have a better time. The one chick finally left as Tasha stayed. I lit a fag in bed as Tasha sucked my dick. After I shot my load, she joined me with smoking a fag.

"Aiden, where the fuck do you find these newbies?"

"The park."

"I hate virgins. They're so timid."

"Yeah, but tapping a virgin is better than a hoe. They're tighter."

Tasha laughed.

I took a drag from my fag.

"What about that one chick?"

"What chick?"

"That Harlow chick."

"What about her?

"I'm sure no one has tapped her ass."

I glanced at Tasha with an arched brow. "Don't even think about it."

"Weren't you the one who said she needs a good fuck?"

I took a hit from my fag. "I didn't mean it that way."

"Then what did you mean?"

"She's uptight but off-limits to people."

"Why?"

"Because she is." I didn't add more to the conversation. Sometimes, Tasha doesn't know when to keep her mouth shut.

There are reasons Harlow is off-limits to people.

******
Harlow

I gathered all my school supplies and made sure they were together. I double-checked to make sure I had everything. Then I laid out my clothes.

Someone knocked on my door. I noticed Dad in the doorway. He strolled into my room.

"I think I have everything ready for tomorrow."

"Are you sure you don't want to triple-check?"

I rolled my eyes as Dad chuckled. My parents and I differed in personalities. While school wasn't a big deal to them, it was to me. I wanted to study art and become an artist. I maintained a 4.0, so I could get scholarships since my parents couldn't afford an art school. It's not that my dad doesn't make money, but we're not wealthy. Plus, Mom works in a bar. That was what they chose with their lives.

"Harlow, it's your senior year. Enjoy it."

"Dad, most of the girls in my school worry more about boys than doing their homework. Some have even gotten pregnant. I'm one of the few who kept their innocence. Plus, the majority of guys want sex. I want a future."

My dad smiled. I know I'm weird wanting a future, but I also wanted someone who cared about me. Now, if I could avoid Aiden Keaton, my life would be much better.

"I can't fault you for your decisions. Your mom and I worry about you."

"I'm fine. One more year of high school, and I'll be attending art school." I grinned.

"Have you heard anything about the scholarships?"

"Not yet, but I applied for several, along with an art school. I'm hoping the people will accept me."

"They will. Who wouldn't want someone like you?"

I smiled, then hugged my dad. My dad has been my biggest champion with my dreams. However, he scared my teachers at parent-teacher conferences. I remember in elementary school. My teachers would shake when my parents come to meetings. I didn't understand why since Dad is a teddy bear.

My counselor in middle school refused to include art classes in my schedule. Dad changed his mind. When boys would hurt my feelings, Dad would hurt them. Mom spent many times bailing Dad out of jams. Well, at least he cares.

"Look, I talked to Jag, Roc, and Jaden. They said they would talk to their boys."

Great. When Dad talked to the boys' parents, my life became hell.

"You'll be fine." Dad kissed my forehead, then left my bedroom.

"Yeah, more like issues than I want. Thanks, Dad." I sighed.

I didn't know what issue Aiden had with me, but he made my life miserable. It's been that way forever. I'm hoping I can get through my senior year with minor issues. Something told me the truth would prevent that from happening.

I would find out a hard truth about Aiden Keaton what his issue was with me. But it would be what I least expected.