Chapter 4

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Nex's pov:

The school week went horribly so I was ecstatic when it was finally over. Everyone was staring at my face and gossiping. Teachers would pull me to the side and ask if everything was okay at home. I was just glad it was Saturday.

I was chilling at home when my phone buzzed. I looked and saw that it was Scarlett, and sighed in exasperation.

"What could she possibly want from me?" I asked myself.

Against my greater judgement, I checked.

My head tilted slightly to the right as I read it.

It read, "My parents aren't home..."

"Why should I care?"

"Could u come over?"

"Why would I do that?"

"You know why."

"Say it. Say why and then maybe I will."

I just wanted to see it. To see her say what she wanted from me. A little teasing won't hurt anyone.

She started typing again.

"Come over and fuck me please? Just one more time."

"What's the address?"

"It's ---------- road."

"Ight I'll be there soon"

I didn't expect to hear from her but I didn't mind. Not in the slightest.
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Scarlett's pov:

My parents had gone away again on Friday and said that they'd be back on Monday.

I had the house all to myself...well and my dog. It was lonely and I was a bit sexually frustrated. I had boyfriends in the past that I had hooked up with but this was just a booty call.

Might as well take advantage of the situation.

I freshened up a bit and was wearing a loose pair of comfy shorts and an oversized shirt. I really didn't care about my clothing considering they'd probably be coming off soon.

There was a knock on the door and I hurried to open it. I didn't want anyone seeing her here.

I dragged her inside the house and locked the door behind her.

"You know there's a door bell for a reason, right?" I asked sarcastically.

"Yup and I chose not to use it."

"Typical."

"Not you having an attitude, when you're the one who begged me to come over and fuck you," she said. "Typical slut fashion if you ask me."

She came closer and backed me into the island behind me, her hands grabbing my hips firmly.

"Wow. You're face looks horrible," I said, laughing briefly.

"Yeah because of you. A matter of fact, I'm gonna make you pay for it," she said.

Her voice was full of rasp and it went straight to my clit.

"Yeah? And how are you gonna do that?" I asked.

"You'll see," she answered. Her right hand reached up to my chin, pulling my face towards her and into a kiss.

This kiss was less sloppy than the previous one's at school but still a little messy. I could taste slight copper from her lip but I didn't care.

Her tounge slipped into my mouth and I moaned.

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