Chapter 22 | Blow me

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Eric's POV



     - I'm so fucking horny. – I said, trying to catch his attention.


We were sitting on the couch, watching TV. He was watching the show intently, but as soon as I opened my mouth, he choked on his own spit.


     - W-what? – He said between coughs, making me smile internally. Catching his attention was so easy, I only needed to mention sex stuff and he would listen to anything I had to say.

     - This bitch didn't even know how to give head. – I replied, and just like that, disappointment filled his face.

     - But you still fucked. – He said.

     - Yeah, because she wanted to. – I said, obviously far from the truth.


It had all being planned by Mandy. I was supposed to just make him jealous. To see if I could spike a reaction out of him, because at least the good thing I knew was that whenever I would mention me having sex with another girl, he would get so gloomy, there had to be a reason for that. I just hadn't planned that far ahead, and when I don't have a plan... well... bullshit comes out of my mouth.


     - If you weren't liking it, you could've just stopped. – he said, obvious annoyance in his tone, that honestly made me laugh.


He looked cute when he was jealous, but this was more than that. He was hurt, and frustrated, and my fucked up mind didn't know what to do with it, so I pushed further. I started laughing loud, as a way of coping with my frustration, but he took as me making fun of him, and then I said the only thing that came to my mind.


     - You fucking kidding me? She wanted the dick, so I gave it to her. – Fucking idiot.

     - You're supposed to enjoy sex, you know? – He said.


Of course I knew that... but not really. I hadn't enjoyed it as much as I did with him, but at the moment, with my confusion and "soon to get worse" frustration, I thought I did.

I could only laugh once again sarcastically while drowning my own thoughts with more beer.


     -   And what do you know, Sir. Sex-a-lot? – What the fuck does that even mean?!


I was obviously provoking him, and he was too smart to not notice, but as he would always do with me, he took the bite, facing me with a clear irritated expression.


     - I know enough. – He said, determined, and when I took a look at those green eyes, I couldn't help but get got turned on.


His determination was something I not only admired, but in him, it looked...so sexy, the confusion was even greater when I found out what it could do to me, but I was always so quick at hiding it, and thankfully I was good at that, masking my horniness with what he would predict as mockery.

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