Toxic Much

Chapter 4

Ages:

Peter - 18
Danielle - 19
Xavier - 19

Xavier's Pov:

When I walked into Peter's home, I didn't know where his room was. His house was so big for a 18 year old. And on his own? Insane money he must have.

I finally found his room and set him down on his bed. I stared at him for a long time then brushed his hair out of his face. I needed to use the bathroom, so I had hoped he wouldn't mind when I went in his. As I was washing my hands, getting ready to leave, I heard creaks on the floor. Maybe Peter had woken up? Or there was an intruder.

I peaked out the bathroom door just to find an empty bed. I smiled.

I walked out the room and went into the kitchen, to find Peter standing at the counter, with a robe half on. He was getting a glass of water. He looks back at me, standing in the doorway. "Shit,"
he says putting down the glass.
"I've been caught I guess. Do I know you?"
He looked dazed and hungover, so I didn't say a thing back. Peter then walked up to me, as said, his robe was half on. I could see his chest. He presses against me, but i knew what he was doing.
"You're not slick," I say, grabbing his hand and yanking him back to his room.

"I play these games. Not you."

I pushed him on his back onto the bed. He stares at my lips, I could tell. He makes me feel like I cant control myself. So I didn't.

My lips touched his. My hand going up his chest. His hands in my hair.

Peter did let out a slight moan when I had my lips against his neck. He was just horny, hungover, and hot. Three H's. Make that four when I give him Head.