He stares deep into my eyes as I smoke my joint. With my legs still wrapped around his hips and my body pulled in close, he looks me up and done.
I then go in closer towards his plump lips, until I'm just a inch away and and exhale the smoke into...
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Men are way too easy to please.
"Fuck" He said tucking his bottom teeth in and tilting his head back. Definitely, a sight to see. He was totally about to lose this. I started to trail my fingers along his chest. He sucked in a tight breath.
"Didn't think you'd be so easy Matez" I said tilting my head a bit. He then took a hold of my hips to stop my movements. His eyes looked me up and down... I felt like fire under his gaze.
" I didn't think you'd start grinding on me Evens," He said with a grin slowly approaching his face. I narrowed my eyes at him. I would ask him how he knew my last name but I knew that answer already. In 2nd period the teachers were calling us all by our last. Which is how I got his.
As if the universe heard my blessing the bell rang telling us that It was time for lunch. He groaned loudly In annoyance as I stood up from his lap "Just as the fun was starting to kick in"
He followed shortly behind me walking down the bleachers with his hands in his hoodie pocket. I'm not going to lie and say that I wasn't at least a bit upset that the bell ranged because I was. Even though I would never admit it to his face, his lap was actually quite comfortable. -------------------------------------------------
Finally after what felt like hours school was finally over. Kayla sat next to me in the passenger sit talking on about her day, apparently, she really likes this girl named Addison in her 3rd period. I love Kayla with ever fiber in my heart. She's the only thing the keeps me sane this this world. I would kill for her if it was truly necessary.
As I pull up the driveway I clench my jaw when I see my fathers car indicating that he's home. I turn to Kayla giving her a knowing look as her smile fades into a sad frown. The things that I would do for her to live a regular, happy, and normal teenage life are crazy. I open my car door and start walking to the house with Kayla walking close behind.
As I open the door and walk inside I see my father siting down a the couch with a beer bottle, lazily drinking it.
"Hurry upstairs and don't come down until I say so." She already knows the routine but for some reason I feels as though I should tell her just in case she forgets. She scrambles upstairs giving me a sad glance back. As soon as hear the closing of her door I bring my attention back to him.
"Father what are you doing home so early?" I say as he stands up from the couch looking back at me with full hatred in his amber eyes. He's been like this ever since moms death. The drinking, the hiting, the constant touture, and the empty glass bottles has stayed with him over the years, since I was 7 and Kayla 5.
As he makes his way to me I stand tall and unafraid , hiding all the emotions that I know will give him a sense of accomplishment. I won't show him I feel. I won't show him that he won. I won't show him that I'm terrified. I won't show anyone how I feel. I feel nothing.
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"che cazzo vuoi dire che non c'è più?!" ( What the fuck you mean its gone?!) I slam my fist into the desk. How the fuck does $100,000 worth of drugs suddenly disappear?!
" Calm the hell down Arron. I think it might have been the Russians.. you know they've had it out for us ever since the ball last year" Alex says taking a sip from his drink. Alex has been my best friend since we were kids. My only friend.
My hand rubs my chin aggressively. This is fucking ridiculous. What happened last year wasn't my fault at all "I swear I'm going to kill this motherfuckers" I grab my gun from the side of the desk and put it in the back of my waist bane.
"Where are you going?"
"To blow off some fucking steam" I said as I pulled open the door and slam it shut. I make my way downstairs and into the garage. As I grab my keys for my black Lamborghini and step inside starting up to the engine, my mind wonders to fucking Keria for whatever reason. Dio I need to get laid. ( God)
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As I sit at the bar, taking my 3rd shot of the night, my thoughts seem to be every where as I feel a hand trailing down my arm. I turn to my left to see a blondie with dark blue eyes. Big tits. Slim ass and a plump lips.
"Its been a while Arron... how's it been?" She says lazily as her hands starts to now trail under my shirt.
I take another hit of my drink " Wanna fuck or not? I don't have energy to talk to your ass about my day"
" Y- yea of course!" I know you might fucking hate me right now but I said needed to get fucking laid. Especially after yesterday with Keria. I have no idea why that women has such control over me and my body. The moment she sat on my lap all my self control was out the window.
I just met the women yesterday but the amount of sexually tension that surrounded us was bizarre. I don't know how the hell I'm going to win this bet but all I know is that I can't wait to fuck her ra-
this chapters on the short side but I felt like this was a good way to end it! I don't know how I feel about this chapter I was half sleep when I wrote this.. how we feel about keria dad so far?
