Young & Reckless

Chapter 13- Damon

Chapter 13- Damon

"Jenny, I knew you two would hit it off!" Talia giggled. She grabbed Sam's elbow, laying her head on his shoulder. I felt possessive. I'm not complaining about Jennette hugging me. I liked it. She smelled good. Her skin was soft. I assumed coming here we could be public fuck buddies. I licked my lips. Samuel was moving too slow for me. I had to put this in motion, they were in the palm in my hands. Now It's their move. "Well, I came for-" my words were cut when Jennette kissed me. She squirmed when our lips touched, arms around my neck. . I didn't mind at all. All the more reason for them to agree. I had them right in my pocket. I gripped on her ass, she bit my bottom lip hard and not in the sexy way. Her forearms squeezing the back of my neck. She didn't like that. I moved it back to her waist. She released her mouth from mine and backed away.

"Yeah." Jennette was breathless. She had to be.

"Damon, why didn't you tell me?" Samuel wondered.

"We were keeping it a secret. You know how private I am." I snuck a look at Talia and smirked. She looked away to Sam and kissed him with a peck.

"Why didn't you call that you were coming over?" I saw her mouth trying to form a wider smile. More like a grimace. I'm not that bad.

"I wanted to surprise you, sweetheart," I brushed her hair, lingering on her cheek. "I'll be in your room." I sniffed her neck, she smelled amazing.

"Mmm." Jennette hummed, "sweetheart." Scrunching her face, making her wrinkle her nose. She slapped my face lightly. "No need. I'll wait. Take your time. I know what you're up to." My smile dropped, she scrunched her nose and marched off.

"Fiery one, huh?" I wriggled my eyebrows up and down. "Let me tell you what she does with her tongue. Oof." I licked my lips, while staring at Talia. She gave me a hard stare and shook her head. Inside, I was panicking. She knew. Of course she knows, they're best friends.

"I can't believe you." Samuel shook his head, kissing the side of Talia's head, heading to the kitchen.

"Do you want to tell me why I'm pretending to sleep with Jennette?" I whispered low enough so Sam wouldn't hear us.

"Just for the time being, please," Talia pleaded. The fact that I've been inside her a couple days ago and she's still playing this game. But I'll let it slide.

"If we're doing this, we're doing it my way."

"I just have to tell her." She brought her hands together, laced and begging.

"Please. Did I tell you how sexy you look right now when you beg." My tone low, looking at her sexy form up and down. She shivered and sighed, heading to her room.

"You slick son of a bitch, Jennette?" Samuel asked, punching me in the arm.

"Ow! Dude!" I punched him back, he hit way too hard.

"You know I wanted her too!" He said in a hushed tone.

"And you will get your chance. Don't worry. I told Talia. She has to be telling Jennette in the room now."

"Are you sure about this?" Samuel questioned.

"I got this," I said confidently. I picked up my phone when I heard it ring. "Damoon Dallas."

"Hello, you have a phone call from Judy, you bastard!" The automated service voice said. I gritted my teeth. "Would you like to accept?"

"Yes," I answered lowly.

"Who's that?" Sam asked.

"Judy."

"Where the hell is she?" He asked.