How To Stay Afloat (BxB)

Chapter 125: I should wear a scarlett letter

A short little recap. Yesterday I thought I'd go to prison for assistance to murder. Then I had phone sex with Adam. Today I told Adam to fuck off because I love Austin, but after a fight Austin punched me in the face and now I'm on top of Adam, kissing him like his lips are made of oxygen and I'm suffocating without him.

I move my hand to his crotch and rub him through his jeans. I can hear him moan underneath me and it's exciting me so fucking much. He certainly didn't lie about being big.

Adam pulls off my hoodie and shirt and then turns us over so he's on top of me. He takes off his shirt and I can't help but move my hands over his toned body.

I kinda get a deja vu right now.

Last time I stopped us, but this time Adam does. "Wait." He says and sits up.

I look at him disappointedly, waiting for an explanation.

"Wait, I don't wanna use you when you're upset." He says.

I roll my eyes and then chuckle. "You're not using me."

He groans and rubs his face. "Well, then I don't want you to use me because you're upset." He says.

I frown and lean up on my elbows. He's right.

I nod my head and watch him climb off me, sitting down next to me.

I sit up crosslegged, facing him.

"I just don't want you to make a mistake and I'm also not excited about you running off back to Austin again. I don't wanna be nothing but another mistake." He says.

I blink a few times. "I- no, that's not gonna happen." I assure him. "I'm over him. I don't care about him anymore."

What a stupid lie.

He brings his knees up and hugs them, laying his chin on top of his knees. "I don't know. I don't want to be a distraction."

His muscles are out of this world. It looks weird how such a muscular guy sits like this, looking so small and fragile. But those muscles. Fuck. What did he say about looking like a greek god? Fuck me, he's sexy.

"You're not. I like you. I- I didn't wanna admit it because I was with Austin, but I do." I say to him.

He looks at me surprised. "So you wanna go out together?" He asks me.

"Uhm." I say. "Yeah, I mean, I guess we should take it slow."

Austin will regret everything he did when he sees us happy and in love. But right now that thought doesn't bring me any kind of satisfaction.

"I don't want another open relationship, I don't wanna be a secret and I don't wanna be someone for the time being." He says. He sounds so fucking hurt. Like he's so sick of everything.

"I don't know where this is going, but I know I feel good around you despite every setback we've had. I care for you." I tell him honestly.

"Yeah, but is that you talking or your broken heart?" He asks me.

I shake my head. "I don't know." I admit. "I just know that you like me and I like you and that we could work out."

He smiles slightly. "Are you sure?" He asks me. "I mean, I wanna go all the way. Dating. Openly dating. Uhm, not in an 'open relationship' kinda way, but in an 'everyone knows' kinda way."

I smile. "Well, that's something you must be more nervous about than me." I point out.

"I'm ready for it." He says. "I've liked you for way too long."

I can't help the smile. "How about we go on a date? A real date."

"That sounds really good." He says.