All You Got

chapter 03

Luna

It's been two weeks since school started, two weeks of hangouts with my friends. Josh has gotten comfortable with us and he's really fun to be around. This doesn't go for his brother though. We have hung out a few times together as well, to my bad luck, and he always makes bad comments about me. Not bad actually, I'm exaggerating. He just makes fun of me. And I don't even know why. But of course, I don't let him. I always tell him off, but the dude seems to like it. He definitely likes it. Which kind of turns me on, but I quickly remind myself that he's an ass. He's mean, I don't even know why everyone likes him.

Currently, we are all hanging out at uncle John B's old place, which yeah, it got burnt down blah blah blah, but they renovated it. I get out of the bathroom, where I was now, and go back, ready to lay down to my hammock, where I was sitting before I left ,when I see Damon laying down.

You've got to be kidding me.

"Oh hell nah, get up." I say, standing in front of him with my hands crossed, and everyone stops talking. Great. He looks at me with a cocky smile, like he's telling me that he's not getting up anytime soon.

"I was sitting here."

"Yes, and you got up. Now, I sit here." he crosses his hands as well and stares at me. I want to punch him.

"Be fucking for real, it's my place, you stole it." I say behind gritted teeth and he smirks, shaking his head in denial.

"Just sit together, the hammock is big enough." Leo suggests and my eyes widen. Laying down next to the devil himself? I'd rather choke.

I turn back to Damon, finding him staring at me already, like he's challenging me. Like he's sure I'm not going to do that. Challenge accepted, asshole.

"Move over." I order him and he scoots over a bit, and I lay down next to him, being really uncomfortable.

I give him a side glance and ask him ironically if he's comfortable, only to get an answer that he is. Of course he is, he's an asshole. Assholes are always comfortable.

"Just...move a bit." I wiggle and fidget a lot, earning groans from him as I probably tire him. Ha, happy to do that. I move some more until I stay on my side, my butt pressed against his groin.

"Can you like move your keys? Your phone? What is that? It's bugging me." I whine and Simon groans.

"Stop with the whining already." he says and I roll my eyes, looking at Damon behind me.

"Move your keys." I order him and press against him more, mentally telling him that that's the thing that's bugging me. And he groans in my ear.

He fucking groans in my ear.

"These aren't my keys. Stop moving now." I feel his fingers on my hip, almost ready to dig his nails but he doesn't. My breath hitches and suddenly the atmosphere is different. Not with everyone. Between us only.

I suddenly ache for him to dig his nails to my skin, to pull me closer. Him being behind me is definitely not helping with my arousal. His too. I can't believe I'm pressed against his dick right now.

I didn't do it on purpose, but I seriously am uncomfortable, as I begin moving again, when suddenly he pulls me to his groin more and steadies me with his hand, that's gripping my hip. I let out a really low sigh, without understanding, and bite my lip immediately, turning my attention to my friends, as I felt his eyes on me.

He doesn't have to hold me anymore but he does either way, and I kind of, despite not liking it, don't want him to remove his hand from me. I like the feeling, as much as I hate it .

I turn my body to meet his gaze, and his hand doesn't leave my hip again. I lick my lips softly, then bite them, and he stares at them then my eyes, as I do the same.

"Someone got excited." I murmur, as to not be heard by our friends, even though they were talking with each other, not paying attention to us. Not one bit.

He keeps his gaze steady to me.

"Are you gonna do something about it?" he teases me and I resist the urge to blush. Instead, I tease him too.

I put my hands on his stomach and feel him flinch a bit, but he immediately stays still, waiting for my next move.

"You wish I did something about it." I say, my face closer to his, both our eyes shifting from our eyes to our lips.

I caress him, from his stomach to his chest with my nails when suddenly I stop.

"I don't like you." I say and his hand go lower, to my thigh, which he squeezes and brings it almost on top of his leg, but he doesn't do that. I'm certain we are visible to everyone, but they don't say a thing.

"Turns me on." he answers so fast and my eyebrows rise, but I hide my surprise quickly with teasing him again.

"That's why that's all you'll get." I look up at him, and turn again, not on my side this time. I look at the sky and hear the others, often talking to them. Damon was still on his side, since he's hard still, and I feel his gaze burning me up, but I don't turn to look. But I'm horny too. My chest is going up and down from the rush, and he so knows what he has done to me.

"Yo, my favorite people!"

Ain't no way.