~afterschool~
I was heading home by myself , rain beginning to creep out from the clouds as I put the blazer on my head for protection. The unfamiliar scent engulfed me with warmth; so this is what he smelt like.
I scowled at my thoughts as I twisted the key into the hole, the door opening and I fell with a crash.
'Anyone home?' I call out even though I know that nobody is home. Stacy told me that her father was on a business trip and her mother decided to tag along. She didn't tell me for how long they were going to be staying for but I assumed it was for a long time.
As I got myself back to my senses, I walked around idolizing the fancy decor and lavish grounds. You can tell they were living in luxury.
To no avail, my hair was wet and messed, my shirt drenched to the point that it was slightly see through.
Sitting on the stairs, I read the time on my phone 3:54pm, texting my mother that I was going to be out again and she only responded 'have fun'.
When I heard a key twist into the door, I rushed downstairs, Stacy wasn't supposed to be back until another hour.
'Stacy?' I holler before a humongous figure crashed onto me. He laid on top of me for a few seconds as I struggled to move.
I gaped when they started attacking my neck with harsh love bites, their hands roaming all over my wet body. 'Ag ahh~ s-stop' I moaned, trying to budge the person away from me yet his touches were skilful and warm.
I could tell it was Roman by his unmistakeable musky scent but when I smelt a strong stench of liquor from his breath I scrunched my nose.
'You're drunk. Get off,' I say, trying to push him away but he just held on tighter, remaining firm in his spot.
'..you don't know how much I want this mm..' Roman mumbles breathing into my neck. I gasped at the sudden contact of his cold hands under my shirt, travelling to places that should never be explored.
"N-no s-stop Roman. If if y-you know what's good for you get off!" I voiced, yet my resolution was weakened when he pressed himself against me, his bulge was evident, like it was eager to do whatever its hearts desires.
'I just want to.. to rip that skirt off and take you right here,' Roman grunts when my hips swayed against his and my knees buckled right there and then.
He's not in his right mind... And clearly neither am I.
"Roman I'm a guy! You're not thinking straight," I scream and Roman stares at me with that foreign expression again he had this morning.
Desire.
His rough hand gently pushed the little strands of hair away from my face before pulling it back and gripping it.
I let out a soft moan, revolted at myself.
"Hmmm? So you do have a kink..." Roman hummed at my submissiveness, my body squirming under his feverish touch. He slowly leaned in, using his thumb to gently force my bottom lip open and I only closed my eyes preparing myself for what ever was to come. He was going to KISS ME!!
Yet that moment never arrived.
He passed out next to me, his body still pressed against mine. Fuck, he was heavy. The air was slowly sucked out of me every time I moved.
My face scrunched up with guilt at how I took advantage of him.
He wasn't sober to do any of these things. He's a guy... he would probably be repulsed if he knew what just happened. He probably thought I was some girl with the way I'm wearing a skirt. Just like how that guy thought I was some freshman chick.
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Teen FictionDISCONTINUED When freshman Angelico Axetor enters Carlisle high school, an institute for the filthy rich, with his best friend for life Stacy, he couldn't have imagined how crazy it would get. He tries his best to avoid everyone and focus on his ac...
