Lavey's Pov
After Ash's ill tempered outburst I felt that it was probably best that I left. I didn't want to cause any more problems that could possibly turn me into an unwelcomed guest. This was Asher's world and his party. He clearly stated I wasn't welcome.
Yet Ryder assured me he was just in a mood because he was trying to look out for me. I didn't see it that way. I thought Asher was just be controlling like he has been since he popped up back into my life. Unwarranted If I might add.
But after the second tequila shot that Ryder and Lu had given me the concept of Asher not wanting me here seemed to be the least of my worries. Fuck him.
I was a grown woman and he wasn't the boss of me. So after the heat of Ryders gaze and the liquid courage that singed through my stomach expanding to my veins spirted my decision of staying.
That's how I found myself in a circle around a sitting area close to the bar. A couple of chairs and a brown leather couch that was being occupied by a couple named Spider and Tinker. Spider's name was a given from the humongous spider web that went from his shaved head to the back of his neck.
Tinker was pretty in a petite way. She had a pixie cut that shaped her heart shaped face if it wasn't for the heavy goth make-up her natural beauty would have put her out of place here. They were nice enough when Lu introduce me to everyone earlier. Next to them was a cute blonde hair girl name Silky. She did look at of place with her cheerleader makeup and how giggle she was, but she was nice.
Asher and his auburn handaround for the night was in the corner in an armchair. The woman was model worthy beautiful, with her long legs that went on for miles. I envied her height. I ignored the pain that licked between my breasts as I saw how close she was with Asher. The sudden feeling taking me back to how I use to feel when I was a kid and the high-school girls would hang around our garage.
It was irrational as well as misplaced and I shouldn't care what he does. Waveing off my sporadic emotions, I tried to make conversation with the woman, but when I asked the girl her name I had the impression she didn't like me. She narrowed her eyes making the green in them darken. As she grunted out Jade before ignoring me again, while giggling as Asher whispered something in her ear. He placed her on his lap earlier when he saw a few of us had gathered around making conversation.
They have been locking mouths and inserting their way into the conversation when they wanted to be present in what we were talking about.
I was sitting in the other couch opposite of Spider and Tinker. Lu to my right and Ryder to my left.
The heat of his body was equivalent to sitting next to a furnace. Yet the burning warmth was a pleasant touch against the side of me. Especially as he kept casually running his fingers against my thighs that had a wave of wetness gathering between my legs. I would clench them together as I would shift. To soothe the ever present ache there.
I had my suspicion that he knew exactly what he was doing. Because I would flush at the contact while he would chuckle lightly to himself.
Goon stood to the side not quite joining us but he was watching the group. I could feel when his gaze would lingering on me. I would make eye contact and give him a timid smile before placing my attention back to the group.
I couldn't lie I was attracted to Ryder and Goon, but I felt wrong giving attention to him while I was kind of on a date with someone else. Even if Ryder and me arent exclusive or anything really. I guess it was just my opinion on the matter.
It somewhat felt like betraying him, even if we hadn't spoken about the logistics of our relationship.
The converstaion at the moment was everyone sharing their most widest sexual experience they ever had. As Silky just shared I couldn't help the adrenaline and apprehension swelling in my gut at the inevitable moment when they finally got to me.
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Their Weakness( Somerville Book #2)
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