Sex (Nash Grier)

2. Earned It

The next night, my parents were still out and I needed a babysitter for Danny. Who else but Mandy and and Eva? They helped me get ready for our casual date. Just a black crop top, grey joggers, white converse, and they straightened my hair to perfection.

Next, they gave me a winged eyeliner and some coral lip gloss until I was finally done.

I grabbed my phone, and a couple of my own video games, then headed over to Nash's house.

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When I got there, I saw just how huge it was. Multiple stories, huge backyard... geez, only in NC.

I walked up the steps and rang his doorbell. It only took a short moment before he answered. "Hey... Come on in." I smiled and walked in. He was definitely dressed better than me, which is weird.

"I thought we're playing games?" I said, showing him the video games I brought. He locked the door and nodded.

"We are.... Only if you wanna play them." he said, a little seductively.

"Okay.... Sure. Only because I like you." he held out his hand and I gladly took it. We quickly walked up the steps, me being able to examine the beauty of his house. Finally we got to his room and walked in. I sat on his bed, criss cross, and shrugged. "Okay. What's the game?"

"I have two you can pick from. Sexy Truth or Dare, and, my personal favorite, a spin off of 20 Questions." he smirked, making me blush.

"I don't know.... How does the 20 Questions work?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Easy. We each ask each other yes or no questions... But, if you answer yes, you take off a piece of clothing." Okay... he has his kinks.

"Okay... What if I keep saying no?"

"We'll probably switch the game." he replied, nonchalantly. I nodded and sat up.

"Okay... You go first."

"Are you a virgin?" he asked, smirking. My eyes widened. I took off my shoes.

"Yeah..." he chuckled a little. "A-Are you-"

"Nope." he replied quickly, popping the p. "Have you ever played with yourself?"

"No!" I said, possibly a little too loud. He just laughed.

"You should try it. Go on."

"Have you brought home other girls to play these games?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

He sighed and unbuttoned his shirt. "Yeah." he took it off, revealing his extremely toned chest. I mentally mumbled, Fuck. "Excuse me?"

"N-Nothing... Go."

"Were you thinking about me before you saw me?" I sighed and took off my socks.

"We're you?" he shrugged and took off his pants. "See, I don't think I wanna play this-"

"Trust me... You wanna play this... Are you sexually frustrated, looking at me like this?" I shook my head. "Really because your fists are clenched, you're starting to sweat, and you haven't taken your eyes off of my chest ever since I've taken my shirt off. I take that as a yes." he held the hem of my shirt and pulled it up and off.

"Can we please play a new game."

"Okay.... but first, can you wear the same amount of clothes as me?"

"Sure. Put on some pants." he shook his head.

"You're never gonna have fun if you don't play by the rules." I sighed and pulled down my joggers.

"Happy?"

"Very." he chuckled and came closer to me. "We're gonna play the nervous game. Alright?" I nodded. He got even closer to me. "Nervous?" I shook my head. He managed to crawl on top of me. "Nervous now?"

"No."

"Oh." he lowered his face down to mine. "How about now?" I shook my head, rapidly. His breath was minty, beckoning my lips, and his cologne was intoxicating. He kissed my jaw line down my neck, to my collar bone. "Nervous, babe?"

"N-No..."

"So stubborn... I love that." he kissed down the valley of my breasts and down my stomach, almost to my core. "How about now?"

"On the fence, yeah..." He moved down to my thighs, kissing up and up until, "Okay! No!" I pushed him away, practically off the bed and gathered up my clothes.

"Ow." he groaned, rubbing his head. I slipped on my shirt and joggers, then socks and sneakers.

"Listen. I liked you. But I didn't think you were... some sex freak."

"I like the term Sex God. Much better. And why'd you push me."

"'Cause you were pushing me. And I didn't like that." I brushed my fingers through my hair. "Goodbye, Nash."

"Want me to drive you home?" he asked, smirking.

"No. And don't talk to me... like ever."

"Eh, I don't know... You might be coming back for more. We can play more games... or get down to the nitty gritty." I rolled my eyes and stormed out of his room.

"Where is your family?!"

"Out. Most likely at the lake house."

"Ugh!" I stormed down his steps and to the door but he caught a hold of my hand.

"This was fun."

"You're a man whore." I tore my hand from his rather soft grasp and stormed home.