Sixteen-year-old Yasmine Emori Sanders was getting ready to start at a new high school. She recently moved in with her sister Charlie after her mother's death. The death ultimately took a toll on her. She didn't eat or sleep for weeks. Her mother wa...
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Same day......
After class, Kataleya waits for Noah outside, her arms crossed and her face unreadable. She's seen the way he and Yasmine were avoiding eye contact but couldn't ignore the tension. As Noah walks out of the building, Kataleya falls into step beside him, her eyes carefully watching his every move.
"You good?" Noah asks casually, pulling out his phone, avoiding her gaze.
Kataleya stays silent for a moment, trying to control her tone. She wasn't one for dramatic accusations, but something was off. "You tell me," she finally says, her voice calm but edged with suspicion.
Noah raises an eyebrow. "What you mean?"
Kataleya shrugs, but her eyes are sharp. "You and Yasmine. Is there something going on?"
Noah stiffens, caught off guard, but he quickly tries to brush it off. "Nah, Kat. It's nothing like that," he says, sliding his phone back into his pocket, hoping the conversation will end there.
But Kataleya isn't letting it go. "I'm not blind, Noah. You barely talk to me now. You're always on your phone, and the way you and Yasmine act around each other... it's weird."
Noah sighs, not wanting to have this conversation right now. "You're trippin'. We're just working on the project, that's all."
"Then why does it feel like you've been distant?" Kataleya presses, stepping in front of him to stop him from walking away. "I know you, Noah. You're different lately."
Noah's jaw tightens, and he glances away. The truth was eating at him, but he wasn't ready to face it, especially not in front of Kataleya. He liked Yasmine—more than he wanted to admit. But saying that out loud would destroy everything. "Kat, you're overthinking it," he mutters, trying to stay calm. "I've just got a lot on my mind, alright? Ain't nothing going on with Yasmine."
Kataleya's eyes narrow, not entirely convinced, but she decides to back off—for now. "Alright, Noah. But if there is something, you better tell me. I'm not about to be played."
Noah looks at her, guilt creeping in, but he forces a smile. "You don't gotta worry about that. I got you."
But as Kataleya walks ahead, Noah pulls out his phone, staring at Yasmine's last ignored text thread. Guilt gnaws at him, and he knows it's only a matter of time before everything blows up in his face.
Later that day...
Kataleya sits with her friends at lunch, her mind still on Noah. She's been watching him from across the room, and she can't shake the feeling that something's going on. He's not acting like himself, and whenever Yasmine is around, there's this strange energy between them—like they're both hiding something.
She texts her friend Lexie. "Girl, I think something's up with Noah."
A moment later, Lexie responds: "Like what? Cheating??"
Kataleya hesitates before typing back: "Maybe not cheating, but I feel like he's lying about something."
She looks over at Noah again, who's sitting with some of his boys, his eyes flicking over to Yasmine every now and then. He thinks Kataleya doesn't notice, but she does.
She's going to get to the bottom of this.
⚠️SMUT⚠️
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Kane grabbed Soreia's waist, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he thrust into her from behind. He loved how she screamed his name when he hit that sweet spot deep inside her. It drove him wild.
"Shut up and take this dick," he growled, his voice deep and gravelly.
Soreia complied, moaning loudly as he slammed into her again and again. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her body tensing up as she prepared for the explosion of pleasure.
Kane could feel it too, the way her pussy clenched around him, milking his dick for all it was worth. He gritted his teeth, his balls drawing up tight as he felt his own orgasm building.
"Fuck, I'm finna nut," he gasped, his thrusts becoming erratic as he lost control.
Soreia screamed as she came, her pussy spasming around Kane's dick as he filled the condom with his hot, sticky cum.
Kane pulled out of her, panting heavily as he tied off the condom and tossed it in the trash. He turned to Soreia, a wicked grin on his face.
Kane and Soreia had just finished their private moment when Soreia slipped out of bed, the soft glow of early evening spilling through the curtains. She grabbed her phone and, feeling a pang of concern for Yasmine, dialed her best friend's number.
"Hey, girl, just checking in. How are you holding up after school?" Soreia asked, leaning against the cool wall of the bathroom.
Yasmine's voice was hesitant, tinged with exhaustion. "I don't know, Soreia. Seeing Noah with Kataleya... it just messed with my head. I thought I could handle it, but it hurt more than I expected."
Soreia's brow furrowed with sympathy. "That's understandable. You were really close to him, and it's hard to see him move on. Want to get your mind off things? I'm at Kane's. We're having a game night with Hendrix. It'll be fun!"
A soft sigh escaped Yasmine's lips. "Yeah, that sounds nice. I could use some distraction."
"Great! I'll come pick you up," Soreia said, her tone brightening. "Let me just get in the shower, and I'll be ready."
After hanging up, Soreia joined Kane in the shower, steam swirling around them as they joked and chatted.
"I invited Yasmine over for game night," Soreia mentioned, a playful smile on her face as she lathered her hair.
"Cool, that'll be fun," Kane replied, his voice muffled by the sound of water. "Just a chill night, right?"
"Totally! Just us and some games." She paused, then added, "Oh, and you remember to keep it low-key? No drama or anything."
Kane's playful grin faltered for a moment. "Uh, yeah... about that. I kinda invited Noah too."
Soreia's eyes widened in surprise. "You did what? Seriously, Kane?"
"Look, it slipped my mind!" he defended, raising his hands in mock surrender. "I thought it'd be chill, but now it's going to be awkward."
"Awkward doesn't even begin to cover it. Yasmine's already feeling sensitive about Noah, and now he'll be there too? This could blow up."
"Relax, it'll be fine," Kane reassured, but Soreia could see the worry creeping into his eyes.
As they both finished in the shower, Soreia's mind raced. She needed to make sure Yasmine felt supported tonight and wouldn't feel trapped between her feelings for Noah and Kataleya.
Cool lil chapter... I'm kinda having writers block but I hope this good so yeah.
