Multiple [h.s] - ON HOLD

Chapter 3

Warning: This is a "not for kids" chapter.

You have been warned.

I see you little girl.

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My head was throbbing when I woke up. Which was odd because I didn't do much last night. I shrugged off the headache and went to have a shower.

After getting ready for the day, I went to get myself breakfast. Mom was already in the kitchen wiping up something good.

"Hey," I greeted her while looking around for whatever food she made. She ignored me so I thought she hadn't heard me.

"Helloo," I repeated.

"I heard you the first time," she sounded bitter this morning.

"Ohkay. Geez," I said. Mostly to myself.

"Tell me Leighton," she said while focusing her attention on cleaning the counter. "Where did you disappear to last night."

"Nowhere special," I wanted this conversation over and done with. I grabbed myself a bowl and milk to make cereal since I didn't see any ready meal.

"So Grace from next door didn't see you acting like a tramp in that dump of a club," her voice was monotone.

"Holy shit. You did not just fucking say that," I said, spitting out the cereal that was in my mouth.

"You are cheating of that boy? That is not healthy Leighton."

"I can't fucking deal with this shit. I'm leaving," I stood up and tipped my bowl, leaving a mess behind.

"I can see your tattoos."

"Good."

And to think I actually covered up.

I grabbed my car keys and decided Kelly could use a day out.

I parked my car outside her house and walked up to her door, knocking twice before someone opened. Someone unexpected.

"Leigh! I trust you enjoyed my brother last night," his grin was mischievous.

"Fuck off, you bellend," I pushed past him into the house. "Kelly why is Travis here?" I screamed to nowhere in particular, hoping she will hear me wherever she is.

"He is chilling with me and Claudia," her voice was coming from the t.v. room. Claudia is here. How...nice. We aren't going out then.

I have nothing against her. I just don't think she is right for Kelly. She can be a snot sometimes, but I have to suck it up and be happy for my bestfriend.

I entered the room and exchanged a few greetings with her and took a seat next to Travis.

Twenty minutes into what ever movie they were watching, Claudia and Kelly went upstairs leaving me alone with Travis. Great. Just great.

As soon as I got into the movie I felt hot air on my jaw but I ignored the sensation.

"You like it huh?" I could tell he was smirking.

"Travis. Stop it. Why are you even here still. Clearly Kelly is busy."

His hand found its way to the inside of thigh. It sent a funny feeling down my spine but I didn't move at all.

"Oh come on. How can Rogan get with all of this and I can't?" His voice was low with seduction oozing out of it. But he fail miserably to turn me on.

"As soon as I get to three and your hands are still on me, boy you sure will lose an eye.''

Travis didn't move his hands but instead leaned into me and attacked me lips with his. My only reaction was to kick him in the balls and make sure he leaves this house.

"Son of a bitch!" He exclaimed grabbing his sacks through his sweats. I stood up and left the house, leaving Travis in agony.

I climbed into my car and took out my phone. The time was 12:35 and I had nothing better to do so I went to the stables to ride my Alaster. I have been riding this horse since I was a child. It was still fast and most wanted on the market. It has won me many prizes- none of which my parents were proud of though. But I didn't care anymore so I stopped doing competitions and decided to just ride for fun.

The stables were quiet when I got there but there were a few people around. None of which I'm friends with. I got suited up for Alaster and rode him for the next four hours. My ass was sore by the end of it.

Later that day when I got home I received a text from Rogan:

Where are you? I'm waiting for ya.

I had completely forgotten about today. It happeneds when I ride Alaster. I forget everything.

Me: Come to my place. The doors will be open.
Rogan: Shit. I'll be there.

I smiled at his reply and tossed my phone on my bed and got ready for Rogans arrival. Tonight will be good. I saw two bottles of wine in the kitchen when I came in so mom is probably passed out and won't hear anything.

"I'm home." I jumped at Rogan's entrance and he immediately had his lips on mine. I staggered back onto the bed and we both shared a little laugh.

He pulled away with his bottom lip between his teeth. "This is hot. We have never done anything in your house."

"Shut up you fool," I responded grabbing him by his hair, signalling for him to kiss me again.

The more we kissed the harder he got and the wetter I became for him. His hand slipped off the strap of the top I was wearing and his lips moved there to suck on the exposed skin. He better not leave any hickies.

I managed to get him out of his clothes and leaving him bare for me to devour. His erection rubbed against me over my underwear which made my hips buck up to meet his. He chuckled at the action and got all my clothes off.

His hands started to make their way to my clit but not without failer to tease. He rubbed me gently and earned a moan from my lips.

"I will make you feel good tonight babe," he said against my lips. He inserted a finger inside me and started moving in circles and pounded in and out with it and not soon enough, a second finger joined making my toes curl. His lips moved from mine to my breasts. Kissing them lightly as he went down to where the rim of my underwear would be. He then got lower sucking on my inner thigh all the while still pounding his finger in me violently.

"Rogan. Get on with it," my voice was low and seductive.

"Patience baby. Patience."

He carried on teasing me with his mouth kissing me everywhere but my buds. He finally removed his fingers and replaced them with his tongue. This made me moan a little too loudly so I covered my lips with my hands and he carried on attacking my vagina with his tongue of pleasure. When he was done he rose to his knees and licked his lips like a hungry carnivorous animal.

"You have been eating your peaches," he smirked at me.

I stood up and motioned for him to do the same. I squatted in position and kept my eyes on his cock and smiled in satisfaction at how well-groomed and excited he was. My fingers wasted no time tightening their grip on him. He grunted in satisfaction and I watched as his head tilted back. My hungry mouth took him in with pleasure while my hand rubbed the remaining end of him. He pulled at my hair telling me that he was enjoying this high I am putting him on and I mentally patted myself on the back for it.

"I'm about to come Leigh," he grunted at me but I picked up my pace which caused him to move closer to my mouth. I could feel him coming to his climax and I prepared myself for the water fall of his come to fill my mouth and when it came, he pulled me up into a kiss not failing to kneed my breast in the process.

"I taste good. Don't I Leighton?"

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