Chapter 22 (Rated R)

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      Tyler and I got home and went inside. I haven’t moved in, but I basically live there. I just go home from time to time. The wolves still come over a lot since It’s actually the group’s house. When we went in, they were all sitting on the couch in the living room. Tyler went in and sat down. I said hi and walked through to the kitchen to get something to drink. Jasper was in there.

      “Hey Jasper” I said. “Hey” he mumbled. “What’s wrong, Jas?” I asked. “Nothing….” He said. I rolled my eyes. “Really, dude?” He sighed. “It’s just….seeing you and Tyler together and so happy is like….I want that. And secretly, I know all the rest of them want that too. I mean…I’m really glad Tyler’s happy because he’s never felt this way for a girl before, he always gets hurt. So I’m glad he has you. You make him really happy.” I smiled and put my glass down. I walked over to Jasper and hugged him. “Jas, you’re gonna find that person that makes you happy, ok? I promise. You’re gonna find someone that sees you the same way you see them.”

      We hugged for a few more seconds and then he let me go. I smiled at him and turned to pick up my glass. “You know, if you and Tyler ever break up, you have like all of us as back-up plans. You’re fine as hell” I turned and looked at him, he was smirking. “In ALL of your dreams, maybe.” He laughed and put his hands up. “Just sayin’” I laughed and went to fill up my glass.

      I walked back into the living room and went to sit down next to Tyler. I tried to sit down but he scooted to that spot. I tried to sit on the other side and he did the same thing. I whirled around and put my hands on my hips, “Well where the fuck am I supposed to sit then, Tyler?!” He laughed and pat his lap. I looked at him, “You wish, bum” “I do, actually, it’s my every hope and dream, babe” He said and laughed. Everyone had stopped to watch us. “Just sit down, nigga” Taco said.

      I pouted and crossed my arms over my chest. “No” I said. I sat down cross-legged on the floor in front of the TV. “Really? You can’t just sit on my lap?” Tyler asked. I ignored him and grabbed the remote, turning up the volume on the TV. He walked up behind me and sat down. He pulled me into him and wrapped his arms around. He began kissing my neck and whispered, “C’mon babe, don’t be like that.” I tried to wriggle out of his grip but he wouldn’t let me.

      I finally managed to escape his grip and I stood up. “Goodnight you guys.” I said and walked upstairs to our room. A few minutes later, Tyler walked in and looked at me sitting on the bed watching TV.  He walked over and stood right in front of me so that I couldn’t see the screen. “Move fag” I said. He shook his head. He moved closer to me and got on top of me, pushing me onto the bed. He looked down at me and leaned in slowly to kiss me. Our lips met and I wrapped my arms around his neck. He slowly moved his way down to my neck and then stopped for a second to take his shirt off.  He looked at me lustfully and went back to my neck. We began to strip until both of us were naked. He grabbed his dick and slowly entered me. I moaned as he began speeding up, steadily pumping in and out of me. I was moaning his name, begging him to go faster and harder. He slammed in and out of me and I wrapped my legs around his waist, giving him better access. “FUCK” I yelled, getting closer and closer to my climax. Damn, he’s good.

(Tyler)

      My dick slid in and out of her, making her shudder and squirm. She finally reached her climax and when she was finished, we flipped over, with her on top. She slowly lowered herself onto me and began bouncing up and down. I grabbed her breast and fondled it while the other hand rested on her ass. She started to clench her walls around my dick and I moaned. “Don’t do that shit, Nicole” It felt too damn good. She didn’t let up though. I threw my head back and moaned again. “Nic, stop” She smiled seductively at me and sped up, still squeezing. “Ughhh, fuck” I moaned. “I’m gonna cum, you gotta stop, Nic.” She slowed down and rose up. She smirked and got up, heading for the closet. I looked at her, shocked. My shit was still hard as hell, she can’t just stop now.

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