Black Crest

Sex Toy

Chapter eight

I cautiously scanned my surroundings while we walked up to the main door of the mansion. The place hadn't changed one bit. The flower pots still stood in line, leading from the entrance till the gate of the drive way. The huge yellow colored mansion was still guarded with the same men.

Suddenly I heard something flying through the air and ducked in time for a blade to fly over my head.

"What a warm welcome" I muttered and stood up again.

"Is this what you used to put up with when you were here?" Bryce questioned, dodging another blade.

"Practically" I nodded and looked around to search for the source of the flying blades.

"Cut it out Diego!" I shouted out, knowing that he was probably somewhere around there.

"He's not here sugarplum, I was just testing your skills." I instantly smiled at the voice and turned to face Blake who walked out of the main door.

"Blake!" I instantly jumped into his arms, making him chuckle and wrap his arms around me, hugging me back.

"Nice to see you love drop" he whispered into my hair.

"Glad to see you too" I replied and pulled back after kissing his cheek.

"Where have you been all along?" he frowned at me.

"When you were out of town, Diego supposedly started getting attracted towards me and started annoying Carter, trying to even kill him at times so I took Carter and left the gang." I answered. His eyebrows raised in amusement.

"Wow. Where's Carter anyways? And who's that?" he pointed to Bryce who was staring at us with a bored expression, his fists clenched. ?

"I'll tell you everything about Carter later and that's Jared, my friend." I gestured towards Bryce.

Blake nodded and held his hand out. Bryce shook his hand and they greeted each other.

"Come on" Blake grabbed my hand, to which I grabbed Bryce's and pulled him with me into the house.

"Where you going?" I asked Blake.

"To my room of course" Did he not know that Bryce is also with us? And for what are we going to his room?

As if on cue, Bryce freezed in his steps, making me stagger back with a squeal and fall into his chest. Blake didn't fall when I fell, because my hand got pulled out of his. Out of instinct, Bryce wrapped his arms around my waist and held me up.

My breath hitched as his hands came in contact with my skin where my shirt came out.

"What're we going to your room for?" Bryce raised an eyebrow at Blake.

Blake gave him a blank look.
"To talk and catch up on old times of course."

Bryce turned his face blank and nodded, letting me go. I immediately misses the warmth of his hands around me and sighed at the missing contact.

"Come on" Blake said and resumed his walk towards his bedroom upstairs.

"Actually-" he stopped and turned to me with a confused look while I stayed where I was. "-how about we go to the back yard and talk, I kinda need the fresh air." I smiled at him.

That's partly true because I did need fresh air, my other reason is that I didn't want Bryce feeling uncomfortable or out of place if we go to Blake's room. Blake gave it a few moments thought and nodded, walking back downstairs and towards the back door in the kitchen.