breaking boundaries ↠ j.g

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i continue enjoying myself and letting myself a little loose at the party by dancing so much.

people were already leaving as midnight was approaching and we have school tomorrow, so there were only a few of us left.

johnson called the remaining of us over towards a pristine, glass coffee table in his living room.

"we're gonna play spin the bottle, so sit around the table."

i was a little iffy about this game, especially since johnson decided to make his own rules up for it.

"instead of just the good ol' fashioned kiss the person the bottle lands on, we're gonna have different challenges per round. this first round, whoever you land on, you have to make out with somewhere in the house for a good whole minute then return. we won't wait on you, we'll keep playing. we'll figure out the next round after. one rule, you must land on the opposite gender. if not, spin again until you do."

i'm a little skeptical about this game, especially because of the people playing: all fuckboys.

the circle consisted of me, jas, johnson, gilinsky, sam, nate, some girl named brianne, and another girl named lindsay.

johnson went first, landing on lindsay.

"ayeee," all the boys exclaimed as they went in the shoe closet to do their business. weird.

it's sam's turn, and he lands on jas. oh my god, this girl is gonna savor that moment for sure.

"hit that shit!" gilinsky and nate yelled towards sam, followed by obnoxious laughing.

i'm only hoping to get nate because out of all these fuckboys, gilinsky is the king of one-night stands.

it's nate's turn, and i'm fucking anxious to know who it lands on.

it lands on jack. we all start laughing hella hard, and we're surprised no one has come back from their one minute makeout sessions yet.

nate spins again, and i close my eyes as he lets go of the bottle. just when i hear the bottle has stopped moving, i open my eyes.

brianna. he got fucking brianna. great.

"ayee, get it bros." jack says to nate as he gives him a handshake before he leaves.

it's like the boys planned on getting laid tonight. planned on making this one whole minute bullshit last longer than an hour.

"guess it's just you and me now, kinsley." jack winks at me, just as he takes my hand and leads me to a room.

he locks the door behind him. the room is nice, but there's not much besides general furniture, so i assume it's johnson's guest room.

i walk towards the bed, and as i turn around, there he is. the lust in gilinsky's eyes, he looks like he's about to fuck the shit outta me. woah, wait. am i gonna let that happen?

he takes off his shirt, and slowly walks towards me. i inch back slowly, one step at a time, staring into his eyes.

i try to take another step back, but i fall back onto the bed. i'm now lying on the bed and my cleavage is probably showing, i can feel it.

my arms are in a snow angel position, and jack presses them firmly down. he begins to inch his face very close to me, i can feel his hot breath on my neck.

his breath moves slowly from my neck and i now feel it on my mouth. oh fuck, what's happening.