Midnight Desire | MATURE JB

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

"So, he's in our English class," Alice announced to the table.

I didn't pay much attention at first. It was only Chelsea's response that made my ears perk up.

"After English, Alice, he was in every single one of my morning classes," she said. "Why is he starting at a new school this late in the year?"

"I've got the scoop," Alice continued. "It turns out he was expelled from his old school, and unless he found another school to let him finish out the year, he would have to repeat the grade. I guess his parents have a lot of money and were able to...persuade Forks to let him in here."

"So, what did he do to get expelled, Alice?" Rose asked, always anxious to know the dirt on everyone.

"I don't know," Alice admitted. "But I'm guessing it was pretty serious for a permanent expulsion. I haven't heard anything specific though."

My interest waned. It was much more fascinating to stare at Chelsea and trace the lines in the palm of her hand, fantasizing about when I could be alone with her again. The monster, a hopeful look on its face, plunged an index finger in and out of its closed fist.

I finally got a look at James when I went to meet Chelsea after her gym class. I only noticed him because his face was unfamiliar, and he seemed to be far too interested in the movement of Chelsea's ass as she walked towards me. I gave him a menacing look before grabbing Chelsea and shoving my tongue down her throat. She seemed a little surprised but responded eagerly after a moment. The monster blew raspberries at James.

James' attention toward Chelsea seemed more marked the next couple of days when I went to meet her before lunch. I found him trying to capture Chelsea's interest while I waited outside the classroom for her. My irritation was growing. The monster was even more pissed, hissing at James as he walked by.

In the meantime, our usual after school specials on Chelsea's sofa continued. There was no question about it—I was addicted to her breasts. A day without her luscious pink nipples became a day without sunshine. I was suckling more than a newborn—and beating off more than ever as a result.

On Thursday, Alice came with us to do homework at Chelsea's after school. When Charlie arrived home and came into the kitchen to greet us, Alice shocked the hell out of me.

"Chief, would it be okay if Chelsea had a sleepover with me Friday night?" she asked sweetly.

I suddenly found my dry as dust text book to be the most fascinating publication in the history of the planet. I knew if I looked up, my eyes would betray my excitement, and my evil intentions would become plain for all to see. The monster gleefully rubbed its hands together and kissed Alice's shoe.

Charlie hesitated only a moment. "I think that would be fine with me, Alice."

"Great!" Alice did look excited, and I wondered a bit about that. Perhaps she wasn't thinking of my...well being, at all.

"Why don't you bring your things to school tomorrow, Chelsea and we'll go right to my house afterwards," Alice suggested to Chelsea.

"Sounds good," she confirmed.

My scheming to encourage their friendship appeared to be bearing fruit—Chelsea, at my house for the entire night. My head was swimming with the possibilities. Then reality kicked me in the groin. The monster covered its privates.

Don't forget the Chelsea Plan, you idiot, I chided myself. In fact, it could turn out to be a very frustrating experience having Chelsea in the house overnight. Little did I know just how much of an understatement that was...