The 20 Year Old Virgin | Herophine

Chapter 5: The She Devil in Red Thongs

Jo

"Ready?" I ask him giddily.

"Wait, let me get this straight. We circle the entire park twice?" he asks, suspicion dripping his deep accented voice.

"Yes, and if I win, you have to agree to my terms," I smirk. I could feel the excitement building inside me; I could even taste victory in my tongue.

"And if I win? What would I get?" he sounds so cocky. He's underestimating me. Of course he would-physically, anyone would think he has the upper hand because of those goddamn long legs of his. What he doesn't know is that I used to do track and field during middle and high schools aside from being in the drama club.

"If you win..." I pause in a dramatic fashion, acting like I'm wracking my brain when in fact, I already have this all planned out in my advantage. "I'll do anything you want me to do, and I mean... anything," I say, putting emphasis on the word anything and I notice him gulp, his prominent adam's apple bobbing up and down enticingly.

"Anything?" his question comes out in a breath.

"Yes, Hero. Anything," I confirm. If only I'm one hundred percent sure that we're thinking in the same direction-being me taking his virginity-then I'd actually let him win this race, but even if I do think my seduction is slowly getting to him, I still can't risk losing this race. I need to win and have him under my mercy.

"Alright, let's do this then," he rubs his hands together, his competitive side showing. He starts to stretch his limbs, warming up.

Oh baby, you just got yourself tangled in my web.

Smirking, I take off my shirt, leaving me with a pair of matching black sports bra and leggings. I lay my shirt on the grass, making a point of popping my ass out as I feel his gaze on me. "This marks our start and finish. Remember, we have to circle twice," I remind him before doing my own stretches. I stifle my laughter by biting down on my lower lip when I notice Hero standing there, gawking at me. I make a show of bringing my chest out and ass out while doing my stretches. A couple minutes pass, the sun is already setting low, casting a golden hue upon us and I finally turn to him, grinning. "Ready?"

"Y-yeah," he stutters before clearing his throat, his eyes giving me a once over before turning his attention to the trail.

Hero

"I'll do anything you want me to do, and I mean... anything."

Her words repeat inside my head like a song, taunting me; my thoughts filled with so many indecent things I'd like to but would never actually do to her. She's the she devil sent to test me, I'm pretty sure of it. Everything I thought I knew of myself has now been put into question-every belief about sex being taboo and only reserved within the bounds of marriage. Since I've met her, it seems like all I could ever think about is sex. She's been playing with me... playing with my sanity especially in moments like this. She's obviously flaunting her incredibly delectable body right in my face. She knows how she's affecting me and she's deliberately doing everything to drive me mad with her soft curves and dips and her silky creamy skin.

This has never happened to me. I haven't been this affected by a female before even from my years of modelling where I have been part of countless campaigns which are considered risqué and out of my comfort zone. Being a model means being surrounded by nude people running around and posing and lounging between takes and runway walks. But none of those made me feel like what Jo is making me feel-like a horny little teenager. And I've never even been a horny little teenager.

"Ready?" she asks with a huge grin.

"Y-yeah," I stutter pathetically. Clearing my throat, I can't help but take her in one more time before focusing on the trail.