I woke up the next day in a good mood for once, maybe it was because today was my day off and I didn't have to deal with horny customers.
Then again.
I looked to the left of me where Ash was still asleep.
This guy would still be horny regardless of going into work.
But still.
I lied there taking in his features with a soft but tired smile.
I never thought I would become someone who was into sex.
No.
I wasn't into sex.
I craved the idea of feeling someone giving me the attention part of me knew I deserved.And for some reason, Ashby had no problem delivering that attention.
Because he knew he needed it too.
Honestly if someone told me a year ago I would turn into some slut who loved the idea of sucking dick and taking it?
I'd punch you in your throat.
Past me didn't do well with jokes like that.
But here we were.
In the present.I looked away quickly as Ash's eyes slowly opened, his brows were knitted at first before I felt his eyes on me.
I could feel his tired smirk crawling out.
"You gave yourself away by shifting under the covers." He spoke quietly.
I groaned but turned back over to face the blond.
"I wasn't staring-"
"You're a bad liar." He grinned rubbing his eyes.
I smirked.
"What do you have planned for your day off?" I asked him.
Ashby shrugged.
"I dunno, maybe rob a bank, punch a baby. Whatever comes first." He joked.I sat up now propping my chin on my palm as I looked at him.
"Punching a baby doesn't sound pleasant." I told him.
Ashby studied me.
"Wanna rob a bank-"
"No." I laughed getting up now.
He grinned but sat up.
"I may actually go out like a person for once, unless you want me to stay home and we can just have sex all day. Either way its a win win for me." He smirked.I rolled my eyes looking at him.
"Sex is always a win." I shrugged.
"But I actually want to go to the mall, we got paid today." I pointed out.
"Oh fuck that's right! I mean besides our amazing tips, we also get that check as well." He said.
I nodded with a smirk.
"Exactly." I got out of the bed now before stretching."We could always go to a sex store and ya know, pick something out." Ashby grinned standing behind me as he draped his hands over my shoulders.
I smiled leaning into the other.
"Don't say it too loud, Ari may hear you." I told him.
"Shit you're right." He pulled away as we walked out but both came to a stop.Ariana was at the table with this unknown person.
His back was to us but he was completely dressed, which was the weird thing about this."Morning Ari, who's this?" Ashby walked over to her before draping his arms over her shoulders now as he locked eyes with the red head in front of him.
Ariana looked annoyed but smiled.
"Ash, Rocky this is my friend Milo Pitts. He just flew in this morning needing a place to crash for a few days." She told us."Sounds rough, but good luck with that." Ashby pulled away and walked over to the coffee pot.
Ariana frowned at him.
"Actually, I was thinking about letting him stay here." She said now.
I arched a brow as Ash walked over to me handing me a cup of coffee.
"Where is this guy going to sleep?" I asked now.
Ariana nibbled her lip.
"Either on the couch or maybe in one of our rooms?" She suggested.Ashby made a face.
"I don't share rooms with people I don't know." He argued.
The two of us just stared at this guy who was completely oblivious to what the fuck he just said."Look Ariana, I appreciate the offer. But its clear your roommates don't want a third guy here right now." He finally spoke and his voice was deeper than expected.
Ariana frowned at him.
"I also pay rent here." She looked at me.
"He's my friend and needs a place to stay, just for a few days. You won't even know he's here."
"Too late." Ashby frowned.I rubbed the side of my neck with a frown.
"Fine-"
"What? Rocky-" Ashby whined as I looked to him then to the brown eyed guy.
"She's filled you in over how wild we are right?" I asked him now.
Milo arched a brow.
"Are you referring to the guys you bring home?" He asked.
I frowned but nodded.
Milo smirked with a shrug.
"I don't care about that, if you want to have sex while a guest is here. That's your business." He told me.
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You Don't Own Me.
Teen Fiction[BOOK #2] from "Camp Utopia." 21 year old Rocky Sharp was done with relationships after six years ago when his first love broke his heart. He was prepared to remain single until the end of time. But.. When you work at a strip club People are constan...