"Ash," he breathed, "We're getting dangerous here."
"No head?"
Something red flashed through his eyes, as the corners of his mouth tugged into a smile. "You're going to give me head, whether you like it or not. I meant that we can't turn back after...
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"Careful there, love, wouldn't want to hurt yourself," a dark voice sounded from above me. But all I could see and feel for a few seconds were muscles, packed on muscles. They were heaving heavily, and its owner's heart was bouncing like on steroids. Panting- like me.
Felt good.
But he said love, and I hated the word love now. So, he didn't start well with me, whoever he was.
"You alright?" the guy above me asked, taking me by my upper arms and distancing my body from his to look me in the face. So, I did, at him, as well.
Goodness, the ingenious gene pool that had created Kye and Chase hadn't ended with making those two. This guy's curly blonde hair, stark blue eyes, sharp facial features and a soft smile gave me weak knees. But I considered myself bulletproof to pretty boys' charms nowadays.
"Great," I said, shrugging. "My lens slipped out and I tried to get it back in but made a mess."
"Huh," was all he responded, studying my face. "You have Kye's scent all over you. Spent the night at his?"
For a quick second, I had hoped he'd be normal. That he didn't sniff people like a dog and told them what they smelled like. That he didn't know that abomination of a man Kye. But I guess not. Handsome young men are never normal; one can't have it all. It still disappointed me, though.
"I did, actually."
"Lucky you, hm? I'm Jason."
He finally released my arms and I rubbed over them. He had squeezed me hard just now, but I hadn't even noticed it. Ow, that was going to make for a bruise. These men didn't know their strength.
"I wouldn't call it lucky. Ashley."
"Ashley, yeah, I heard of you."
"I heard of you, too," I decided to return the favor. He was the guy Jesse told me the people in this town bowed their heads for as well, like the worshippers of godlike ripped, handsome guys that they were. I didn't know he went to school; I would've actually known him if he did. There really weren't many teenagers in this town.
I noticed Jason's chest was still glitching fast up and down as I eyed his body. Very good body. Yes indeed. Almost as good as a certain asshole's I was so unlucky to know.
"You were going somewhere?" I asked, trying to get through to him that I wanted to get to the toilets now. People were staring at us like we were two fireflies in the dead of the night.
"No, I came from somewhere. I stopped by here to see Chase. You know him?"
Of course, they knew each other. I grimaced. "Ah, yes. He's having his way with my friend. Please take him away."
I didn't know why I felt the need to tell him that. I probably made things very uncomfortable very fast, like I always did. But to hell with feeling ashamed about every single thing, right? I mean, I faced Kye why I was in a heat or something and told him to undress me, and even kissed him on the cheek because I felt the need to.
