First Installment for the MAYHEM series
"Innocence was never meant to be addictive."
Addiction has been a part of Kyson Montenegro's nature, and women, in particular have always been his favorite obsession. Being the lead singer in a band has its pe...
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I stood at my window watching the parking lot outside. There was nothing to see in the parking lot. I could lie to myself and say I was waiting on the pizza delivery. Ang totoo ay inaantay kong dumating si Felicity. Last night, I had not gone to see her before my gig, and she'd been on my mind most of the night.
Uminom ako ng maraming baso ng tequila at nagdala rin ako ng dalawang babae sa apartment ko para lang mawala sa isip ko si Felicity.
Nakarinig ako ng tunog ng heels at nag-angat ako ng tingin para lang makita ang isa sa mga babaeng dinala ko na naglalakad papunta sa pwesto ko. Nagpaalam siyang gagamit ng banyo kanina at ngayon ay nandito siyang wala ng ibang saplot sa katawan at tanging ang heels na lamang ang natira.
Nang buksan ko ang pinto ko labinlimang minuto na ang nakakaraan, nakita ko ang isa sa mga one-night stands ko kagabi na nakatayo sa harap nito. Napamura na lang ako sa aking isipan at nagsisi na dinala ko sila dito sa apartment ko.
Ngayon ay alam na niya kung saan ako nakatira. Mas lalo akong mahihirapan na paalisin siya kapag nagkataon.
Her breasts were real thought, which was nice considering they swayed heavily as she walked toward me. Last night, this one had seemed more competitive than her friend.
She'd wanted all my attention, and those were normally the ones that caused the trouble. I didn't have time for trouble. I had pizza coming and I intended to share that with Felicity before I went to Indigo.
Felicity and her sweet smile and perfect body. That laugh that made me want to say or do anything to hear it again. And the way she sometimes forgot to guard herself and let her eyes wander down over my chest.
The pink flush of her cheeks when I changed shirts in front of her. Which was entirely for my benefit. I didn't need anyone's opinion on what T-shirt to wear each night. I took them off when I was on stage anyway.
I just liked giving Felicity a reason to look.
She liked to look, and I liked that too much.
"I thought we might have more fun-just the two of us," the brunette purred as she stopped in front of me and ran her hands up my chest.
This one was wanting to make an impression. I could tell her that she wore too much makeup and her perfume was overpowering.
