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Even though I’m glaring at him right now and telling him to cut it out, I have to admit that I’m going to miss this. I’m going to miss seeing him around school, smirking and making me blush, his little love notes, his chocolates. I’m going to miss meeting up with him in empty classrooms.
School’s over and as soon as I pack up my things and clean out my locker, Abel and I are going to the creek before summer starts and it becomes super difficult to see him. My mom gets clingy and won’t let me leave the house without her. I can’t see Sky or Abel on a regular basis. I thought getting my driver’s license would give me some freedom but nope. I’m as trapped as ever.
“Just have sex with the guy already. He’s practically fucking his apple right now.” Sky snickers beside me.
“Shut up,” I mutter, ducking my head.
Yeah, we still haven’t done the deed. I know he wants to. It’s the way he touches me, his fingers pulling on my hair and my dress. It’s the way he groans and growls and bites me when we make out. My lips are perpetually swollen now. I know he’s impatient.
I am, too. I know we’re heading that way. I know we’re going to be each other’s firsts but it’s so fun to play with him and make him all desperate. Am I bad? Maybe. But I love it so much. I love being his center of attention, something that consumes him like crazy.
He’s touched me… down there; he’s made me come. I know his dick is both hard and velvety. Gosh, it’s so warm. It’s like he’s the warmest down there. Not to mention, he’s so thick. I haven’t seen it but I’ve touched it and sometimes I wonder how it even fits in his jeans, especially when it’s hard. When I touch him and run my fingers along the length of it and play with the moist head, he comes the hardest. His groans are the loudest then.
Even though he never forces me, there are times when he gets so frustrated. And as a punishment, I’m not allowed to touch myself. Which is so unfair. He jerks off all the time; he even watches all those videos. But to torture me, he tells me no. Like an idiot, I listen to him. It’s like I’m physically incapable of disobeying him. It’s as if I like obeying him. I like giving him whatever he wants. It’s stupid and it doesn’t make any sense, but there you have it.
“I hate this,” I tell him. “I hate you. You’re evil.”
He laughs. “Nah. You’re just frustrated because you want me too much.”
“No, I don’t. If this is how you want sex, it’s not going to work.”
“Oh, I’m gonna wear you down, Pixie. You’ll see.”
I think he loves it when I say no. He likes these games too. Jerk.
I’m lost in thought when Duke approaches us. Actually, he’s approaching me. He hasn’t even glanced at Sky.
Duke Knight has been a huge problem for me for the past year. My mom loves him, obviously. Everyone loves him. But it’s gotten increasingly worse. My mom’s started to hint about him and me going out. As in, going out on dates.
It’s enough to make me shudder. I hate him. Well, not as much as my best friend hates him. But I do. Besides, I have no interest in going out with anyone except Abel. How sad is it that we’ve been in love with each other forever but never been on a date? We haven’t ever shared a meal together, or held hands in public or gone to a movie.
“Hey, Evie,” Duke greets me with a chin lift.
“Hey.”
Duke’s the only guy who’s almost as tall as my Abel. But my boyfriend is still bigger and more muscular. Whereas Abel is tanned with golden hair, a loner and rough around the edges, Duke’s pale. He’s the center of the crowd, smooth and polished, with a charming smile.
He focuses on me like there’s no one else in the corridor, his blue eyes pinned on me. “So, I was wondering if you’d come to the party at my house next Saturday. It’s an end of school thing. Low-key, but it’s gonna be fun.”
I literally hear Sky growling behind me. I open my mouth to say something, but then close it. Duke and I are not friends. In fact, everyone pretty much knows I hang out with Sky, and Sky and him don’t get along. I don’t know why he’s suddenly interested in me.
Clearing my throat, I try again. “Well, that’s nice of you but I think I’m going to pass. Thanks though.”
Short and sweet rejection. I’m so glad it’s over.
Only it’s not over because he doesn’t go away. He smiles at me. One of those innocent, charming smiles. “Do you have other plans? Because I’d love to have you there.”
