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I swallow hard, this time ignoring Chuck's look. Because it's not his usual playful look, it's one of worry.
He knows little bits and pieces – more than anyone else, but stilll... there's parts I can't even bring to admit to myself, let alone anyone else. All he knows is I got kicked out of Brightmore for allegations of misconduct with a staff member, and that my home life is troubled. He knows about Asher… at least, his existence. But not our relationship. And certainly not the fact I fucked him and told him I loved him.
And we won't even get started on the twins. Fuck those assholes too.
"I thought things were going to get better," I admit. "But I was wrong. So, this was the best step for me. It's what I always wanted, and I was stupid to think that it wasn't… even if only for a brief second."
My three roommates frown at me, but no one pushes me. They too have come to realize that I will only talk when I am ready.
Carmen links her arm through mine, pulling me towards her. "In any event, we're glad you're here. Both of you. I think we have the best damn house in the town now."
I give her a smile, while fighting back the emotion on my face. The three of them have become such amazing friends these past few weeks, and I've never felt so welcomed anywhere before. And that's saying alot, considering I didn't even feel welcome in my own fucking home.
"You guys have been amazing."
Chuck moves behind me, hugging me from behind.
"What about me?" he whispers into my ear, as Carmen unlinks our arms to head to the water with the others.
I turn my head around to look at him.
"You've been the best surprise so far, Chuck."
He smiles at me, leaning down to kiss my neck gently, under my ear. "Good. Because I'm not going anywhere."
We hold each other's gaze for a few seconds, enjoying the moment before Jeremy's voice rings out.
"Are you guys coming in or just going to stand there all day?!"
By the time we get home later, we are all covered in mud with slightly pink skin. It feels like my legs are plastered and sadly, I think my shoes are a lost cause.
I kick them off at the front door, heading inside towards the shower. We only have one bathroom in the house, but the group were kind enough to allow me to shower first so I could get ready for my job trial.
But sharing is caring, so to help speed up the time, I dragged Chuck into the bathroom with me.
I squeal as he rips my shirt off my body, the material making an ungodly sploshing sound as it hits the tiles. He grabs the back of my neck, pulling me towards him as he plants his mouth onto mine. I kiss him back, relishing in the taste of lingering passion fruit smoke on his breath.
"Don't make me late on my first day," I say between kisses, trying to keep my voice down.
Chuck hums, moving down to kiss my neck. "I would never do that. But if I'm going to be without you for a few hours, you have to leave me with something to keep me company."
"Oh? And what do you suggest?" I ask, reaching for his jeans as I start to unbutton them. The bottom are covered in mud and I don't envy him trying to get out of them. But it's worth it to see them open, hanging low with his abs staring back at me.
I grab the waistband and pull them down for him, dropping to my knees. Together, we somehow manage to get the disgusting, wet material off his body. Chuck pulls his shirt off, flinging it to the corner of the bathroom before running his hand through my hair.
"Why don't you put that pretty little mouth on me?"
Smirking, I pause. "Why don't you make me?"
A darkness crosses Chuck's face, as he pushes down his trunk briefs with one hand. His cock is already hard, pointing towards me when he grabs my face with both hands, and forces himself into my mouth. I grip his thighs as I quickly adjust, encasing him in my mouth.
"Oh, baby girl. You can go deeper than that," he murmurs, firmly pushing me further down his length. I choke for a second, before relaxing my throat, my nose brushing against his skin.
Chuck plays with my hair, threading it through his hands as he grips it in his fist. Slowly, he pulls me back, giving me a chance to grab some much needed air before driving his cock down my throat again.
I moan on his shaft, the vibrations making him hiss. I can hear the others in the house, making their way around and I look up at Chuck. He smirks back, making a "sshh" motion at me before guiding me up and down his cock at a faster pace.
I shift uncomfortably, my shorts sticking to me from the mud and water. But now I have another type of moisture to worry about.
