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I shove my hand beneath my underwear, the tip of my finger pressing down on my nub. I let out a moan before picking up my phone and hitting the button. I check the picture, just enough for him to know what I’m doing without revealing too much.
I hit send.
“Fuck, Ava.”
I close my eyes, listen to the sounds of our breaths. Short. Sharp. Shallow. Amplified by the silence around us. I move my hand faster, faster, my back arching off the bed as I climb, climb, climb.
The phone vibrates again, and I open his next picture. A whimper escapes when I see it. His hand’s in his boxers, the outline of his knuckles clear, his hand circling his rock-hard—
Connor grunts, and I close my eyes again, my pleasure soaking my fingers. We don’t say another word. We’re nothing but heavy breaths and grunts and whimpers. I listen intently. Every sound, every movement. Every rapid, rhythmic shift. I know he’s doing the same as what I’m doing, and I imagine that we’re doing it to each other. The vision pushes me over the edge, a muted scream bursting from my throat. I bite down on my lip, my entire body convulsing as he moans with each of his breaths, louder and louder until one last, long grunt.
I listen to his breathing settle while mine does the same. An entire minute passes before I hear him chuckle. “Holy shit, Ava.”
I sigh, long and loud. “Teenage hormones are one hell of a drug.”
THIRTY-SEVEN
connor
“So… last night was…” I say, looking down at Ava’s legs. Her skirt seems higher today, or maybe it’s the way she’s sitting, or maybe she’s doing it just to mess with me.
“Intense?” she asks and lifts her skirt another inch. Yeah. She’s definitely messing with me. I grip the steering wheel tighter, and she giggles when I moan and adds, “Keep your eyes on the road, stud.”
“Fine.” I do as she says and tell her, “You know I have that pep rally in the cafeteria today, so I can’t meet you at lunch.”
“Oh really? I must’ve missed the six hundred posters plastered all over school.”
“Funny. Maybe you should get your eyes checked.”
“Eh,” she says, shrugging. “I think my eyes are just fine. I mean, I do have the hottest boyfriend in school.”
I can’t help but smile. “You think I’m hot?”
She scoffs. “As if you don’t know.”
I shrug.
“Connor! Have your exes never told you?”
Another shrug. “I don’t have any exes.”
“Shut up!”
“I don’t,” I laugh out. “You’re my first, Ava.”
“First girlfriend?”
“Uh huh.”
“But you’ve, like, kissed girls before?”
“Yeah,” I nod. “I touched the side of a boob once, too.”
“Connor!” she squeals, laughing. She pushes my side, and I straighten the steering wheel. “Ew. I don’t want to know that!”
I settle my hand on her leg and gather the courage to ease into the next question. “So, I was thinking… maybe… if you wanted to… you could come to the pep rally today.”
She tenses beneath my touch, then whispers my name.
