Page 54 of Out of Bounds


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The older he got, the slicker he got. He made fake IDs and sold them. He willingly sold me one without thinking twice. They were the good kind too. The kind that had allowed him to ink up his shoulder before he was legal. It was how he got the tongue ring he hid from his parents for a couple of years until he didn’t care anymore if they saw it. Xavier was a bad boy, the kind a girl would do anything for.

“What if I kissed you? Would you be able to stop if I asked you to?”

He averted his gaze. “I don’t know.”

I studied him for a moment, trying to figure out my next move when an idea came to me.

“How about I give you seven seconds to kiss me?”

He grinned. “Are we playing seven seconds in heaven?”

I hadn’t thought of it like that, but it was a good cover.

“Maybe,” I answered.

“What happens after seven seconds?”

I blinked, thinking. “I get seven seconds.”

“And then what?”

I blinked again, trying to figure out the rules of this new game we were playing. “Then we start over and you get another seven seconds.”

Xavier shook his head, not approving. “What do I gotta do to multiply it? Seven seconds goes by fast.”

An idea struck me. “Seven second intervals. No more than seven times.”

“Every day?” he asked immediately. He sounded hopeful, and I liked it.

“Only on pity party days.”

Xavier’s brows scrunched. “That’s not fair. I can’t anticipate my moods. What if I want you on another day for no other reason?”

“Then we don’t play.”

His brows deepened. “What if I never have another pity party again because you make every day brighter?”

A loud laugh had burst from my lips. I couldn’t contain it. “I would say you’re a lying sack of shit. You’re in a mood every other day.”

Xavier lifted his head and looked at something behind me. He shrugged one shoulder. His gaze was long and deep. It made me curious to know what he was thinking about.

“Most people piss me off.”

“Do I ever piss you off?”

Xavier’s gaze snapped back to mine. He held it.

“You serious right now?”

I nodded. I was the same age as his sister. I couldn’t stand my brothers, but the younger siblings were always more annoying.

“I don’t have wet dreams of people who piss me off. I don’t imagine what it would like to be inside of them. And I definitely don’t think about what she’d look like riding my dick.” I gasped under my breath and his voice lowered. “Does that answer your question, Ave?”

I nodded quickly. Wetness seeped from my pussy. I didn’t want Xavier to know he made me so wet, but all I could focus on was the warmth of his body pressed to mine, and how big his dick was.

I wanted Xavier badly.

Slowly, we ground into each other, and it took all of me not to moan.

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