Page 24 of Butterfly Effect


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Though I shouldn’t put anyone’s life in danger, especially hers, not when I have taken so much from her already.

“I’m sorry, I should have let you drive home.” My hands go on each side of her, boxing her in.

“Like that would have been any better; I have my license suspended, or did you forget that to?” Aly’s eyes drag up to my face.

“How could I forget?” It was my fault in the first place. I lean forward and those gorgeous fucking eyes are begging me to do unmentionable things.

I lift Alyeska up on the table, our mouths level with each other. My mouth is a magnet to hers, clutching to her soft flesh I lick away the tension. Her hands start to explore and mine wander up her thick thighs, dragging her dress up to puddle around her hips. Aly pushes my shirt over my head, I break our kiss long enough to throw my shirt on the floor.

I don’t know what happened at the bonfire, I don’t want to know what hex Angie put on us to make us undress and grope each other’s bodies. Don’t even dare to question it. I mean how can I when the hottest woman came home with me?

My fingers twitch at the cloth still covering her body. I inch it upwards and she doesn’t seem to mind, I keep going and then open my eyes to ask a question and she nods, kissing me again.

Nerves start to shake my fingers and I blame it on the pills, because there is no way I am nervous. The dress is pulled over her head, and she reaches up and pulls out her braid, waves of beautiful black hair fall down over her.

Alyeska lays flat on her back; the dining table has never looked better. Her eyes wait for me to do an appraisal, her arms shielding her chest.

“Can I look at you, Aly?” I swallow the tightness in my throat.

She nods slowly and her arms fall to her sides, Aly watches me as I take her in, head to toe. There hasn’t ever been anything I have witnessed in my life more stunning than Alyeska.

“Well?” Waiting for my findings to conclude.

“If I knew you were this striking under all your insults, I wouldn’t have felt bad for all those sex dreams during class.” My fingers trace from her stomach to her knees.

“Shut up, you were always going to be a dick to me whether you thought my boobs pumped bronze or booze.” Aly covers her face to laugh and I bite my lip, because I am beginning to love how that sounds.

“I didn’t know they did; let me check out that feature.” I reach up and twist her nipple. Bad news, no bronze or booze.

“Stop it, I am not a sex machine.” Slapping away my hands, she sits back up. Aly twists her mouth into an insecure smile. “So, do you need help taking off your pants, or can you handle it on your own?”

“Yeah, I can do it.” I fumble over the zipper and button. Aly pushes away the jeans and my boxers. I bend over and step out of them. I reach behind Alyeska to grab a condom from my wallet and when I get it, I find her eyes on my dick.

“Impressed?”

“If I was into being impaled.”

We both laugh; shit, she might be funnier than me. I don’t think I could ever admit that to her.

“Do you want me to go down on you?” I nod to her as I wrap my hand around my dick and stroke it as she watches me.

“What?” Aly’s eyes snap to me. “Oh, um, no, no. Just stick it in me. I’m wet.” She seems a little uncomfortable about this. Aly reaches for the condom, but I hold it above our heads.

“Alyeska, has anyone ever gone down on you before?” But she doesn’t respond. Then it brings up another question. “Wait, are you a fucking virgin?”

“No, you dumbass, I’m not a virgin. But clearly you don’t have as good a memory as you think you do.” Aly catches my wrist and pulls down my hand to grab the condom.

“What is that supposed to mean?” Confused at the subliminal message, because I know for a fact we haven’t fucked or even remotely seen each other naked. I would have remembered how pissed off her face looks right as I am about to enter her.

Maybe we talked about our past partners in some odd occurrence where we didn’t have knives to each other’s throats.

“Forget it, let’s get this over with.” Alyeska tears off the wrapper and shoves the condom on my dick.

“Whoa, careful, sensitive area down there.” I hold onto the table to regain my balance.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I thought you liked it rough.” Alyeska starts jerking me off and I think we have lost any kindness between us.

“So is this going to be some hate fuck now?” I reach between her legs and confirm she is wet, and damn if I don’t like the feeling of it on my fingers.

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