Page 45 of Butterfly Effect


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Lad leans over and kisses the side of my head.

“Why did you kiss me?” My fingers go to the place he pressed his lips.

“I find you fascinating, Aly. And it’s really cool to see a different side of you.” I don’t know what kind of kindness he conjured, but I hold his hand all the way home.

Awkward is heavy those first few days of trying to adjust living around someone who you practically hated a few months ago.

It is better to always hit the tension head on. That way when I am too frustrated to think and snap, I have to push him on his bed and ride out the distance between us. Lad doesn’t mind at all.

Sometimes, I even wake up in the middle of the night to a show. I have walked in on Lad watching porn a few times now. But the leading lady always seems to resemble me,strange. Although the man is jackhammering into the woman as she moans, and I can’t help but laugh.

Or there are times when I wake up to him taking a long shower. I open the door and he doesn’t take kindly to the intrusion.

“Still having wet dreams. How mature.” I hear the water cascade off his body. I would be jealous, but I know a thing or two about that body.

“Jesus, Alyeska, get out of here. Privacy.”

Tilting my head a bit more, some infinite power did indeed bless him big time. Lad grows harder, stroking his cock again.

“If you don’t leave, you are going to get to view the grand finale.” But I don’t think he minds, he likes the intimacy of showing off for me.

“Can you turn your hip a little to the left? I’ve never had a live performance before. So this is a first for me.” I hop on the counter and watch him.

“You’re filthy.” But Aladden is anything but disgusted.

“Am I? Or are you, for thinking about my pussy spreading as you slide that dick inside and ram it into my G spot like it’s a parking garage.” The dirty talk he seems to love, which is good, because I have quite a few bad words on my tongue.

Lad bites his lips, putting a hand against the glass barrier.

“Or maybe it’s my tits you’ve been thinking about? My hard thick nipples. Want to touch them?” I grope myself and laugh.

“Fucking tease.” Lad throws his head back.

“Not much of a tease.” I shift my knee up under my chin. “Just ask nice politely next time for your dreams to come true and I would be sure to help you out, hero.” But I leave before he cums, because I don’t want to have any more inspiration for my own sex dreams.

Did you know swimmers shave their entire bodies? The only hair on them is on their head, underneath those rubber caps. Lad’s skin is soft and so smooth.

When I asked him about this, he said I could keep him warm at night, if he got cold, because I was hairier than him. Such a damn charmer.

Morning the next day, Rush finds me in the hall, which is strange since we haven’t spoken without Lad present.

“So, you live with Lad now?” Rush seems baffled.

“Yup.”

“Are you guys dating?” Again, Rush is trying to put two and two together.

“Nope.”

“Then you’re fucking?” He tilts his head to the side, trying to understand why.

“Sometimes.” I lift an eyebrow, wondering where he is going with this.

“And you haven’t killed him yet?” This is astonishing for anyone that knows Lad and me. It makes it even better to see their faces firsthand.

“I haven’t had time to with all the sex, Rush.” I pat him on the chest and head towards my literature class.

Several students in here volunteered to do their poetry reading out loud. I don’t know why someone volunteers for torture. But some people enjoy pain.

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