LOGINI couldn’t breathe right. Not with Hudson’s cock still buried deep inside me, thick and throbbing, and his two fingers pressed right alongside it—curling, stretching, making every ridge and vein feel impossibly doubled. The burn was perfect, filthy, overwhelming. My body shook like it didn’t know whether to clench down or open wider, so it did both at once.I was on my back, legs hooked over Hudson’s shoulders, ass lifted just enough for him to drive in deeper. Sweat slicked my skin, pooling in the hollow of my throat. My hands were fisted in the sheets so hard my knuckles ached.And Riley—God, Riley—was straddling my chest now, facing Hudson. Her thighs framed my face, warm and soft, the scent of her arousal sharp and sweet. She’d stripped out of her leggings sometime in the last few minutes while I was too lost in the stretch to notice. Now her pussy hovered just above my mouth, glistening, swollen, begging.“Look at him,” she said, voice low and wrecked, talking to Hudson like I wa
Sam didn't say anything as he shut the door and pushed me against it, trapping me with his arms on either side of my head. He brought his lips down on mine roughly and I immediately responded to the kiss. He didn't wait long before bringing his tongue into my mouth and deepening the kiss. What I had learned from the first time I made out with Sam was that he was a really good kisser.A quiet moan left my lips as Sam's hands sneaked their way under my shirt, running over my stomach and the waistband of my jeans. My hands slithered up into Sam's hair, tugging on the strands with my fingers and pulling him closer to me. Sam groaned at the feeling and kissed me harder, putting his fingers through my belt loops and roughly pulling my hips closer to his, our groins touching. The sensation caused me to tilt my head back in pleasure, my lips parting.Sam took that opportunity to start kissing down my neck with one hand resting on the side of my neck and the other on my hip, rubbing circles wi
I could tell that I was no longer welcome here by the looks on Sam's friends' faces. They looked as if they were trying to piece together why the two of us would looks on Sam's friends' faces. They looked as if they were trying to piece together why the two of us would want to be hanging out while simultaneously hoping I would leave."I think I should get going," I announced.Sam's face fell. "You don't have to," he said.His friends didn't say anything, probably hoping I would just go so they could do whatever they wanted with Sam and not have to worry about me ruining their time."Stay," Sam pleaded before I could say anything else.I could tell by the look in his eyes that he was practically begging. After looking at him, there was no way I could deny him. Even with his friends here, I still wanted to spend time with him.I nodded and soon enough, the five of us poured into the living room to presumably watch TV. I sat beside Sam on the couch while Christo was on his other side and
Alexander sat up, forcing my body to move with his as he lifted me, seating me onto his lap. His mouth opened to speak, but mine crushed against his in a needy kiss. I needed him to shut the fuck up and not ruin this. He growled into my mouth, and I mewled softly. His kiss wasn’t violent or angry. Instead, it was soft and pleading as he coaxed me to kiss him back.I was a fire, and he was the tinder fueling and stoking my flames. I didn’t care that he intended to use me or breed me like some bitch that had one purpose. Nothing mattered right now, nothing except ending the pain in my apex that only he could soothe.I shoved Alexander down onto the bed, sliding my hand along his muscular stomach to flick the button of his jeans, freeing his thick cock. Scooting back to escape his touch, I yanked his jeans down, sliding my gaze over the strength of his body. Slowly, I took in every sinewy curve and contour. He kicked his boots off, drawing my stare to where he slowly sat up, slipping the
The two of us didn't speak to each other "Liam," Hudson said, startling me as he walked up behind me.I nodded, giving him a blank stare. "Okay.""So..." he started, pointing out the door. "I'm going to head out."I shrugged. "Fine."Hudson sighed and muttered something under his breath before walking by me and out the door. I couldn't decide whether I shouldas I started my trek out of the parking lot."Mason!" I heard Sam's voice yell. I hadn't even noticed he was still in the parking lot when I walked out. He pulled his car up next to me slowly, then stopped.I looked over at him expectantly, waiting to hear what he had to say."Are you going to walk home?" he asked me, looking slightly worried."Yeah," I said nonchalantly, shivering as I did so."It's freezing," he said, stating the obvious. "Get in, I'll drive you."Sam looked at me with his alluring green eyes that could probably charm me into doing anything, but me being the stubborn ass I was, refused."I'll walk," I answered
The next morning hit like a hangover I didn’t earn.I woke up too early, phone already warm from notifications I hadn’t checked yet. First thing I saw was Hudson’s name at the top of my messages, timestamp 1:47 a.m.Hudson: You asleep?Hudson: Guess you are. Just wanted to say… last night was insane. In the best way.Hudson: Don’t freak out in the morning, okay? We’re good.Hudson: Text me when you’re up. Please.My stomach did that stupid flip again. I stared at the screen until it dimmed, then typed back before I could overthink it.Me: Just woke up. Yeah. Still good. Really good.Me: You?Three dots appeared almost instantly.Hudson: Been up since 5. Couldn’t sleep. Kept replaying it.Hudson: Your mouth. Your hands. The way you looked at me when you swallowed. Fuck, Liam.Hudson: I’m hard again just typing this.Heat rushed straight to my face—and lower. I glanced at my closed bedroom door like Mom might burst in any second.Me: Jesus. Warn a guy.Me: I’m in bed. Alone. And now I’m
“What the hell was that, Corbett?” I snarled, my voice low and venomous. “Huh? Did I hit a nerve? Was I annoying you? Answer me.”The blonde brute animalistically growled at me. Hudson said a round of swears before trying to push us apart. "Shut the Hell up, Carter!" So I was back to a last name ba
"Hudson, I don’t want us to pretend that we are friends, you have a girlfriend, go and eat with her lunch", After getting tired of being affected, I snapped at him. I needed distance before I did something stupid.Hudson’s grin widened, lazy and unbothered. “Damn,” he said. “Is that jealousy I hear
Lunch time.A time for grotesque meat pies, mushy vegetables, and watered-down milk that tasted faintly of soap.The cafeteria buzzed with noise, a constant, maddening hum of chatter, laughter, and the occasional clatter of trays on tables. But Lunch time at school, is the only time I could actuall
I trudged down the thin corridors of my high school earlier than usual, back arched and shoulders sunken.Although I was getting more and more fed up with this week, yesterday with the hung over was my tipping point. I was slipping from the thin balance beam, and I was probably going to plummet to




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