Share

My first Hickey

Author: Nova
last update publish date: 2026-09-23 22:47:00

Shirley POV

Sebastian eyes widened and pushed me away slightly, looking at me with confusion.

“Shirl…”

Before he could finish, I grabbed his collar and pulled him back down, crushing my lips against his again.

Did I know what I was doing?

Hell no.

Would I regret it later?

Probably.

Did I want to stop?

Nope.

My tongue slid against his, and this time he didn’t hold back. His hands gripped my waist tightly as he pushed me against the car door, deepening the kiss as he took over, his hand
Continue to read this book for free
Scan code to download App
Locked Chapter

Latest chapter

  • The Captain that was never mine   He's drunk again

    Sebastian POV Shirley frowned at the interruption and called out toward the window, “Tell them I’m not coming.” she turned back to me, her lips curving up to a small smile as she leaned in again. “About that hotel…” Another knock cut her off. “Ma’am, Sir is on the line and wants to speak with you,” the driver said, sounding uncomfortable. I let out a reluctant sigh and touched her arm. “I think you should answer it. It might be urgent.” She frowned slightly, then sighed and carefully climbed off my lap. “Give me a sec,” she called to the driver while quickly buttoning her shirt and smoothing her hair. She rolled the window down just enough to take the phone. The driver immediately turned away, clearly trying not to look at the state we were in. “Hello, Dad?” she said, voice still a little unsteady. While she spoke, I turned my head and pulled out my own phone to give her some privacy. The screen was filled with notifications from the hockey team group chat. Apparently everyone

  • The Captain that was never mine   My first Hickey

    Shirley POV Sebastian eyes widened and pushed me away slightly, looking at me with confusion. “Shirl…” Before he could finish, I grabbed his collar and pulled him back down, crushing my lips against his again. Did I know what I was doing? Hell no. Would I regret it later? Probably. Did I want to stop? Nope. My tongue slid against his, and this time he didn’t hold back. His hands gripped my waist tightly as he pushed me against the car door, deepening the kiss as he took over, his hands slipped under my shirt and his warm palms sliding over my skin. The sudden contact made me gasp, and he immediately took advantage, deepening the kiss until I could barely breathe. I wrapped my arms around his neck. In one smooth motion he lifted me, yanked the back door open, and climbed in with me still in his arms. The driver must have noticed and stepped out almost immediately. Thank god he had parked in a inconspicuous spot. When we finally broke apart for air, I was gasping. Sebastian

  • The Captain that was never mine   Practically a virgin

    Shirley POV “What are you doing here, bro? I thought my eyes were deceiving me when I saw your car, but then again… I was right. It was actually you.” The guy who had grabbed Sebastian’s shoulder leaned down slightly to look through the window. His eyes landed on me and a slow smirk spread across his face. “And… you’re with a beauty.” He gave me a once-over. “What’s up, beautiful?” I offered him a small, polite smile before turning my head to look out the other side of the car. Even so, I could still hear every word of their conversation. “Is that the girl I saw online? Your girl?” the guy continued, clearly entertained. “Dude… you really bagged a hottie. I don’t think any of the girls at Westfield got hot cakes like hers.” I didn’t know whether to take that as a compliment or feel completely weird about being described like a prize. Either way, discomfort prickled under my skin and I shifted slightly in my seat. Sebastian noticed my movements. He glanced at me, then back at h

  • The Captain that was never mine   Shirley Patterson.... crying?

    Sebastian POV Shirley looked up at me with confusion on her face. “What…? What are you doing here?” she asked with a hoarse voice. She quickly rubbed her nose with the back of her hand. Her eyes were puffy and red, as if she was crying. I froze for a second. Shirley Patterson… crying? This was the same girl who had stood tall even while being publicly humiliated at Stacey’s party. The same girl who slapped Brad without hesitation and walked away with her chin high. She was sassy, sharp-tongued, and confident. Seeing her like this made me surprised. I took a few steps forward. The moment I got closer, she stood up abruptly and tried to walk past me. “Hey! Hey!” I called after her, but she kept moving forward trying to avoid me. I quickened my pace and caught up, firmly grabbing her shoulders and turning her to face me. “Hey. Look at me. What’s wrong?” She kept her eyes down. My mind immediately went to the fake relationship mess, did the rumors affect her this much? “Is it a

  • The Captain that was never mine   I'm gay

    Shirley POV I dropped to my knees in front of her and cradled her face with both hands. “Mom… Mom…” She still didn’t answer. Instead, the tears only fell harder, streaming down her cheeks and making me panic more. “Did something happen to Dad? Or the company?” My voice cracked. I couldn’t stop my own tears from spilling over. "I'm fine, don't worry" “Mom, don’t lie to me. I can clearly see that you’re anything but fine. Tell me what happened. Is it Dad? What did Dad do?” Even though my parents had their differences over the years, things had never escalated to this point — never to the point where my strong, composed mother sat on the couch openly crying. She wiped her eyes for a few seconds and forced a weak smile. “I’m fine.” “No. No, Mom, don’t lie.” I shook my head, tears falling faster. “Tell me. What did he do so we can make things right? Tell me!” I gently shook her shoulders, desperate for an answer. Before she could speak, I heard footsteps behind me. Mom’s eyes li

  • The Captain that was never mine   I'm Jeremiah

    Shirley POV I frowned at their words. A standing full? That was ridiculous. Even professional gymnasts found that skill difficult to land cleanly, and they expected me to throw one right here during a last-minute tryout? “That’s impossible,” I said flatly. “Even professionals struggle with a standing full. How do you expect me to do it for tryouts? "Can’t you stop acting like bitches for once and just be decent? I bet none of you can even perform it yourselves.” “Yeah!” Kayla shouted beside me, clearly fed up. “Stop being so damn extra!” The girls only frowned deeper, then one of them lifted her chin with a smug smile. “Our head cheer Stacey can do it. That’s why a pretentious bitch like you can never reach her standards. You’re just a pathetic bitch trying to fit in among us.” Really? When did I ever want to fit into their crowd? Even though I hold a lot resentment against Brad and planning my revenge, I never once felt the need to become one of the popular girls. I liked myse

More Chapters
Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on GoodNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status