Sideways Novels & Stories

Cricket “You want my legs open?” I asked, pushing him onto his back and straddling his hips. “Yeah, baby. I do.” He slid his hands up the outside of my thighs, squeezing my ass once he reached it. I ran my thumb over his bottom lip, then slid my finger into his mouth. He sucked on it and I slid it to my clit, pressing the wetness against it. I felt him shift and I shook my head. “Don’t move, Minus.”

A timeline. I could work with timelines.

POV Ruby I didn't like the way that Wolf was looking at me. He looked deep in thought and it made me nervous. He shook his head and then looked at me. I swear that all the anger and rage left his eyes and was replace with something else. Something that I used to see in his eyes when we were kids. I gasped in confusion. I felt unnerved and I wished that he would go back to looking angry. This new look was scary and made me uncertain. Suddenly, I felt a large hand on my shoulder and Wolf looked up at someone behind me. Immediately his eyes changed to anger but I knew that it wasn't directed at me for once. I turned and was met with Sam standing over me and Pete behind him.

This time he is asking if he did anything wrong. Obviously, I am overthinking the situation. I quickly let him know that no he did nothing wrong I am just having a bad day. He asks if I want to come over. I tell him that I would love to but that I have to work tonight. He sends me a sad emoji face. I agree with him it is sad. Just thinking about Jayce’s hands and lips on my body is enough to make me wet. Then he asks me if this is weird. I had to think about it for a moment.

Very weird. * To Be Continued *

“You know, you were sick and everything...” Seema rolled her eyes and ran a hand down her face. “Listen, I’m S-I-K-H, okay? You’re Jewish, Zehra’s a Muslim and I’m Sikh. Get it?” “Oh.” Ivanka looked dumbstruck. “Sorry...” “It’s fine, I get it all the time. Anyways, gotta run see you around!” Seema said and ran off. Zehra’s phone pinged and she rolled her eyes when she saw that it was an email. Who the hell used email these days? But her mood quickly changed when she saw that it was from Alphastar1.

-It’s simple as a confession, don’t you think ? -I haven’t finished yet honey. -So I’m listening. -She was quite special, let’s say tough and oddly I liked it. -What does it mean to be tough ? - Honey that means ; do not give in. He is someone who does not give way. A little like you. -Ah, am I tough ? -Yes. - Why did you like this girl ? Because she looks like me ? - Exactly princess. -So you are going to become his friend ?

The gesture of someone extending something without attaching a name to what it was. I crossed the bar. The booth was full. Patterson and the sophomore had taken one side. Marcus was at the near end of the other side. The remaining space was beside Callum. I took it. The booth was not designed for four people plus the width of two athletes built the way we were built. I was aware of this immediately. I was aware of it in the specific way of someone cataloguing physical information that their body was registering before their brain had finished deciding what to do with it.

POV Layla I was having fun, dancing with Sally and Keri when suddenly I felt a body pressed against my back. I looked at Sally and Keri and they each had a guy behind them too. The three of us looked at each other for a moment and then we all whipped around. I looked at the guy behind me and said, "Back the fuck off now". Most guys would take that as a cue to leave, but not this one. He smirked and said, "Come on, hottie. That's no way to talk to your future man"