"I need you. I need to feel you, to be inside of you." August's voice darkened. He swiftly lifted me over his lap. "Please." He leaned up and kissed me hungrily.
He kissed me like his life depended on it. I felt him grow even harder from underneath...
This chapter is going to be a collab with Badbitty10 If you haven't read her story what are you doing? Go read Best Friends Enemy.
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I looked over at my phone, seeing that Lilah was calling. "Hey Lo?" Lilah's voice rang through the phone. Her voice is more soft and happier than mine.
"Yes, kiddo?" I say as I rise from my bed, I say. "I was wondering if you wanted to come to my party." Oh shit, I just remembered.
Today is her 17th birthday.
I smiled before saying "Of course, why wouldn't I come?" I stand up and walk to the bathroom. I put the phone on speaker so I can brush out my long black hair.
"You're at college, London." Her tone became flat as she stated the obvious. I roll my eyes in a playful manner. "Well, no shit sherlock." I hear Lilah laughing on the other side of the phone.
"So just send me the address and I'll be there." I tell her as I wrap my hair around the curling iron. My natural hair isn't straight. It looks more like loose curls. So I just go in and fix the pieces I don't like.
"Ok, I sent you the address. I'll see you soon. Love you." She says it quickly because she is about to hang up the phone. I shake my head with amusement.
I was already wearing a white graphic T-shirt and cuffed jeans with white air force's. Of course, I paired it with my normal silver rings and chain.
Today is Sunday, so I could leave campus without getting in trouble. And so could August. Well, let's be honest here. August wouldn't get in trouble if he was caught sneaking out anyways.
I left my room and began making my way to the library because I knew for sure my bookworm was in his natural habitat.
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I smirk as I lean on the bookshelf, watching as he sits crossed-legged on the floor. His circle glasses fall slightly as he continues to read the words on the white pages.
I find it so cute that he reads. Most guys would be playing video games or with friends on a Sunday. But no. August sits on the floor with a book in his hands as he reads about someone else's love story.
"What are you reading?" I asked, which caused his head to snap up to look at me. A smile formed on his face when his hazel green eyes met my honey ones.
He continues to look at me, not saying anything. "You alright, pretty boy?" He blinked a few times, and his cheeks reddened.
"Umm... yeah, I'm fine. I just blanked for a second. " He looked like he was embarrassed. I laughed lightly. "I'm reading heart bones."
The cover was white with two skulls on it. There were yellow, orange, and pink flowers. I thought the cover was beautiful.
It's so beautiful, but I can tell that there is something more to it than just beauty.
