The Girl with Scarlet Wrists [Rewriting]

The Girl with Scarlet Wrists Chapter 23

 Note: (FOR MATURE READERS) Just hinting <-----

Chapter 23:

Layla's Pov:

Oh man my head hurts. Stupid math. Who knew that it would actually come in handy?

I dropped my heels by the front door. Lola trailed after me hanging onto my sleeve. I looked back at her, still convinced she was sleeping.

"Come on doofbutt let's get you to bed." I hefted her up the stairs.

"Here I got her." Will came up and put Lola over his shoulder carrying her into her room.

"Thanks." I trudged into my room. Chase was sitting there reading... Twilight?

I laughed. "Are you reading Twilight?"

I looked up. "Yeah? Why the hell is Edward so whipped. If I were him, I'd be dating that Rosalie chick. She sounds hot." He waggled his eyebrows.

"Uh. You know Rosalie is his sister right. I don't think Edward is one for incest. And your starting from the second book doofbutt. That's why nothing make sense." I took the book from him.

He grumbled to himself about... I don't even know.

He pulled me on top of him.

 "Are you still up for that offer?" He flashed a flirtatious smile.

I tilted my head to the side confused.

...

Of course, then I blushed like a tomato.

"I don't know. I don't think you've earned it." I giggled.

His mouth gaped. "Uh hello! I'm in France. For you. I think i've earned it!"

I laughed.

"Or you can't handle this?" He pulled my hand down to his crotch.

"Perv!" I snatched my hand away. Are they all that size.

He laughed kissing me.

I let his tongue sliver into my mouth, and they did their dance.

He flipped me under him, dominating the kiss.

I tugged his shirt off letting my hands run over his tattooed chest.

 Did he really have a piercing down there?