Following the Rules

Chapter 9

God must really fucking hate me. Like, lifetime's worth of unforgivable sins, kind of hate me. Why else would he do this to me? He knows I haven't had sex in two months. He knows I'm attracted to Kaylee and I want to find some way to make things work with Toni. Why else would he tempt me like this if he didn't absolutely fucking loathe me?

"It's not what it looks like!" Toni said. She grabbed one of the pillows from the bed and buried her tomato red face in it.

Kaylee snorted, backing away until her feet slid down the bed and fell flat on the floor.

My jeans tightened when my eyes fell on her black lacy panties and matching bra. To top it all off, the wicked smile and dark gleam in her eyes promised me I would need a cold shower. Pronto.
But my legs weren't moving. My brain couldn't focus on anything other than the two girls in the room. Toni, with her round ass still in the air. Kaylee, whose eyes were daring me to repeat the question.

My eyes ran over her toned body. She had a stud belly button ring that I'd never noticed through her shirt. Black ink all across her left shoulder, reaching from her collar bone and down part of her arm. It looked like a bare tree and small ravens.

"Don't you want to know what we were doing?" Kaylee asked. That gleam in her eyes shined a little bit brighter. They were devious. They spelled trouble.

"Nope."

I walked right past both of them, holding my breath, clenching my hands into fists, my gaze fixed on the bathroom down the hallway. Once I was inside the bathroom, I closed the door with haste and leaned against the sink.

"Merda."

Translation: Shit

My pants were still tight. I turned around and stared at my reflection in the long rectangular mirror above the sink. Slime. Granny panties. Green olives. Justin Bieber. I looked down. It didn't work, there was still a tent in my jeans.

I don't need sex to fill the void. I told myself. But I did. I needed something.

I stared back into the depths of my blue gray eyes, willing the cravings away. They looked like glass, lifeless and empty. Exactly how my insides felt.

Two months I'd gone without sex. Without bad girls. Without something to fill that void. Two months. I was losing my fucking mind. I needed something. Anything.

"Sawyer?" Toni asked from the other side of the closed bathroom door. She knocked twice, her knuckles barely scraping the wood.

I thought about ignoring her. I thought about the awkward conversation we would have if I opened the door and let her explain. Truth is I didn't want either of those things. I just wanted that peice of me that was missing, I wanted to be whole again. No more filling it with alcohol and girls. But that wasn't going to happen. The void wasn't going to fill itself. I would just have to live with being numb. Besides, the alcohol could only loosen me up for a while and that spark the bad girls gave me never lasted.

I want to make my father proud. My mother happy.

"Listen, I'm know how strange that looked." Toni said nervously. "But if you open the door, I'll explain."

I opened the door, but not for any reason she might have thought. I had another idea.

She made a squeak sound when I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into the bathroom.

Before she could start talking again and ruin any chance I had, I slammed her against the sink counter and molded my mouth into hers. She tasted like cotton candy and bubble gum, far from what I was used to. No smoke, no tongue ring, not even alcohol.

She didn't resist. Her body relaxed against mine, her hands splayed out over my chest. She was slow to respond, hesitating over every press of her lips, but she was still trying to keep up.

My hands slipped under her shirt, over her smooth stomach and around her hips. My lips broke apart from hers to leave a trail of wet kisses down her neck.

She stiffened.

"Everything okay?" I asked. My mouth hovered over her collarbone as I waited for her answer.

"It's just.. We still have to get ready for the grand opening," she said pulling back slightly. "We can't be late and Kaylee's here.."

"Oh, don't stop on my account."

Toni and I pulled apart to face the intruder.

In my haste to pull Toni into the bathroom, I must have left the door open.

Kaylee stood leaning against the wall opposite the bathroom door, her arms crossed over her chest. At least this time, she wasn't in a bra and panties.

"Kaylee!"

"What?" She asked mock innocently. "It was just getting hot."

Toni shook her head violently. She took a sidestep away from me, her face quickly darkening into a familiar blush. She did that a lot. "How long have you been spying on us?"

"Spying is such a strong word," Kaylee said looking off to the right. "I prefer the term, observing."

I sighed, running my fingers through my messy hair. Great. Just great. Kaylee was cock blocking me. Or did Toni start pulling away first? I didn't know. My head was fucking spinning. "Tomáto, tomato."

"In the future, please, please, refrain from observing," Toni said using air quotes.

Kaylee shrugged, giving her friend a once over, then me. Her lips stretched into what I was coming to learn as her signature wicked grin. "I make no promises. Now, shall we get ready for this lame event?"

Toni gave me a shy smile, quickly bolting out of the bathroom. She was gone faster than I could blink.

Kaylee gestured to my southern regions. "You might wanna take care of that, eye candy."

"Merde. Fig lio di puttana."

Translation: Fuck. Mother fucker.

I slammed the door shut, trying and failing to ignore the way my face heated. These women were going to be the death of me.

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