don’t tell a girl like me to stay away from someone and then
expect her not to fuck him senseless for the pure principal of it all.
Just when I was thinking this, I realized that Casten is really close to me again
and had set his beer down allowing his hands to be free.
So what did I do? I grabbed him by his bare shoulders and pulled those soft lips to
mine. And, oh, was his mouth soft, and his lips were warm, and the stubble on his
face was coarse and he tasted like beer mixed with mint. I’m all for this kissing
so I ran my tongue along his lower lip and his mouth opened, his tongue meeting mine.
I felt his hand snake around my back and down until it was resting securely on my
ass and pulled my body into his. He was those same hard lines I felt before, soft
skin and oh damn , I’ve lost focus.
Before I could really attack him like I wanted, maybe test out those recliners I noticed
in the distance, Anna interrupted us.
“Hey, asshole, where’s the hard shit?”
Casten chuckled against my lips, his eyes opening but not moving from mine, and gave
Anna a grin. “Asshole?”
Anna tipped her cup at him.
“I’m a feisty drunk. Now,” she leaned into him completely comfortable with her proximity
between us, “how about the hard shit. I don’t want to remember a goddamn thing tomorrow
except that I had a good fucking time.”
“Well then, follow me ladies,” he tipped his head toward the kitchen and we followed.
By Anna saying she didn’t want to remember anything, none of us were sure to remember.
That’s just how it was when you partied with Anna. And I soon found out that’s how
you partied with the Riley family, too.
I really wanted to continue with the kissing and being alone with Casten but the party
ramped up a notch and, well, I had to keep up. By the time I looked around, there
were people everywhere. You could barely move inside the house.
It started when the stove had caught on fire at some point, no doubt by Rosa. Casten
got the fire put out fairly quickly.
The carpet caught on fire, too. No one but Cole knew how and he refused to tell anyone.
I wasn’t exactly comfortable seeing it, but people were literally having sex everywhere.
Most kept it in bedrooms but there was the occasional instance where I’d walk around
the corner and see people fucking up against a wall or outside in the lounge chairs.
I saw more tits and dick at their party than I ever cared to see. It was like the
filming of some porno.
When Casten noticed, he’d yell at them to find a room, not his or his parents, but
to do it in a more private place.
I’ve been to parties before. Many parties, but nothing like this.
I’m sure Sway wouldn’t have appreciated this, but Cole and Casten had a fashion show
with her clothes. And Nathan filmed it without Casten’s knowledge. When he found out,
Cole had to separate Nathan and Casten. I didn’t really think of Casten as an aggressive
guy but certain things pissed him off and he wasn’t at all afraid to let you know
it when it happened.
They had inflatable bounce houses and couches setup outside with a stage. An actual
stage.
As they were setting up, Casten led me outside and I thought maybe this was our chance
to be alone. But no, Nathan, his friend, followed us to the field.
“What are we doing?” I held onto Casten’s arm trying not to trip on the uneven ground.
“Grape jelly.”
“What?”
I kept in step with Casten as we walked, Nathan right beside us, walking and talking,
telling me about everything they had planned for the night.
Nathan was a trip. Wavy blonde hair, brown eyes, tall and slender and talkative. He
had a story for everything and if you weren’t talking, he was. I don’t think he liked
silence. I noticed and told Casten he was wrong about his friends not being annoying.
He looked at me, still walking, and then at Nathan. “He talks in his sleep, too.”
Nathan ignored the both
expect her not to fuck him senseless for the pure principal of it all.
Just when I was thinking this, I realized that Casten is really close to me again
and had set his beer down allowing his hands to be free.
So what did I do? I grabbed him by his bare shoulders and pulled those soft lips to
mine. And, oh, was his mouth soft, and his lips were warm, and the stubble on his
face was coarse and he tasted like beer mixed with mint. I’m all for this kissing
so I ran my tongue along his lower lip and his mouth opened, his tongue meeting mine.
I felt his hand snake around my back and down until it was resting securely on my
ass and pulled my body into his. He was those same hard lines I felt before, soft
skin and oh damn , I’ve lost focus.
Before I could really attack him like I wanted, maybe test out those recliners I noticed
in the distance, Anna interrupted us.
“Hey, asshole, where’s the hard shit?”
Casten chuckled against my lips, his eyes opening but not moving from mine, and gave
Anna a grin. “Asshole?”
Anna tipped her cup at him.
“I’m a feisty drunk. Now,” she leaned into him completely comfortable with her proximity
between us, “how about the hard shit. I don’t want to remember a goddamn thing tomorrow
except that I had a good fucking time.”
“Well then, follow me ladies,” he tipped his head toward the kitchen and we followed.
By Anna saying she didn’t want to remember anything, none of us were sure to remember.
That’s just how it was when you partied with Anna. And I soon found out that’s how
you partied with the Riley family, too.
I really wanted to continue with the kissing and being alone with Casten but the party
ramped up a notch and, well, I had to keep up. By the time I looked around, there
were people everywhere. You could barely move inside the house.
It started when the stove had caught on fire at some point, no doubt by Rosa. Casten
got the fire put out fairly quickly.
The carpet caught on fire, too. No one but Cole knew how and he refused to tell anyone.
I wasn’t exactly comfortable seeing it, but people were literally having sex everywhere.
Most kept it in bedrooms but there was the occasional instance where I’d walk around
the corner and see people fucking up against a wall or outside in the lounge chairs.
I saw more tits and dick at their party than I ever cared to see. It was like the
filming of some porno.
When Casten noticed, he’d yell at them to find a room, not his or his parents, but
to do it in a more private place.
I’ve been to parties before. Many parties, but nothing like this.
I’m sure Sway wouldn’t have appreciated this, but Cole and Casten had a fashion show
with her clothes. And Nathan filmed it without Casten’s knowledge. When he found out,
Cole had to separate Nathan and Casten. I didn’t really think of Casten as an aggressive
guy but certain things pissed him off and he wasn’t at all afraid to let you know
it when it happened.
They had inflatable bounce houses and couches setup outside with a stage. An actual
stage.
As they were setting up, Casten led me outside and I thought maybe this was our chance
to be alone. But no, Nathan, his friend, followed us to the field.
“What are we doing?” I held onto Casten’s arm trying not to trip on the uneven ground.
“Grape jelly.”
“What?”
I kept in step with Casten as we walked, Nathan right beside us, walking and talking,
telling me about everything they had planned for the night.
Nathan was a trip. Wavy blonde hair, brown eyes, tall and slender and talkative. He
had a story for everything and if you weren’t talking, he was. I don’t think he liked
silence. I noticed and told Casten he was wrong about his friends not being annoying.
He looked at me, still walking, and then at Nathan. “He talks in his sleep, too.”
Nathan ignored the both
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