Page 26 of All of My Life

“You still didn’t answer the question, Chasin,” I said. “What am I supposed to be doing while you’re going to college?”

“Whatever the fuck you want,” he answered. “What’s so complicated about that?”

God, what a question.

“With what?” I asked incredulously. “I have nothing, Chasin. I have no money, no plans for my future, no anything.”

Chasin reached out, grabbed my chin by his fingers, then squeezed. “You have me,” he bit out. “You have me, Jett.”

I wanted to cry.

I wanted to scream.

I wanted to disappear.

I couldn’t do this and not tell Chasin the truth. It’d be unfair for me to allow him to take on a responsibility that he wasn’t aware of. No matter where Chasin went to college, his future was here, and I couldn’t see myself working and raising a family in this city. I wanted my parents to have nothing to do with my future children, and living in the same city would make that virtually impossible. Telling Chasin the truth was the only way to end this thing between us; he’d never choose me over his family’s legacy.

Never.

I jerked my head out of his hold. “I have something that I need to tell you,” I said, taking in a deep breath, prepared to say the words that I’d never spoken to another human being before.

“Unless it’s to tell me that you’re going to California with me, then I don’t want to hear it,” he snapped, angry all over again because that’s what we did to each other.

“Chasin-”

The sound of his seat sliding back cut me off. This was what Chasin and I did when our emotions were too much to deal with maturely; we fought or fucked. We didn’t know any other way, despite Chasin’s confession that things had changed for him. This was why we were toxic. This was why we would never work. We didn’t know how to work.

“Sit,” he ordered, not caring that my body might still be sore.

However, it was time to change the narrative if I had any hopes of making it out of this with some sense left. So, instead of removing my panties and sitting on his face, I reached for his jeans. Up until now, I hadn’t ever taken Chasin into my mouth, something that he’d never asked for. I wasn’t sure why, but my pleasure was Chasin’s pleasure, so our times together had always been about me and what drove me crazy. So, it was time to return the favor, even though I might not know what I was doing.

“I told you to come sit on my face, Jett,” he said as I reached inside his boxers to free his hardness. “What are you doing?”

Before he could stop me or I lost the nerve, I leaned over, then took him into my mouth. Chasin was hard and hot against my tongue, and his dick felt like soft silk gliding across my lips. I couldn’t get all of him into my mouth, so I held the base in my hand, controlling the measured movements.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” he hissed has his hands tangled themselves in my hair. “Fuck, Jett…” His voice hitched as the head of his dick hit the back of my throat. “Fuck, baby…what are you doing?”

Hearing Chasin come undone was an aphrodisiac that I hadn’t anticipated. His moans convinced me that I was doing a good job, and when his hips started to move, that’s when things really got dirty. I’d never done this before, but I was soaked with how sexy I felt right now. For once, I felt in control, and it felt good.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” he kept chanting. “Your mouth feels so fucking good, baby.”

I used my hand to help me pleasure his entire length, and the pornographic noises that we were both making filled his car. My mouth was a slobbering mess, and Chasin was calling me names, and all of it together made for the perfect symphony for what we were doing.

“You like that, Jett?” he grunted. “You like sucking my cock? You like my dick in your mouth?” I moaned around his length, giving him my answer. “Then you better finish what you started.”

I knew what that meant.

“You better swallow every last fucking drop, baby,” he demanded. “If not, the next time, I’ll cum on that pretty face of yours.”

Almost dizzy with how needy I felt, I worked Chasin with everything that I had, and when I felt the head of his dick expand in my mouth, his precum hitting the back of my throat, I got ready for the finale. With Chasin’s hands pulling at my hair, he finally unloaded in my mouth, and I did my best to swallow his release, something that I’d never imagined myself doing with this boy.

When Chasin’s body finally started to relax and there was nothing left to give me, I slid my mouth off his dick, sitting up to look at him. With his chest heaving and eyes closed, he looked like he might pass out into the deepest of sleeps. However, when his blue eyes snapped open, he didn’t look tired at all.

He looked like I was going to pay for that.

“Did you like sucking my dick?” he asked crudely.

I nodded. “Yes, I did,” I answered honestly.

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