Page 77 of Depraved Desires

Collin smirked at me as I passed it back to him. He was so different from his friends, but also the same. He had a darkness lurking beneath his skin too—one he hid all too well. Maybe that made him even more dangerous. The others were more up front about it. I knew what to expect with them. With Collin and Hunter…it was different.

I leaned back against the couch, the high already settling into my muscles and head. Everything seemed to slow around me as I stared at the wall straight ahead. My tongue darted out, wetting my chapped lips. I finally felt at ease. My blood roared within my ears while my body blocked everything else out. I could get used to feeling like this.

Collin passed the joint back to me, and I didn’t hesitate even though I should have. I took another long hit, reveling in the way it felt against my lungs before exhaling. The high grew stronger, causing my body to slacken. I felt weak, yet my eyes were hyper-fixated.

“Where is everyone?” I asked with a heavy tongue when I realized we were still alone.

“Out back. They’re probably fucking around in the pool. The weather is warmer today.” He offered me the joint again after hitting it, but I shook my head. My legs were already numb, and my fingertips tingled. If I took anymore, I’d be a fucking zombie.

I licked my lips again, hating how dry my mouth was, but didn’t want to move. Something brushed along the side of my face, and it took me a moment to realize it was Collin’s hand. I turned to look at him, my breath catching in my throat from how attractive he was.

He hurt you, too.

Even though my subconscious was right, I was too weak to fight against it. My thighs clenched as the high warmed my body from the inside out.

“Have you ever had sex on weed?” he questioned, moving his hand to thumb my bottom lip.

I shook my head.

He smiled in response before scooting closer to me. “You’re missing out.” His leg was right against mine as we sat side by side, the heat from his body pouring onto me. I was suddenly very aware of how close we were and every movement he made.

“Did you get me high so you could make a move?” I asked tiredly.

He snorted in response. “I’m not that much of an asshole.” His hand drifted to the side of my face where he proceeded to cradle it. Fuck. What was he doing to me?

When I didn’t show any obvious signs of discomfort, he leaned in, brushing his lips gently against mine. My eyes fluttered closed of their own accord as I welcomed his touch. My body hummed to life from the mere feel of him and electricity rippled through me. I parted my lips, wanting more. Which he was more than willing to give. He deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue through the small gap of my mouth.

The weed seemed to heighten everything. My head spun like I’d never been kissed before, and my pussy throbbed with want. He was playing a dangerous game. But I was playing one too. Myles wanted me. If someone else got to me first, he wouldn’t be too happy about that. With that thought in mine, I reached up, cradling his face with both hands and forced my lips against his more forcefully.

He groaned into my mouth, the sound only turning me on more. As good as this felt, it was about much more than pleasure for me. It was about revenge. I reached down, cupping his hard-on through his sweats. He gasped out in surprise, which I also took advantage of. I kissed him even harder, massaging his cock through his pants.

He broke off the kiss, breathing heavily as he stared at me with wild eyes. “I never thought I’d taste you again,” he murmured.

I clenched my legs together, needing the friction between them as much as I needed my next breath. “Let me taste you,” I whispered as I continued to rub him.

“Fuck,” he panted, dropping his hands from around my face. “I-I can’t.”

Frustration and determination snaked through me, creating a dangerous combination. He started this. Now, it was up to him to finish it. “Then I’ll take it,” I decided. “Just like you did to me.” Guilt flashed across his face, but I didn’t give a shit. He’d feel better in a few minutes.

I moved from the couch, dropping down between his legs. I hooked my fingers in his waistband before tugging his pants and boxers from his body. A bead of pre-cum coated his tip, showing me just how much he truly wanted this.

“You’re so fucking hard.” I breathed out. “Is that for me?”

He swallowed thickly but nodded. A smile graced the corners of my mouth and I waisted no time, fisting him in my hand. I jerked him up and down slowly, making him hiss out. My eyes stayed locked on his as I lowered my mouth toward him, swiping my tongue across the white bead of cum at his tip. He trembled beneath my touch, letting me know I held all the power now.

“Fuck,” he hissed out when I licked him again, toying with him. “P-please Aspen.” The sound of him begging only caused the ache between my legs to expand. Finally, I sucked him into my mouth, sinking all of the way down to the hilt where I stilled. His hand immediately wound in my hair, a loud moan fluttering from him.

I used one hand to cup his balls, rolling them between my fingers. He shuddered again and I watched as his eyes rolled intothe back of his head. Slowly, I started bobbing my head up and down while playing with his balls.

“Oh,fuck!” His grip on my hair tightened, causing my scalp to burn, but the pain only urged me on. My cheeks hollowed out and I started sucking him harder with intent. “Yes, baby. Just like that,” he moaned, panting wildly as he started moving his hips to thrust up into my mouth. My eyes watered from the onslaught, but it didn’t deter me. His dirty words only made me want to do it that much more.

The back door opening and closing sounded through the room, making the boy beneath me tense. He released me immediately and tried to pull me off of him, but I clamped down harder in refusal.

“Fuck, Aspen. Stop.” His words said one thing, but the way his body started trembling told an entirely different story. I moaned around his cock, licking, sucking, kissing, and then took him all the way back down my throat again. His breathing labored and he tensed beneath me. I didn’t miss the way his balls tightened in my grasp right before his hot seed coated my tongue.

I could feel their presence without even needing to look. But fuck them. I sucked off every last drop in a slow, deliberate manner before rising to my feet.

Collin quickly scrambled to pull his pants up, his face flushed from what just occurred. I spared a glance at the three boys who had just walked into the living room. As usual, Foster’s expression was blank. Hunter looked like he was annoyed, and Myles…he looked like he wanted to carve me up again.

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