Page 4 of The Fallen Ones

I sat down on Caleb’s sofa. The place was disgustingly small. A TV stood atop a wooden unit in the corner as it tried to cater to the room.

Is this how poor people lived?

I’d never been inside a house on this side of the tracks before. Family portraits and old fashioned ornaments adorned the room. The smell of musk hit my nostrils with each shuffle as I tried to get comfortable on the sofa. It was so low that my knees reached my stomach. Maybe my height had something to do with that. I was six-feet five after all. Although, Caleb was nearly the same height give half an inch.

“Shit your place is small.” I couldn’t help but vocalize my thoughts.

“Not all of us were born with a silver spoon up our asses like you, Adams.” Caleb rolled his eyes and threw himself back in the chair beside me. It swayed back from his weight.

“You’re home alone right?” I asked.

“What is this, Jace? Some kind of setup? Yeah, I’m alone. This is my house.”

“Quit with the paranoia. If it were anything like that do you really think I’d have stood outside for anyone looking out their window to see and parked my hundred thousand dollar Range Rover in your driveway? That old tree best not break and land on it, by the way.”

“It’s been up for years. That old tree isn’t going anywhere.” He rolled his eyes. “Enough about the tree, Jace. What do you want?”

“What did Lily tell you?”

“That you were being your usual douchebag self trying to get her to have sex with you, and you were pissed when she refused.”

“That’s not entirely true. Lily loves my fingers and the way I make her feel. She gets wet for me. I can still smell her right here.” I waved my fingers in the air.

“The way you treat girls is so wrong.” He sat forward and snarled at me. “I’ve known you since freshman year of high school. You’re a fucking prick.”

“Oh, come on, don’t tell me you’ve never jerked yourself off thinking about Lily, because we both know you have.” I ignored his jab about my past failed relationships.

Caleb looked to the ground in a desperate effort to avoid eye contact with me.

“I… she’s my friend,” he finally mumbled, his entire mood shifting. “That can’t change. She would never let it.”

“What if I told you I knew a way we could both get what we wanted?”

“What are you talking about?” He looked at me, his brows crinkled.

“We could share Lily.”

“I don’t need to share her. She’s my best friend and has been long before you came on the scene.” He rolled his eyes at me again, clearly not picking up what I was putting down.

“Not in a friendship way. What if I told you that my little idea would result in you buried balls deep in Lily’s sweet pussy? And trust me it’s delicious.” I teased the idea, unsure of what reaction I’d get from Caleb.

“You’re unhinged,” he snapped out.

“So unhinged that I’m willing to share my girl. To show her all the delights she’s been missing out on. To truly rid her of her deepest fear and free her over and over. Wouldn’t you want to do that for your best friend?” I push the thought further into his mind.

When he didn’t answer, I pushed it further.

“Smell her.” I stood and waved my fingers in front of his nostrils. “Inhaleourgirl. Go ahead, don’t be shy. It sounds good doesn’t it. Our girl?”

Fuck, I was desperate.

Caleb froze before leaning in to meet my fingers and inhaling.

“Smells sweet doesn’t she?” I asked in a low voice.

“She does.” Caleb nodded as he inhaled the sweet scent of Lily’s pussy from my fingers a second time. His Adam’s apple visibly bobbed. It was all the confirmation I needed.

“Then listen up. You’ve heard of the annual Halloween party over at Satan’s Hollow?” I dropped my hand away from his face, mentioning the mansion which housed some of the most elite students in the country. I was supposed to be part of it but had bailed to focus on my football career. These men were monsters. They didn’t fuck around. Anything that went down, they had their hands in it.

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