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His eyes are devouring every inch of my shaking body. Leaning down, he takes his tongue and slides it on top of my soaked panties...from the bottom to the top.

Smiling up at me he asks, “You want me to fuck your little pussy with my tongue?” I gasped at his words.

“Fuck yes,” is all I can manage to get out. He gives me a devilish smile and moves my panties to the side exposing my wetness to him.

“Oh, baby girl, look how wet you are for me. So pretty.” My entire body hums in small earthquakes at his words and the gaze he is giving my trembling center. He bends down and drags his tongue up my slit. Electricity shoots through me.

“AHHH, fuuuck...” I say in response to the sensation.

I feel his finger enter me as he sucks on my clit, moving in and out of me at a slow pace. I moan in ecstasy with every strokeas he enters me. He pulls his finger out and looks up at me. Taking his dripping finger, he places it in his mouth and sucks it clean.

“Oh, baby girl, I could drink a gallon of you. So, fucking sweet.” He goes back down, more aggressively this time. His tongue thrusts deeply into me. Shock waves travel through my spine. Something is happening.

It feels fucking amazing! His finger continues to rub fast little circles on my clit. I hear him groaning with every lick and taste of my cum. I can feel something charging deep inside me. Some kind of fire that starts to burn deep in my core.

My muscles start to tense and tremble. The pleasure is all consuming. Omg, I feel it. That rush of lightning, tearing through my aching body and sending my head into a pure euphoric state. I scream as I release, my ears ring and heart pounds. I feel as if I am being reborn from the touch of this man.

“Yes, baby girl, come for me.” I grab his hair and rub my heat deeper onto his tongue. Fireworks fly all over my body with pure ecstasy. I can feel a tear roll down my face from the intensity of my emotions and the physical pleasure that is surging through my quaking body. Its pure fucking heaven. I scream his name as my body bursts and crumbles around me.

“What the fuck, Eli!” A girl yells from inside his doorway. He quickly jerks his head in her direction as she starts to run towards the bed. Her eyes are on me, as if she is ready to rip me limb from limb. Jumping off the bed, he catches her and wraps his arms around her waist.

“Who the fuck is this bitch!” She yells, tearing at his skin. Her eyes are filled with rage, tears are streaming down her mascara-soaked face.

“Calm the fuck down Ashley!” he yells back at her. I quickly grabbed my bra and thong putting them on, thenthrew on my sweater, gathering my shorts off the floor running towards his door.

He has her on the ground now, holding her down. She is kicking and screaming. He yells out my name, but the pounding in my ears is drowning everything out. Everything is spinning. Tears start to swell inside my eyes as I throw on the rest of my clothes as I stumble down the hallway towards the marble staircase. Running down the stairs, I head to Jenny, grabbing her.

“We need to leave now!” Sensing my panic and tears, she nods. No questions need to be asked. She quickly kisses Dane on the lips as we both turn and make our way out of the house.

CHAPTER 7

JENNY

Dane and I are cuddling on the couch as I see Brook come flying down the stairs towards us, tears falling from her eyes.

In a rush of panic, I sat straight up, “We need to leave right now!” She yells from over the blaring music. Giving her a quick nod, I turned to Dane and gave him a quick kiss on his lips.

“I will text you.” He gives me a worried look, then nods at me as Brook, and I make our way out of the mansion and down the heated marble driveway to my car.

What the fuck happened?I think to myself, as her and I throw ourselves into the car. I peeled out of the driveway and started to head down the winding hill and out of the open large metal gates.

“Brook, what happened?” I ask, as she just numbly stares out of my window, tears glistening on her pale skin. I grip the wheel tighter with my knuckles when she doesn’t reply. I have a million thoughts running through my mind.

Did someone touch her? Did some girl try to mess with her?

I could kill her for not responding to me. Letting me sit here in my thoughts as she just keeps her head leaned on the window.

Maybe she is just super drunk and has no idea why she is upset.

My thoughts continue to race. I decided to turn up the music since I would rather not sit in silence, ‘cause I know I am not getting anything out of her tonight.Routines In the Nightby Twenty-One Pilots starts to play through the speakers.

The drive home seems longer than normal. I could hardly focus on the road, due to one too many drinks. I wanted to stay, but with the fear in her eyes, I knew that was not an option. I drove at least ten under the speed limit to make sure I would get us home as safely as possible. I can hear my phone beeping at me. Dane’s texts have littered my phone. I am sure he is not pleased with me driving home with alcohol in my system.

We reached the university parking lot around three-thirty AM. Once I park, Brook doesn’t say a word and just gets out, slamming the door behind her and making her way through the grass courtyard to the dorms. I sit there and watch her enter the double doors, then grab my phone, calling Dane.

RING, RING. “Hey, Dollface,” I hear his deep voice answer on the second ring. “You guys make it home okay?” I can feel my eyes start to burn, my anxiety rising.

“Yeah,” I say in a weak, shaky voice.

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