Page 20 of Destroying Everleigh

Is your family there?

Nope.

You going to let him fuck you?

I bristled at that, alarm bells resounding through my skull.

What the hell, Ashton? NO!

Just checking. Would be kind of hot, though.

I swallowed thickly, not bothering to reply this time. Was he screwing with me? The only person I’ve ever been intimate with was Ash. I’d never even really considered being with someoneelse, but with that last text he sent, it made it kind of impossible not to.

“You good?” Jameson asked from beside me, making me startle.

I sucked in a sharp breath, not sure whether I should tell him or not. But I’d be surprised if Ash didn’t tell him himself considering they told each othereverything.“He asked if I was going to fuck you and then said it would be hot.”

Jameson snorted, shaking his head. “That’s Ash for you. He’s always had a bit of a ‘sharing’ kink.”

I mulled that over for a few moments. “Have you guys shared in the past?”

He shook his head. “Nah. I’d only ever been with one girl before you guys started dating. But me and Kash shared sometimes before he got with Crystal.”

I nodded, unsure of what to say to that and turned my attention to the movie again. My heart was racing after my conversation with Ashton, and with what Jameson had said afterwards. A vivid image entered my mind. One of Jameson sliding in and out of me while Ash stroked himself to it. Fuck. And Kash. What would it be like to be fucked by him, too? Three sexy guys. But I shoved the thought out of my mind as quickly as it had come, knowing it would complicate shit. Things were fine the way they were. Jameson and Kash both ran through girls faster than anything and never paid them another thought. These guys were my friends, and it would kill me if they treated me like that. I wasn’t naïve enough to think it wouldn’t alter our friendship.

So, I stopped thinking about it, and nestled into Jameson’s arm, reveling in the warmth his body provided. Kash was with Crystal, Jamie was a wild card, and Ashton was my boyfriend. It could stay that way. As long as I didn’t lose them.

After dinner that night, I made my way upstairs and took a quick shower before drifting into my bedroom for the night. I was about to turn off the light when a thud sounded from outside my bedroom window. My heart palpitated as I stared, the horror movie from earlier still getting under my skin. This was why I hated scary things. It messed with my head for days, or even weeks, afterwards.

When Ashton’s head came into view, a breath of relief fluttered past my lips. I’d already forgotten he planned on visiting me tonight. He pushed open the window and crawled inside, ducking so he didn’t hit his head. His feet made contact with the polished wood and then he straightened his posture, turning to shove the window back in its rightful place.

“You scared me, asshole,” I accused.

He shot me a smirk, but didn’t say anything. Instead, he walked toward me, pulling me flush against his body. “Fuck. You smell so good.”

Wrapping my arms around him, I buried my face into his pecks. He was freakishly tall, or maybe, I was just freakishly short. But I loved that I fit perfectly into his frame. Like a missing puzzle piece.

He shifted, moving his hand to lift my chin with the crook of his finger. Heat was blazing in those gray eyes of his and my legs were wobbling with desire. All day I’ve thought about Jameson and how he’d acted when we watched that movie. I’ve been friends with him for two years, and not once has he acted that way around me. Even if it was just because there was a naked girlon screen, there was no denying the way he’d tugged me against him, stroking his fingers along my bare side absently.

Ashton leaned down, placing his lips against mine. I still couldn’t believe that Ashton had a sharing kink. Anytime someone flirted with me at school, Ash warned them off me. Maybe he just wanted to share only with his friends.

As if sensing where my train of thought had gone, he pulled back, searching my gaze for a moment. “Jamie turn you on that bad, huh?” he teased.

I rolled my eyes. “No. He was acting weird today. Like…touching me more and wouldn’t let me get up.” I forced a laugh, but I was trying to understand it. It was almost as if he wanted me there for the sex scene. A chill swept through me at the thought.

He gave me a sheepish smile. “That might be my fault. I might have mentioned how hot it would be to have them fuck you in front of me. Kash won’t because of Crystal, but Jameson seemed interested in the idea.”

Shock punched through me, my head reeling at what he’d just said. It kind of made me feel cheap at the same time though. Someone for them to fuck because it would be hot, but then I’d be discarded like trash, and we’d go back to things like it never happened. I wasn’t the type of girl to have meaningless sex. Itmeantsomething to me.

I took a step back and moved to sit on the edge of my bed, knowing that if I didn’t, there was a chance my clumsy ass would trip with how weak my knees had become.

“You don’t want to.” It wasn’t a question. He could read me pretty well.

I sighed, glancing up at him. “You’re the only person I’ve ever been with.” I shrugged. “Maybe that means something to me. Plus, it would probably make things weird between me and Jameson if I did anything like that with him.”

“It wouldn’t. Jameson loves you. Maybe not like I do, but you’re one of his closest friends. If you didn’t mean anything to him, he wouldn’t come here all the time.”

I mulled that over for a minute before shaking my head. “I don’t think I’d ever be able to look at him the same way again.” I snorted. “Even if he didn’t make things weird, I might. Things are fine the way they are, right?”

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