Page 136 of Scrimmage

“Another round of shots, peasant!” she shouts at me. “Last one before midnight.”

Penny holds hers up. “To the Cunts of the Century!”

“Another year with you is another year in paradise, hoe!” Ashland responds. They toss back the shots as the countdown for one minute begins.

“Lexiiiiii!” Ash slurs.

He pulls away from the girl he’s currently lip locked with and wiggles his eyebrows at Ashland. She stumbles over into his arms and he laughs, almost tipping over with the unexpected weight.

“Ashy!” he drawls out.

“Fuckin’ midnight. Gonna kiss me?” She grins.

Fuck no.

He puts his hand to his chest. “I would be honored, except I have my eyes on that blonde over there.”

“Boo." She sticks her tongue out and grabs Penny. “Guess you’ll be the first one, bitch.”

Penny stares straight past her. “Sorry, hoe. I’m getting laid tonight.” Then she pushes her away, twirling her hair at some guy motioning for her to come to him.

Ashland stands to the side pouting.

Barnes slides in. “What about me, Ashland?”

Ten.

“Ya know, we never picked up where we left off at that football party earlier this year,” he continues, pleading his case.

Nine.

Troy intervenes. “He kisses like a grandma. Let me do it right.”

Eight.

“How would you know?” Ashland giggles.

Seven.

Troy’s face turns red.

Six.

“He’s always trying to kiss me in the locker room. Can’t get enough of these lips,” Barnes snorts.

Five. I’m not letting her kiss any of them.

Four. Her teal eyes flick to me.

Three. I shove the two idiots aside and step into her.

Two. My fingers intertwine with the hair at the base of her neck, and I tilt her face up toward me.

“You and me, baby girl. Happy fucking New Year.”

I don’t give her a chance to protest. I smash my lips to hers. I’m pretty fucking drunk. I know that. She taste so goddamn good—like sin. I’m an addict, and I’ve just gotten my first hit in weeks. No wonder I’ve been losing my fucking mind.

I shove her against the bar top, trapping her there. She kisses me back, and she doesn’t stop. I’m fucking possessed with need. Over a month of pent up sexual frustration is pouring out of me. I lightly squeeze her neck making her moan into my mouth.

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