Page 51 of Afterglow
“It’s—”
“I never thought I’d see the day,” Zander says, unable to hold in his laugh. “You’re obsessed with her. I mean, seriously, when was the last time you had sex?”
My eyebrows furrow as I try to think. When was the last time I got laid? “I—Fuck. I don’t even remember,”
The three boys burst into laughter. “Wow,” Austin clapped. “Another reformed playboy in our friend group,”
I roll my eyes. “Austin you barely even make the cut for a playboy. You looked at Athena once and became a lovesick puppy.”
A pink hue covers Austin’s cheeks. “Are you blushing right now? What has Athena done to you?” I ask.
“Hey, I’m in love. Don’t knock it till you try it,”
“Don’t worry, Theo.” Zander says, patting my shoulder. “You’ll win your girl over eventually,”
My girl.
Yeah. I could get used to that.
***
The party is alive, music echoing from the lounge room while the spotlights flicker in time with the beat.
Julian agreed to host the first party of the season as long as nothing was trashed. His house is two stories and a pool takes up most of the space in the backyard. Julian said his grandparents left him the house as part of their will, but I think there is more to the story.
I split off from the others in search of a curly blonde-haired girl whose body is seared in my brain. With the amount of people, finding Jazmine could be a near impossible task. I head to the kitchen, grabbing a water bottle from the fridge. Turning around, I see Willow flirting with Logan.
“Willow!” she turns her head to me.
“Theo,” she says, a smirk plastered on her face. “Looking for someone in particular?”
I roll my eyes. “Do you know where she could be?”
“She and Athena went to the dance floor,”
“Okay. Thanks,” I turn on my heels, heading straight to the lounge room which has been changed into a dance floor for the night. After making my way through the swarms of people, I find Jaz and Athena.
“Hey, Theo.” Athena says, before rising on her toes to peer over my shoulder.
“Looking for your boyfriend?” She nods, excitement written all over her face. “I think he went to beer pong,”Athena shakes her head, leaving to find him. She waves to Jazmine, mouthing something before she leaves.
I let my gaze fall onto Jaz’s outfit. She changed. Jazmine is no longer wearing another guy’s jersey. No, this is even worse: she is wearingmine.Licking my lips, I move closer to her. “I see you changed,”
Jazmine’s eyes darken, desire evident by her enlarged pupils. “Oh, this. Yeah, some guy I know gets very jealous. I thought I would ease his peace of mind,”
My blood heats, rushing to my cock. She wore it for me. Fuck me. I’m not going to survive the night at this rate. I lean down, my hands resting on her hips. My thumbs draw small circles above her hip bone and over the jersey. I long to touch Jazmine's ivory skin to see how she will react.
I tug her closer to me. Our bodies clash and I lower my lips to the crevice between Jazmine's neck and head. My breath skates across her skin and I hear her breath hitch. Not letting my lips brush her skin, I move them against Jaz's ear.
“Is that so?” I murmur.
There is no space between us, as Jazmine's arms reach up to my neck. She tightens her grip on me and my heart surges. She wants me to remain this close to her. I can see Jaz's pulse hammering, as her breath reaches my skin.
I can’t believe my restraint is still intact. I’ve never wanted to taste someone this badly. It’s raw and feral, like a wild animal is rattling against my ribs, begging to get out and claim her.
Jazmine tilts her head back from my neck, leaving our lips inches away. My control is close to snapping the longer we remain still.
Jazmine and I jump when someone calls my name. Accidentally, I dig my hands into Jazmine’s hips, holding her tighter.
