Page 105 of Another Love, Another Time
“Sure. Let me grab Logan, and we’ll have your tent up in no time.”
I quickly find Logan. We set their tent up, and then Logan goes back to his on-again-off-again girlfriend. I help a few more people with setting up. There are a lot more people here than I expected. Logan’s field is filled. All my friends are here. The party has started, and you can tell people are feeling the buzz.
I walk over to one of the many coolers and grab a beer. I brought some, but I don’t want to go all the way back to my tent. I’ll moveit closer later. I find a seat close to the bonfire, and I get pulled into a conversation about this year’s baseball season.
Pretty soon, the guys are pulling out the bottles of the hard stuff. I wasn’t planning on taking shots, but they’re twisting my arm. Then, they want to do another. And another. I’m feeling truly good and drunk.
Later, I’m leaning against a truck when Melissa approaches me with tears in her eyes. I saw her earlier when she first arrived. She and her boyfriend were setting up their tent.
I’m not sure why she’s crying. I try to stand straight. “Melissa, why are you crying?” I hiccup. I’ve seen Melissa drunk before. Crying is normal for her.
“I just caught Brad kissing Jackie.” She starts sobbing and throws her arms around me. I stumble back into the truck. I don’t know what else to do, so I comfort her while she cries. I hear her mumble something, but I can’t make it out.
I lean back. “What did you say?”
“Now I don’t have anywhere to sleep.”
“Don’t any of your friends have room?”
“No. Most of them brought smaller tents or are sleeping with a guy. I don’t have anywhere to sleep.” She starts crying again.
She’s right; people are dropping like flies. There’s probably no one she can stay with. I look at the remaining crowd. Everyone either looks like they are about to hook up, or I wouldn’t trust them with Melissa. I don’t want to leave her out here. I had planned on River being here, so I brought extra blankets. I know River wouldn’t like this, but my mom would kick my butt if I just left her out here with no place to sleep. I’m ready to go pass out from exhaustion anyway. I pat her shoulder and step back.
“Come with me. I have room in my tent. River was supposed to come, so I have extra blankets.” I’m glad I brought extra so we don’t have to share.
She follows me back to my tent. At least I know no one will take advantage of her if she’s in here with me. I unzip the tent, let her crawl in, and crawl in after. I have the extra blankets and pillow in the corner. It’s a two-person tent, so there’s enough space for both of us.
I’m in my basketball shorts and T-shirt. Normally, I sleep in my underwear, but not with Melissa. I crawl under my blankets, turn on my phone flashlight so she can see to put down the blankets, and wait for her to get situated.
The alcohol is starting to hit me, and I know it won’t take long before I’m out. As I’m shutting the flashlight off, I get a text from River telling me, “Good night.” I tell her, “Sweet dreams,” and close my eyes. As I’m about to doze off, I hear Melissa crying.
“Hey, it’s going to be okay,” I say, trying to soothe her.
“How would you know, Auggie? You never have to worry about someone not wanting you. I can’t even keep a boyfriend. Nobody wants me.”
I feel bad. “You’ll find someone. You just need to be patient.”
“He would hardly touch me. Am I that disgusting?” she asks.
I roll over to face her. “Melissa, you are not disgusting. You have plenty of time to find someone worthy of you.”
“You are one of the good ones, Auggie. Thanks for letting me sleep in here. I don’t know what I would have done.”
I hum my response and slowly drift off, thinking about River and wishing she were here instead of Melissa.
“Does she know how much I love her? I hope she does,” I think before I’m out.
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I can smell River’s perfume at the same time I feel her grinding against my hard dick. When did River get here?
Something niggles in the back of my brain, but the next thing I know, I feel my shorts being tugged down. Soon, I feel her wet, warm mouth around my cock. It feels so good. I can’t find the strength to open my eyes.
I thrust, making her gag. I do it again because it feels so good. She keeps the cadence up, and just as I’m about to explode, she pulls off.
I groan River’s name in protest, but before I can do anything else, I feel a sensation I’ve never felt before. Alarm bells start going off when the moan doesn’t sound familiar.
My eyes pop open, and I see Melissa riding me. I immediately sit up and throw her off of me. Fuck. I must have been drunker than I thought. How could I have let this happen?
