Page 20 of The Rowdy Ones
Something moves beneath me and I panic. What the fuck? Is that a person? Did I bring Lila or Maxton home with me last night?
With the shades pulled and the sun not up yet, it’s too dark to tell. Whoever they are, I’ve pinned them beneath me. I fight past the pounding in my head to at least figure out if it’s a man or a woman in my bed. Shifting my hips, my legs rub against smooth, slender ones, and I know immediately they’re not male legs.
At least I didn’t do something stupid like have sex with Wild.
Gingerly, I slide off the person, on my side. I paw at them in the dim light, trying to make sense of who they are. Chaotic long hair covers my pillow. So it was Lila after all. Did we even get to have sex or did I pass out? I blacked the fuck out and can’t remember shit.
I could fuck her again and actually enjoy it this time…
My cock flags and I groan. If I couldn’t get it up for her last night, I could blame the alcohol. What’s my excuse now? Sorry, Lila, you’re cute but not cute enough to keep my dick hard. Fucking embarrassing.
She makes a soft, sweet sound and her ass bumps my cock. Because I’m too curious, I reach down and caress it. Her ass is definitely nice. And my cock is awake again. Make up your mind.
I hope she doesn’t try to kiss me. My mouth tastes like dog shit. I’ve never actually tasted it, but I can only imagine.
Lila shivers and I notice the temperature in the RV is really cool. No wonder she was trying to snuggle up to me. I’m just a warm body.
God, I really hate that I took her home and can’t remember shit about it.
If only my head would stop fucking hurting.
Because I’m not an asshole, I wrap an arm around Lila and pull her back to my chest. This is probably giving her the wrong impression, but at least I won’t feel like a dick.
With my nose in her hair, I inhale the sweet scent. She smells nice. I wonder if she has to take her fake lashes off and wash them. It still kind of freaks me out she glued them to her eyelids.
What happened last night?
I was having a decent time talking to her and Maxton. There was a competition in my head over which of them had a nicer mouth. Maxton’s lips were sexier.
And then I thought about Destiny’s.
Why the hell would I do that anyway?
Today I’m going to have to apologize to her and do something to make up for how I acted. Obviously, I’m so wrecked over her lately that she’s seeping into my every thought.
Go back to sleep, Rowdy.
You can think about this shit when your headache’s gone.
That feels good.
Fuck, yes.
Almost there…
I squeeze my hand around a soft, perky tit, rubbing my thumb over her nipple. My cock grinds against her ass, aching for release. Maybe I can keep it up after all. Without putting too much thought into it, I tug at her panties, getting them down far enough to grant me access.
She grabs my wrist, stopping me. “Rowdy.”
I freeze, wondering why her voice sounds all wrong. My cock throbs and I jerk my hips, letting her feel, against the crack of her ass, that I’m finally fucking aroused.
“You have to stop,” she chokes out, voice small and afraid.
Afraid?
“Lila…”
She stiffens. “Who?”
