Page 16 of Her Wicked Knights
"No guy has ever turned me down when I've got to my knees for them."
I feel the blush creep across my cheeks, uncomfortable at the thought of my best friend's promiscuity. She's made no qualms about being sexually liberated, and I couldn’t care less what she does as long as she does it willingly. But hearing about it? That's another thing entirely.
"Oh, come on, you prude." She laughs. "You know how empowering sex is, right? I mean, you and Jake have been together forever. Surely you've..."
She cuts off when she sees me shake my head. Forever? It’s been a few months. Of course we haven’t gotten that far yet.
"You never—?" She clears her throat and turns to face me, crossing the room in a few strides. "Marley, are you avirgin?"
"Oh my god," I mutter, dragging a pillow over my face. "I can't have this conversation."
My words are muffled, but it doesn't matter, since Audrey's not going to let it rest anyway. "Is Jake a virgin too?"
"Yes!" I squeak into the pillow moments before she pries it from my fingers and throws it across the room.
"Oh my god. You're a virgin?" She shakes her head. "I shouldn't be so surprised, but I just figured you guys had been together for a while—"
"Please, stop." I groan, pressing the backs of my hands to my burning cheeks to try and cool them a bit.
"What's the furthest you've ever gone?"
I mime zipping my lips, making it clear that I'm not going to say anything more about it. But Audrey grabs my wrists, making it clear she isn't going to let any of this go. "Oral?"
I shake my head and take a minute before meeting her wide eyes, full of shock and disbelief. "Not giving or receiving?"
I shake my head fervently. "God, no,"
"You're such a damn prude." She laughs. "Trust me, oral is life-changing. It's probably the only way you'll ever be able to orgasm— other than with a vibrator." She pauses, her eyes narrowing on me. "You do have one of those, right?"
"No!" I snap, shocked by the suggestion. Where the hell would I have got a vibrator?
"Oh my god." She deadpans, staring blankly at me as something slides into place in her head. "You've never had an orgasm."
I could sink right through the center of my bed and be swallowed up by the floorboards, as embarrassed as I am, but I shake my head a little, confirming her suspicion.
"No wonder you're so prudish! You just haven't learned yet how magical sex can be. It feels really good if you're doing it right. I mean, what does Jake do foryouwhen you're hooking up?"
I open my mouth and promptly close it, not wanting to tell her that he doesn't really do anythingfor me.He does stuff to me, and it feels good, I guess, but he seems to enjoy it more than me. I thought that was just how it was for the girl.
"Oh, my sweet summer child," Audrey laughs. "You have so much to learn."
10
Colton
EverytimeIseeher, I regret not taking things further than I did. And I know I shouldn't. Ishouldregret violating her, betraying her. I should feel bad about touching her without her consent, but I fucking don't. I want all of her, and if the only way to have that is when she's asleep, then I can't feel too bad about it. Maybe if I had just done it, I could get her out of my system. And I need her out of my system. I can't think, can't focus, can't fucking breathe around the need that chokes everything inside of me. It's why I don't notice Jake's passing the ball off to Chase Dunn until his hands grab it out of the air, and he tucks it into his arm, running down the field. I'm probably the last person to have noticed despite being the one who's supposed to be offering him coverage. Tommy Cruz is practically on him before I've even gotten my feet to move. That, at least, is an advantage. Nobody is looking my way as I break off, skirting the crowd running ahead of me until I emerge between them and the goalpost.
Chase glances up, surveying his options, and notices me. His hand is in the air when someone from the other team, Triple Falls High, drags him to the ground. The ball slips from hishands, and the shrill sound of a whistle cutting through the air halts the people who were diving for the ball.
"Serenity's here with a first down."
The roar of the opposing team's fans is deafening as we hustle to take formation. They've got possession of the ball, and the glaring red numbers on the scoreboard above the field show me we're down by nine. A touchdown and a field goal can tie us up if we can get it together, and then we can rally in overtime.
Sweat stings my eyes as I look from the scoreboard to the stands, searching her out. She stands alone on the third row, her hands cupped around her mouth as she screams. For Jake.
The whistle blows and I take off toward the quarterback, my eyes on his arm as he plans out the best move. The rage in my veins boils over when he passes the ball to one of the players behind him. Fucking pussy, afraid to fumble.
I'm on the other guy before he can even take two steps, dragging him to the ground as the whistle blows shrill. "Number thirty two goes down, stopped by Serenity's number twenty three, Colton Hayes."
