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“Hey Pumpkin, nice work,” he says, nodding over to Clara, and my eyes widen.
“I didn’t do that, I wish, but it wasn’t me,” I tell him, and he tilts his head, looking at me.
“That’s not what I heard, but hey your hair looks great, you don’t look like a drowned rat like her.” He chuckles, and I cringe.
“Yeah, she didn’t do a very good job, and I worked my magic.” I say, and he smiles.
“Your dad doesn’t like me very much,” he whispers, and I choke on my drink.
“M-my dad?” I question, and he laughs.
“Yea, threatening me last night to stay away from you,” He says and I realize he’s talking about Jeremy and thinks he’s my dad. I’m just going to stick with that. I don’t need him questioning anything further.
“H-he’s just over protective. Ya know, daddy's little girl.” I laugh and he nods.
“Do you think he will let me take you out this week? I really want to spend time with you.” he says, and I nod.
“Yeah, it will be fine. When do you want to get together?” I ask, and he grins.
“What are you doing tonight?” He asks.
“Don’t judge me, but studying at the cemetery.” I tell him, bracing myself for him to think I’m a fucking weirdo.
“At the cemetery?” he asks, and I nod.
“It’s peaceful there, plus I’m used to studying with Quinn and you know…” I trail off as he grips my hand, bringing it to his lips, pressing them against my skin.
“I’m sorry about Quinn, I didn’t know her, but she was your best friend right?” he asks, and I nod. “It must really suck to lose someone that close to you,” he says, and I nod again.
“It is, so I sit at her grave and study, smoke a joint and talk to her. Does that make me weird?” I ask and he smiles.
“Not at all. If I lost my best friend I’d probably do the same and if not drown in a bottle of liquor.” he answers, making me smile.
“Alright, well I’ll be there. If you want to come hang you know where to find me.” I tell him, and he nods, kissing my cheek.
“I’ll see you tonight.” he says, getting up from his seat and heading over to where the rest of the football team is sitting. I take a deep breath and finish my lunch. The bell rings, and I get up, walking right past Clara and smirking. She growls but doesn’t make a move. I finish the rest of the day, go home and take a nap before heading to the cemetery for the evening.
A few hours later, I’m sitting at Quinn's grave with a bunch of candles lit and a lantern next to me as I study for my English exam tomorrow. Needing a break, I pull out a joint and spark it, taking a deep inhale. Vaughn texted me earlier, letting me know he will be here after practice. So while I wait, I update Quinn on everything going on.
“Girl, you should’ve seen Clara’s hair today. It was fucking terrible.” I laugh, taking another hit. “Whoever did it I bow down to them because the chop job they gave her along with shaving her brows. Fucking savage.” I chuckle, wishing so badly that she were here. We would’ve had jokes for days about this. “I hate that you are missing all the good shit. I could really use your thoughts on Vaughn as of right now. I don’t know how to feel or what to do, you were always the voice of reason. You could see through people. I’m the naive one.” I sigh, taking anotherhit. “I need my bestie now more than ever.” I whisper as I hear leaves crunching in the distance. I look towards the sound as I take another hit and see Vaughn coming my way with a blanket in one hand and a basket in the other. I raise my brow as he gets closer, and he trips over a root sticking out of the ground, making me chuckle.
“Oh, shit. That was embarrassing,” he says, and I laugh harder. “So you think it's funny, huh?” He laughs, setting his stuff down and tickling me. I giggle so hard as his hands tickle my sides, making me fall back against the grass. He climbs on top of me, settling between my legs, continuing to make me laugh so hard that tears fall from my eyes.
“Ok, ok. It’s not that funny,” I lie, and he stops, looking deep in my eyes, tilting his head.
“Liar,” he whispers and tickles me again. His hand brushes over my nipples, and I gasp as he presses his lips against mine and moans into my mouth. I swirl my tongue around his and feel his cock hardening against my thigh. I bring my arms up and wrap them around his neck, sinking my nails into his skin. He groans as his hands slide up beneath my t-shirt, rubbing his thumbs up and down my hard nipples. My hips slowly begin to rock against him as I suck his tongue into my mouth. He pulls away, lifting my shirt to look at my breasts. “May I?” He asks, and I nod as he pulls down my bra and takes a nipple into his mouth, flicking the hardened peak. I moan, rocking my hips faster, trying to get enough friction where I need it. He lifts his head as he continues to play with my nipples, reaching down between us and rubbing my pussy through my leggings. “Have you ever given head before?” He asks, and I moan as he applies more pressure before shaking my head.
“Have you ever eaten pussy before?” I ask, raising a brow, and he shakes his head.Interesting.
“You’re so beautiful, Charlee. And your mouth is like cotton candy wrapped in fruit roll-ups. I want to feel your lips on my cock. Would you do that for me?” he asks, and I smirk, sitting up. I lick my lips, and his eyes widen with lust.
“Only if you can make me cum first.” I counter and he swallows thickly.
“Please baby. Lemme just feel you for a minute and I’ll give you what you need,” he replies, and I nod. He stands quickly, undoing his jeans and taking his cock out. I almost giggle at the size. Jer is so much bigger. This thing in front of me is— I don’t even get to finish my thought before he’s shoving my face into his pelvis. I barely have the tip in my mouth before he’s groaning and cum dribbles against my lips.Are you fucking kidding me? He’s already done.I wipe my mouth and look up at him with a raised brow.
“I-I’m sorry. Give me like twenty and I’ll be ready to go again,” he stammers, and I shake my head, putting my breast back in my bra and pulling my shirt down. “You're just so gorgeous Charlee and I couldn’t help myself, that's how bad I want you.” He says, trying to justify his cumming like he’s never seen tits before. I get up without a word and gather my things.
“Well this was fun. See you at school.” I say, trying to get out of here as fast as I can.
