Page 16 of Nightmare

I grind my dick into her ass to show her exactly what her kiss did to me, and she snakes her arm up behind her to wrap around my neck and digs her nails into me in response. I feel like I’m going to fucking explode as I glide my hands down to her hips and give her a hard squeeze.

Minutes or hours or days pass as our bodies move together to the music. By the time another couple of songs have passed, Olivia is pulling out from under the grip of my heavy hands and spinning to face me.

“Drink?” She asks, her emerald eyes search my blue ones. I give her a nod when words don’t form in my mind.

We head to the bar, grab a couple drinks, then make our way back out onto the patio to join our friends.

We find them still standing against the wall they were occupying when we went to dance, laughing and having a good time.

I’ve downed half my beer by the time Olivia’s friend addresses her, “So, Liv, the guys were thinking we would all move this little party back to their place,” Her eyebrows move up and down suggestively, oblivious to the fact I can also see her. “What do you think?”

Olivia laughs, taking a long drag off her own bottle of beer, “Whatever you want, Summer girl.”

Her friend smirks, her eyes zeroed in on Olivia as if she’s reading her like a book – like they’re communicating through the silence.

I glance at my friends, who are smoking cigarettes and smirking at the exchange happening in front of us. I can’t help but chuckle a little when I do the math, because there’s only two girls and three of us.

This is gonna be interesting.

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Olivia,Mac and I are sitting on the little patio at Jax and I’s apartment, waiting for Summer and Jax to come back out with the bottle of rum they went to find in the kitchen. Olivia’s legs are crossed in front of her, concealing any chance I’ll get to peek up her skirt, and Mac is smoking yet another blunt from the sofa he sits on across from us.

“You live here in the city, Olivia?” Mac asks her on an exhale.

She nods, “I do now,” A smile cuts across her pretty face, “I just moved back from California today.”

“Damn,” I comment, “Why’d you leave the Golden State?”

She eyes me, “I grew up here, born and raised. I missed the city.”

I nod, thinking it over, because I would miss the city too if I was away from it for too long. Can’t help but wonder what it’s like to live in California though.Probably real fucking sunny.

I’m a little drunk. And I realize I didn’t actually respond to anything she just said.

I lean forward and hold a hand towards Mac, who passes me the blunt and I take a long drag before sitting back against the sofa.

Olivia holds her hand out towards me, a silent request for the blunt, so I pass it to her. As she’s wrapping her delicious lips around it, Jax and Summer come stomping through the patio doors, slamming them behind them.

“So, blondie here had a great idea.” Jax announces as he drops the bottle of rum onto the table between us, depositing a few shot glasses next to it.

Olivia snorts next to me, like she knows exactly what’s coming next.

Jax plops himself down on the sofa next to Mac and pulls Summer down onto his lap then claps his hands down on her thighs, “Truth or dare.”

Mac laughs, “Are we fifteen?”

I laugh, eyeing Olivia next to me who’s hogging the blunt and puffing away with a smirk on her face. I get the feeling Summer suggests this game a lot.

“Yes, Malcolm,” Summer answers, “Tonight, we are fifteen.”

I snort, grabbing the bottle of beer I have been balancing on my thigh for the last half hour and taking a sip.

Summer shuffles herself down further onto Jax’s lap and flashes a smile at our little circle, “You do the truth or dare that you’re given, or you take a shot.”

Jax is grinning from behind the curtain of blonde hair masking his face, like he’s the smartest bastard that was ever born. “Alright, Summer, your idea so you ask whoever you want first.”

Olivia sits back in her seat, throwing her booted feet up onto the table in front of us, eyeing her friend and sending some sort of telepathic thoughts across the room, so I sit back and relax as well. I’m sure I’m safe, Summer isn’t interested in me.

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