Page 1 of Make You Miss Me

Chapter One

Ashley

Nori Beach, North Carolina, is the calm to my normal New York City storm.Sitting on the breathtaking beach has me grateful for the time I get to spend here.

Luckily for me, every summer, when Lottie, the absolute best friend a girl could ask for, is forced to visit her god-awful grandmother, I get to come spend a few weeks with her in this awesome tiny beach town.

My childhood bestie is beautiful and fun but sometimes she doesn’t always know how to show it, which is what she has me for… the life of the fucking par-tay!

This past Tuesday, we met these hot guys while on the boardwalk. They were talking non-stop about this badass Halloween-themed summer party coming up. That piqued my interest, and when they mentioned it was an open house, I said, “Hell yes, sign us up!”

Luckily for us, the party wasn’t until this weekend, so that gave me plenty of time to design, shop, and piece together two sexy-as-sin Playboy Bunny outfits for me and my girl.

My love for fashion design began the summer my nana taught me to thread a needle and work her sewing machine, and it hasn’t wavered since. There is something about seeing my ideas and designs in real life that brings me such an accomplished feeling.

I was certainly excited to put something together for the two of us. And let’s be real, are you really living if you don’t dress up like you’re part of the “I love Hugh Hefner gang” at least once in your life?

Convincing Lottie to wear it was another story. Her curves in this outfit… I mean damn, if I wasn’t strictly dickly, I would totally do her.

She looks fucking hot! And once she saw how snatched her body looked in the outfit, her face lit up. You can see it in her eyes, the confidence she possesses in this costume with her banging body and gorgeous face. Lottie embodies her nickname to its fullest. Tig ’Ol Bitties aka Tig because her titties are always on full display, even when she tries to hide them.

I’m feeling like a little vixen myself with my freshly dyed blonde hair. It’s quite the drastic change from my natural brunette, but I love the way it makes my blue eyes pop.

Currently, my long hair is curled in loose beach waves, falling down my back. I didn’t go too heavy on my eye makeup because we wore fake lashes in true Playboy Bunny fashion. I threw on some lip stain and bronzer to complete my look. Thanks to my Italian heritage, I have gotten a nice tan quickly this week.

I would consider myself a confident chick, but as most of us ladies do, I have my days where my insecurities take up way too much space in my head… but not tonight. Tonight, we look hot as fuck, and I’m ready to flaunt it. Especially after the pre-game shots we just took.

We walk into the massive house party like we own the place. If there is one thing my father taught me that I agree with, it’s a strong poker face and a shit ton of confidence can get you a long way.

Who cares if we don’t know anyone here?

Grabbing a beer, we head to the dance floor. So many eyes are on us, but I can’t stop staring at the intense green pair watching me from the corner. There is such familiarity in those hypnotizing eyes. The Joker makeup he’s wearing hides his face, and I can’t tell the color of his hair underneath the green spray, but he looks hot as hell staring at me from the other side of the room.

Before I even saw his eyes, I could feel him. It was like his mind conspired with my own and made me look his way.

I turn my attention back to my girl right as she drops it low and seductively drags her ass back up my front. Within a few minutes a group of guys surround us. None of which grabs my attention.

Not giving them the time of day, I continue to dance with Lottie until I hear a husky voice. “I had to move quickly with all the other hungry eyes in the room on you. I’d hate to break someone’s hand for touching you first.” Leaning into him as his hand travels from my elbow to my hips.

His voice and what he said, so possessive, turns me on more than I have been in months.

Not wanting to break girl code, I eye Lottie to see if she minds if I dance with him for a bit. She gives me a knowing smile and steps outside to get some air.

My body molds to his as we grind on the dance floor. This guy knows how to move.

Dragging Lottie to this party was supposed to be about getting her out of her shell in this amazing beach town. I didn’t think it would be about me and this electrifying feeling the Joker is giving me as I rub my bunny tail all over his hard body on the dance floor.

This reaction my body is having to him, I’ve only had one other time and if it wasn’t so far-fetched, I would wonder if it could be him. But I quickly shake off that feeling.Forget about it, Ash.

My lust for him is consuming me and I honestly don’t give a fuck who is watching as we dry hump each other to the beat of each song.

Dipping his head down to my neck, he licks his way from my collarbone to my ear.

My throat releases a moan. I swear I almost come. I know it seems unbelievable, but with this guy, I’m questioning my reality.

After several songs and some heavy petting, he groans, spins me around, grabs my ass, and pulls my front into his hard bulge. “I have to have you, doll. Please tell me I can taste this sweet pussy of yours.”

The last time someone said they had to have me, I ended up having the best orgasm of my life, so it’s a fuck yes for me.

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