Page 35 of Rocked: The Price of Dreams

“Holy fuck!” Hunter’s mouth hit the ground. “How was it? God, I can’t wait to get laid or have some chick suck my dick.”

Okay...I was convinced my hormones had finally switched on because I wanted to get laid too. I wanted to be kissed and touched and felt up and experience everything. Just no one here at school interested me.

“It was freaking hot.” A sly smile inched across Kyle’s lips, then he chuckled. “But I blew my load really quickly. Not sure if she’ll ever talk to me again. Still...it was epic.”

“All right.” Hunter high-fived him.

I hooked my arm around Kyle’s back and hugged him. “That’s so awesome. One of us finally got some action. But...I didn’t think you liked her.”

“She’s ...okay, I guess. She’s the first girl that’s shown any interest in me.”

“Are you going to see her again?” Hunter asked. “Go all the way?”

“Shit.” Stress snagged his voice as he scratched his brow. “Maybe.”

I didn’t know why he was worried. “I can’t wait to do it.” I sighed. “I just want to get it over and done with, so I know what all the fuss is about.”

“Me too.” Hunter kicked my ankle. “When we’re famous, we’ll be fighting them off us.”

“I look forward to that day.” It would be nice to have so many fans we’d never have to worry about being choosy.

Kyle clutched my knee. “Gem, someday, someone who loves you just as much as Hunt and I do will fall for you and rock your socks off. I guarantee it.”

I jerked my chin back. “I don’t want anyone to fall for me. A boyfriend would get in the way of music. I just want to have sex. For fun.” Shit. Did I sound like my mother?

No. Not ever. I had no issue with single people hooking up but cheating on your husband or boyfriend was unacceptable. Destroying marriages and relationships was fucked up...So was marrying a man for his money. I’d never be like that. I never wanted to fall in love or get married. Love blinded you. Marriage was a trap, leading to heartache, hurt, or unhappiness. I’d witnessed enough of those to last me a lifetime. “For everything else in my life, I have you guys.”

“Forever.” Kyle scooped my hair over my shoulder and rubbed the base of my neck. Little tingles shot down my spine. I loved how these guys had my back.

Laura skipped over to us. Her short green cheerleading skirt flapped in the breeze, as did her long blonde ponytail. “Hi guys. How’s it going?”

“Good.” Hunter glanced up at her. “I think I need tutoring too. Maybe in oral history?”

She shoved him in the head. “You’re so gross.” But then, she turned and fluttered her eyelashes at Kyle. “So... can we work on some more math this afternoon? At my place? After school?”

Kyle glanced at me, then at Hunter. He fidgeted and fumbled with the neckline of his T-shirt. The nervous heat radiating off him rippled through the air. “Um...sure. I have rehearsal until five. Can I come over after that?”

Hunter and I threw each other quizzical looks. We didn’t have practice today. Hunter had to work. But we didn’t say anything.

“Cool.” Laura swayed her hips, flicking her skirt side to side. “But I’m not sure you need to bring any math books, though. Get my drift?” Laura arched one slender eyebrow and wiped the corner of her mouth with her long fingernails.

“Oh...” Kyle turned bright red. “Okay.”

Laura dashed forward, kissed his cheek, then spun on her heels and returned to her friends.

Hunter and I nudged, tickled, and poked Kyle.

“You’re gonna get laid this afternoon,” I teased.

The color drained from his face. “I don’t know about that...but fuck...I don’t know what to do. I need to buy condoms, right? I’ve never done it before. She has.”

My friends Laura and Vicki, and several other senior girls, had been screwing most of the jocks since junior year. Now Laura had moved on and her sights were set on Kyle. I prayed she didn’t hurt him.

A devilish glint gleamed in Hunter’s eyes. “Do you wanna watch some porn after school to get some tips?”

“No.” Kyle fidgeted with a rip in his jeans. “I’m worried about performance issues. What if I’m too nervous?”

“Kyle?” I hooked my arm around his shoulders. “Do you wanna sleep with her? If not, you don’t have to.”

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