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  I lay back on the bed, and she straddled my hips, taking off her shirt, and then she lifted my hands, resting them on her breasts as her eyes met mine with a look that told me it was all right to touch.

  I played with her tits as we made out a little, her hips grinding mine through our clothes, which I couldn’t wait to get out of. But I wasn’t sure we were going to go that far. Surely, she didn’t like me enough for that, and I’d take what I could get.

  But then, she blew my mind. She slipped down and went to work on my jeans, and before I knew it, her lips were on my hard cock.

  It was my lucky night, and all of my fantasies were finally coming true.

  Kya

  When I’d first climbed up the lattice at Leonard’s house, I never expected I’d be so bold, but I knew this might be my only chance to repay him for his friendship.

  We’d gone our own ways in recent years, and while I knew Leonard wasn’t the most popular guy in school, no one had ever really bullied him aside from the stupid nickname they’d given his car, and that was because they were all jealous. Considering that the girls outnumbered the boys in our school two to one, it was a little surprising he hadn’t lost his virginity. But Leonard was probably too much of a gentleman, so I decided on a whim that he needed someone else to make the first move.

  I had always thought he was a cutie and wondered what it would be like to do more with him. In fact, he was my first crush as a girl, and at one time, I could see myself marrying him. That was many years back, though, and once we grew up, we’d grown apart. The thought of that saddened me.

  At nearly six-feet, he was a tall guy, and I was glad I’d worn my tallest heels. When I pulled down his pants, my jaw dropped. He was packing the biggest cock I’d ever seen. That along with his dark, bedroom eyes hidden by his glasses, and his perfect smile, courtesy of the braces he’d just had removed, made it hard not to be turned on by him.

  I slipped down between his legs and wasted no time taking him into my mouth. He moaned, his body grew rigid at first but then relaxed beneath me. Taking half of him into my mouth had my jaw sore, but when I relaxed my throat and pushed myself down farther, I heard it crack.

  I pulled off and turned my head, running my mouth from his balls to his head, kissing and sucking as I went along. I tongued the rim of his broad head, and then licked the tiny slit, tasting his salt, which only made me want more. I gripped him and stroked, my jaw growing tired, but I was determined to make him come.

  I worked myself up to a fevered rhythm and moaned with a mouthful until I felt his head swell and twitch before his release filled my mouth.

  “Sorry,” he said with a strained voice. I swallowed and kept on it, sucking him until he was hard again.

  I pulled my mouth away, my grip tight on him, steadily pumping to keep his erection as hard as possible, I wanted to feel the full effect of him buried deep in me. I undid my pants, and he pushed them off my ass with my panties, taking a handful of flesh as he pulled me closer. His cock pressed against my clit, and I moved my hips, humping his shaft. Our bodies moved together in a perfect rhythm, while he kissed my breasts. I gripped his erection and lowered myself, my channel walls stretching to their limits as he filled me up.

  I rode him steadily, grinding against him, panting and moaning so loud, I wasn’t sure we didn’t have an audience outside the door. And at the moment, I didn’t care. I was right where I wanted to be.

  Being with him was way better than being downstairs with the same old shit going on, and there was no worry between us because we’d completely trusted one another since we were younger. Still, I leaned forward and whispered in his ear, “Don’t forget to warn me so you can pull out.”

  He responded by flipping me to my back and taking charge, which I had to admit was pretty fucking hot.

  I ran my hand up to stroke his hair, brushing it back so I could look into his eyes, which were his best feature, and I could see his potential. What might he be like years from now? But I knew it was probably the last time I’d get to hang out with him, much less be alone. He was going to move on and go to college, and with any luck, I’d move on and follow my dreams to become a rock star. I wasn’t going to let anything stop me.

  My mind got back into the game as he hit my G-spot, thrusting his hips steadily until I came, my toes curling. I couldn’t believe his stamina, or that I’d actually had a chance to finish for once. Both of the other guys I’d been with had only ever cared about their own pleasure.

  As soon as the last wave of mine quaked through me, he pulled his cock free and shot his load all over my tummy.

  “How’d you get so good? Are you sure you were a virgin?”

  He smiled at the praise. “I’m glad you liked it, and yes, I’m sure. It’s not like I’ve never, well, you know.” He moved his hand to gesture beating off.

  “Well, I’m thankful for all of your practice.” I gave him a smile, and his cheeks were red again as he leaned forward and kissed me.

  “I’ll get something to clean you up.” He rose up and found some tissues by the bed and then lay down beside me to kiss my shoulder while I tended to business.

  We lay there for a quiet moment, and I thought about the times we’d lay in the backyard and look up at the stars. The popcorn ceiling made for a poor substitute, and the background noise of the party below us only served as a reminder that everyone down there would witness our walk of shame soon enough.

  I wondered if everyone would know.

  When I met his eyes, he had a dreamy look. “That was pretty amazing, Kya. I mean, I’ve always hoped you’d be the one, you know. I just didn’t know you’d ever be with me like this.”

  “Really? You wanted it to be me?”

  “Why are you so surprised? You’re the hot girl next door, Kya. That’s every man’s fantasy.”

  “I might regret it later, but only because I won’t be able to walk straight when I get up from here. You’re really packing a monster.”

  He blushed and reached out to me pulling me close to him. “You felt amazing on it. Your mouth, your tight little slit. I could do that again and again with no regrets.”

  “Too bad we’re graduating next week, we could have made a habit of this.” If I had known the boy next door was hung like that, I’d have climbed through his bedroom window sooner.

  “Why can’t we?” He turned and met my eyes.

  Unless he wanted to hook up again before graduation, say on Tuesday, there just wasn’t going to be any time to fuck again. “You have college, and I have my dreams.”

  He rose up on his elbow and turned to face me. “It’s not too late, Kya. We can support each other’s dreams. I could come to your shows.”

  I couldn’t help but laugh, but then I realized he was serious. “You have never come to any of my practices, and I live next door. The minute I found music, you stopped coming around. You don’t seem to care much about my dreams, Leonard, and we don’t even have the same tastes in music.”

  “That’s not true. We have a lot in common, and I listen to rock now.”

  “Oh, you do, do you?” I rose up and met his stare dead-on. “I hear that rap shit blaring from your car when you drive away.”

  He glared at me defensively. “So, I’m a man of many tastes. I might surprise you.” He let out a long breath and then took another. “Want to know a secret?”

  I was growing a bit nervous, wondering if I’d done the right thing. “Go ahead and tell me.”

  “Those sunflower seed shells, I didn’t dump them there. I sit there every other Friday night and listen to you sing, Kya. I think you’re the most talented, beautiful girl in the world.”

  I had never known he did that and didn’t understand why it was a big secret. “Why didn’t you come down and join us? We don’t bite.”

  “Your band name is Sabbath Sundae, and the guys in your band look like they sacrifice small animals for sport.”

  I had to admit the boys in my band, who were all nineteen to twenty-t
wo, did wear a lot of black and might come across a bit scary, but that was just their images. “They’re not that bad.”

  “Not only that, but I’ve seen the people who hang with you there. They don’t even speak to me at school.”

  “Maybe if you came over and joined in now and then, you wouldn’t have that problem. People would get to know you and like you like I do.” I had never had any problems making friends, but Leonard, he had always been a bit socially awkward. He was just too damned smart for his own good, though, and most people didn’t understand his sense of humor. “You’re the only thing holding you back.”

  He sat up, and I joined him. “I didn’t think you would want me around. I don’t really fit in with your friends. But that’s the beauty of it. School is over, and maybe we could really have something.”

  “Have something?” I knew for sure I’d done something I shouldn’t. I got up and found my pants and shirt. “We do have something, Leonard. Friendship, a long friendship that means a lot to me, believe it or not.”

  “Look, Kya, I’ve always loved you. I’ve been too much of a coward to say it, but this night, it’s everything I’ve dreamed of. Well, aside from the whole drunk and sick thing. But I promise, if you give me a chance, I’ll make you happy.”

  “What are you saying?” I asked.

  His voice had softened, and he was looking into my eyes with such conviction, I was caught off guard.

  “I want to be the man in your life, Kya.”

  His words were so genuine, and they really tugged at my heartstrings, but I wasn’t going to be happy settling down in any way. I had shied away from having a boyfriend for many reasons, but the biggest was that I needed my freedom to chase my dreams. I’d promised my band that once school was over, we’d book more gigs and travel. We had big plans. I was still young, and the idea of letting anyone be there for me other than to further my dreams felt like I had a weighted rope around my neck.

  “I’m sorry, Leonard. I don’t think that’s a good idea. I mean, I care about you, but I cherish our friendship too much, and I don’t want to ruin that. Things get complicated, and with what I want to accomplish, it just wouldn’t work out.” No one was going to like the fact that I’d be gone for long periods of time, sleeping in a van or motel room with five guys.

  Leonard’s eyes narrowed. “Then, I’m confused. I thought we just had sex, incredible sex. What just happened here?”

  “It was amazing, but I just wanted to help, Leonard. I mean, I thought I was helping. You didn’t want to go to college a virgin, and we’ve always trusted one another, I just thought—”

  “You thought what? That I’d be okay with a casual thing? If I’d thought you didn’t like me, that you were just giving me a pity fuck, I’d have told you to go to hell, Kya.” He got up and found his clothes before I could find my bra.

  “Leonard, we’re friends. I just don’t think it should be more, is all. And that doesn’t mean this was a pity fuck.” The fact that he’d accused me of that really pissed me off.

  “What was it then? A favor? Forgive me if I’m not a fucking slut like the rest of you people.” He opened the door and left, slamming it behind him.

  I looked under the bed and found my bra, and by the time I’d run down to go after him, he was already gone.

  I walked up to Seth and tapped him on the shoulder. “Have you seen Leonard?”

  About that time, there was a lull in the music as it changed and tires squealed outside. “Sounds like he just left.”

  I leaned against the wall and sank to the floor. The friendship I’d tried so hard to rekindle was ruined.

  Chapter 1

  Leo

  Five Years Later

  Law school had done wonders to change me, and as I looked in the rearview mirror of my latest Mustang, a black convertible GT, I made sure my hair was perfect despite the top being down and gave myself a smile to check my teeth. I straightened my cuffs and smoothed down my tie as my phone rang in the seat next to me.

  I glanced over to see Bailee with two e’s name and smiled. She was a persistent one, much more than Bailey with an ey, but instead of answering her call, I turned off the ringer. I couldn’t very well have my phone blowing up under my graduation robe. It was time to walk the stage once again and make another transition in life.

  The last time I’d done this, it was with a broken heart, and even though things had turned out much better than expected, with me not only filling out but finding a social life, I still felt rattled thinking of Kya.

  I let out a deep breath and reminded myself that I didn’t want to think about her, but with graduation on the schedule, she’d come into my mind a lot lately.

  There came a tapping on my windshield on the passenger’s side, and Jon, my roommate, who had driven his own car to the event, walked around to my side. “Come on, man. Are you going to stay in that car all day?”

  “Hell no, I’m as ready to finish as you are, my friend.” I opened the door, and while I stepped out, shutting it behind me so I could go to the trunk and get my graduation gown, Lacey, whose last name I’d never asked, hurried over, nearly knocking Jon off of his feet.

  She threw her arms around me. “You look amazing! I hoped I’d get to see you before you took your place in line.”

  I pushed away, glancing around with the hope that no one else had seen her. “Yeah, I better get to it. I’m running a bit late.”

  Jon rolled his eyes and looked away while Lacey frowned. “Will you meet me after?” she asked. “I wanted to give you a graduation gift.” She flashed me a wink, and from the way she said gift, I had a feeling she meant blow job. Lacey was a pro on her knees, but she still wasn’t the best blow I’d had. Once again, Kya came to mind.

  “I’m sorry, Jon and I already have plans to celebrate together.”

  “I don’t mind gifting both of you.” She winked at Jon, and he shook his head.

  “As tempting as that is, we’ll pass.” I got my gown and shut the trunk, looking around the lot for my father’s car. He was usually late to everything but a court date, and I wasn’t one hundred percent sure he’d come to see me graduate.

  “Fine. Call me if you change your mind.” Lacey walked away in a bad mood, glaring at us over her shoulder as if trying to give us one more shot.

  We made it to the back where the other graduates were still standing around talking and taking pictures. But before I could get too comfortable, Professor Templeton came over and got us to line up according to out last names. Finally, after minutes of working the others into their places, she called my name. “Pace.”

  As I took my place in line, I quickly wished I hadn’t slept with Samantha Overton or Patricia Patterson or any other girl who would fall in line near me. Each was giving me a different look, and all expected me to show them the same affection.

  I had been a busy man, and Jon had once asked me how on earth I managed to keep them all straight. I wasn’t sure myself, but it helped that most of the women just wanted a little fun. There were plenty of sluts around like Kya willing to throw themselves at you for a quick lay, and best of all, I didn’t have to feel shit for them.

  Once we got seated, after making our grand entrance, Samantha leaned over and licked her lips. “I’m having a party later if you want to come, Leo.”

  “I’ll keep that in mind, sweetheart.” I saw no harm in giving her hope and didn’t care if she was upset later that I didn’t show, but sometimes it was just easier to keep things simple and vague, no promises made, none to keep.

  I sat through what seemed like a never-ending cattle call of everyone before me and finally got to walk across the stage. I had much more applause from the crowd than I’d had in high school, and that was because everyone was still stunned I had somehow managed to bag Kya Campbell.

  Most of my applause this time was from the slew of friends I’d made and all of the hearts I had in my back pocket.

  With my degree in hand, the world was mine.

  A
fter the ceremony, Jon met up with me, pushing the crowd. He had a lipstick print on his cheek and another half on his lips. “You look like you’ve been tagged,” I said.

  He gave a soft chuckle. “Yeah, Breanna and Casey. Both asked me where you were going after.” Jon had his own fan club, but he could only manage one or two at a time.

  “I don’t know, man. Where are we going?” I clapped my buddy on the back.

  “We are going to Rock Fest, my friend. I’ve got us front row seats for a night of music and hopefully a lot of tits and beer. One last night of fun before your father whips us both into shape at the firm.”

  “Speaking of the old bastard, did you happen to see him around?” I knew it was a longshot but thought I’d ask anyway.

  “No, but thanks again for getting me a job at his firm. I can’t believe he agreed to take me on.”

  “That’s because I told him how competitive you are. He likes a competitive spirit. It’s what makes him tick.” The old man had always been wired that way, even when I was a kid in the science fairs and mock trials. He had wanted me to be the best, and he would always find the other overachievers to compare me with. Jon had that spirit, too, but he wasn’t an asshole like my father.

  I turned on my phone and found another call from Bailee. “This girl doesn’t give up.”

  “Is that Bails?” He still called her by the stupid nickname he’d given her when they dated.

  “Yes, and I don’t think she’s going to take no for an answer so easily.” She had been a stage-five clinger for the past two months, and I’d somehow not managed to shake her off.

  He followed me as I walked out to my car. “She’s a nice girl, man. I didn’t introduce you to her so you could treat her like all the others. I thought she’d be good for you.”

  “No, what you thought was that she’d preoccupy me while you moved in on my herd. You’re a wolf in sheep’s clothing, that’s what you are. And thanks a lot for passing off your leftovers. She told me how she blew you in your car. I think she thought I’d appreciate the fact that you were experienced.”