Off Limits

Chapter 8

After a brief nap I decide shower, and get ready for tonight. I had a stomach full of butterflies. It has been years since I'd actually been to a party.

My uncle took more than me than I'd like to admit, and something's you can never get back. It can't be replaced, there's no receipt to do an even exchange. Only fragments of who I used to be. 

Damaged, and lonely is what I feel on most days. It's strange how you could be surrounded by people and still feel alone. Still feel the void of loss. Loss of my father, and loss of my innocence.

After what seems like forever, I finally settled on my outfit. A pair of black high waist skinny jeans, and a white knot hem plunge sheer top. I decide to put to use my Savage Fenty rhinestone heart pasties.

With my hair half up in a messy bun. I place the diamond encrusted ballerina slipper necklace around my neck. I still remember the day my father gave it to me. It was in my fourteenth birthday, I fight the tear stinging my eye. I almost decide against make up but a little shimmer, eyeliner, and gloss wouldn't hurt.

Staring at myself in the mirror I almost see the girl that used to stare back at me. I lift myself onto my toes as I've done many times before and I crave to be back in the studio.

"Does Christina, have a brother you're interested in?" My mother says standing in my doorway.

"What, no. I just thought I'd look cute." I say slipping on my rhinestone covered converse. Courtesy of Etsy.

"Uh huh, sure." She lets out a giggle. "You look just like me at your age, and I remember being 17. So who's the guy?" She says plopping down on my bed.

"A guy? What guy? There's no guy." I say nervously and definitely implying there's a guy.

"Right, no guy." She chuckles before standing and our beautiful eyes meet in the mirror. "Just be careful boys only want one thing, and once they get it they're gone." She rubs my shoulder and for a second I wish we were the way we used to be. But I can't bear to let her in. "I want you home by one a.m."

"I'll be here." I say not making eye contact with her anymore, and she takes the cue to leave.

The door closes and I let out a breath. Once I look myself over in the mirror I then grab my phone and text Christina.

"Ready."

"Good I was pulling up. I'll honk when I'm here."

"Cool."

After I respond to Christina, a knock comes to my door. I roll my eyes subtly because my mother is about to piss me off.

I open the door and there he is, the brown eyed devil himself. Standing in nothing but a towel, with beads of water trickling down his chest. He stood drinking me in and sending waves to my newly found s*x.

"Where are you off to?" he says with a raised brow.

"To Christina's house." I say trying to sound cool.

"Dressed like that?" he says leaning in and trailing the valley of my breast with his index finger. "I thought we agreed no lies?" he says lifting my chin and bringing our eyes to each other's. Christina's horn honks breaking our eye contact, but only for a second. "You behave yourself." He says huskily over my lips.

"I will." I say with my lips parted just waiting for him to touch them with his. Somehow, I know if they touch I may shatter into a million pieces.

Shane, grabs me by the waist pressing his rock hard erection into my stomach. I don't flinch or shy away because I'm lost in this new found lust. The lust that I have grown for him in this short amount of time, has begun to pull me further and further down the rabbit hole by the second.

"You behave yourself out there princess." he says stepping away and I stumble from the loss of his body.

I stare down at the hand that is keeping his erection from revealing itself. The thoughts that are racing through my mind are sending rapid pulses to my p***y. I'm seconds from mustering up the courage to say something, when Christina honks her horn obnoxiously.

Shane, nods for me to go and I walk away with his eyes all over me. I make sure to move slowly to imprint the image into his mind.

"What the f**k were you doing?" Christina exclaims but I don't answer I just let out a deep breath throwing my head into the seat. "Let me guess, Shane?"

"Yup."

"You're getting a drink as soon as we get there." She says pulling off and I just shake the images out of my head.

Christina, turns up the volume in her car and the beat starts slow but quickly intensifies. The woman's voice begins to come through the speakers and I have no idea what she's saying but it sounds painful.

"What is she saying?"

"She's telling him that she needs him more than her next breath." Christina, just smiles and I roll my eyes.