Until The Morning After

Chapter 5

Are you a virgin June

June's Pov

I froze in shock, my back resting on the cold wall not believing my eyes as his mouth claimed mine in a deep passionate kiss.

Adrien, the same sexy looking asshole who just called me a kid, was actually kissing me, and every inch of me seemed to addictively want more.

I hadn't expected him to actually follow me, not after how much of a jerk he’d been.

His tongue traveled into my mouth hotly, which tasted of whiskey melting every bit of self control in me.

He pulls at my hair making me gasp. A soft pleasing sound escaped my lips from pleasure, leaving me seconds away from shamelessly begging him to f**k me.

My calves ache almost instantly at the thought.

Hell, what's going on with me?

It was inappropriate to think this of a stranger, but he suddenly happens to bring out a side in me I've never seen before which makes me more desperate for a hanky panky than I've ever been, since the moment I watched him lazily lounge in the lounge’s club, with his chest open, maybe even harder after he cupped my s*x outside his car.

Maybe even more now that the heat between my thighs is going not only ten times hotter, but wetter and needier than l'd ever felt in my entire existence, from just his lips moving against mine.

Heavens I was going crazy, I mean I'm technically turning into some lust creep at this point.

A few hours ago too, I'd been lusting to be layed by my own mother's new son now here I was wanting the very same thing with a total stranger.

Even worse, I want him, doing a lot of devilish things to me which elucidates a louder moan from me.

But he was a notorious devastatingly hot mafia bad boy of Briarwood Hills Roxy said.

All the more reason to stop right now,

before I end up taking Roxy’s dare to actually lay with him.

I never did the whole bad boy thing. Staying far away from it was my best choice cause what good ever came out from it or guys like him? Nothing. Just trouble, a lot of heartbreak, and a s**t ton of regret like Hannah and Kyle who after years of trusting learns our relationship was built on lies.

Hannah was my best friend who always stood up for me when no one else would, and Kyle was Beacon High's golden bad boy, who every girl dreamed of having. When he chose me, I thought I was the luckiest girl in the world. I'd thought the ugly duckling had finally gotten her beautiful fairy tale until I discovered it was nothing more than a cruel bet when I caught Kyle with Hannah.

The two people I trusted most had been lying to me all along. Their relationship had started long before Kyle and I ever got together, and while Hannah claimed she never meant to hurt me, Kyle dismissed my heartbreak as nothing more than a joke. In a single moment, I lost my boyfriend, my best friend, and the life I thought was finally becoming something beautiful.

Which is exactly why I should stop this now. Who knows what this one’s going to do. Just one look at him and you’d tell he’s someone who could do far worst. And it’s not like Roxy would find out if I did not sleep with.

Okay she might I didn't take up the dare, but even if she did she wouldn't actually give a damn.

But on another note it's not like I'm going to date him. It's just this one night and we'll both never see each other again.

I do finally want to feel something for once after all the bullshit back in beacon hills, even if it’s with someone like him, a total notorious mess again.

And so far, aside from my mother's new son who’d left me throbbing and wet just from watching him with Roxy, this guy somehow managed to do the same thing… maybe even way more leaving me hungry for s*x which had never happened.

It’s crazy really, but now that I’ve seem to have met someone who stirs it in me, who makes my body feel alive, stopping feels almost impossible.

And he turns out to be a ten times hotter, younger version of Mr. Blackwood with every beautiful sin included, who was moving his mouth against mine and giving me that fire starting kiss like he hadn't kissed a woman in years, it's more reason not to stop.

“…fuck…” I hear him murmur against my mouth giving my body all the reaction he needs as he pulls himself closer to me.

A small sound left my lips against his as I felt his hard seize through his black pants on my stomach which instantly made my s*x again throb even more as it begged for more skin contact.

His hands disappear momentarily from my hair going under my top to gently unclip my bra before squeezing my soft flesh.

I moaned in pleasure against his mouth as he lowered his head, placing his mouth over one of my n*****s licking and sucking through the thin material.

I pressed closer as much as I could, wishing there was less fabric, and drew air deep into my lungs, my breast swelling under his touch. His hot mouth moved to the other t**s, bringing in the same throbbing ache which shot straight to my p***y.

His tongue immediately finds its way back to my lips hot and forcing my mouth open as his hands travel to my thighs, squeezing the flesh there before travelling further up in between my legs and close to the fabric of my ten degrees soaked p***y.

Very close It begged to be cup badly again which leaves heat radiating from me like some lust creep.

I am so damned.

His hands bumped my s*x and I shifted closer to him, to feel more of his hands but he pursed releasing his mouth from mine leaving cold suddenly coming over me.

My eyes shut open as I licked my lips to bring back the heat but it didn't work as all it wanted was this notorious bad boy of Briarwood Hills lips back.

“Why'd, why'd you stop.” I asked breathlessly, while sweating figuriously.

His eyes moved to my legs as I folded one over the other trying to calm the ache between my thighs.

“Are you a virgin June?” he suddenly asked.