JULES
Dad and Crystal were as weird as I’d expected them to be when we saw them at breakfast the next day.
Riley, bless her sweet heart, was oblivious to the tension between us as we ate pancakes and bacon, which Ash and I had made at her request.
Dad was the worst of the two. He watched us like he was dissecting our every move. Crystal was relatively neutral, but she wouldn’t look either of us in the eye.
We spent the morning with Riley. Then Ash went to meet Darren for lunch, and we left a few hours later.
We’d barely made it inside the door when Ash shoved me against the wall and gone down on me until I came so hard I slid onto the floor in a boneless heap.
He carried me to his room, laid me down on his bed, then straddled my chest and fucked my mouth until he spilled down my eager throat.
We cuddled for a bit. Then Ash fucked me again. So hard I had to hold on to the headboard to keep from smashing my face into it.
All that was amazing, but my favorite part of being home was that we could sleep in the same bed again. It had only been a few nights, but I’d missed him. His warm body, his presence, waking up to his sleepy smiles and soft kisses were the highlight of my morning.
The next few days, we caught up on schoolwork and lazed around as we got ready for school to start up again. Our apartment was our safe space, the one place we could be ourselves and fully relax.
“What do you want to do about things now that we’re back?” I asked as we sat on the bed with Ash’s head in my lap.
“You mean about telling people?”
“Yeah.” I ran my hands through his silky hair, massaging his scalp.
“That feels nice,” he murmured, closing his eyes. “What do you think we should do?”
“I don’t know. I really don’t have anyone to tell. Dec knows. Our parents know. It’s not like I have any other friends.”
“What about Elle?”
She’d messaged me a few times over the weekend, and we’d chatted, but it hadn’t been about anything deep.
“I should probably tell her. She’s nice.”
“She is. And she’s a good friend. I think you should tell her.”
“I will. What about you?”
“I’ll tell Tripp, but everyone else can kiss my ass.”
“Nope, that’s my job.” I tweaked his nose.
He laughed. “True. You’re the only one who gets to come near this masterpiece.”
“I thought your dick was a masterpiece?”
“They both are. I’m a double threat.”
“Yeah, that’s not a thing.”
“It totally is. You’re a triple threat.”
“Really?” I laughed. “I mean, I know my dick is amazeballs, and my ass is out of this world. But what’s the other threat?”
“That mouth.” He licked his lips as he stared at me. “Just thinking about it gets my dick up.”
My throat went dry. “You’re pretty gifted there too. But back to what we were talking about. You’re not going to tell your other friends?”