I stood up and started pacing the room. I didn't want to have this conversation right now–I wanted to bury our history in the past where it belonged–I wanted to enjoy the high I was riding. He was cutting open old wounds, making me have to heal them all over again.
"I understand that. I see why you would've been worried..." I trailed off. West was sitting on the edge of his bed with a rigid back, staring at my feet as I paced. "What I don't understand is how you treated me at school. You ignored me like I was nothing. When I tried to talk to you, you embarrassed me and made it like I wouldn't leave you alone.Thatis what hurt the most."
He propped his elbows on his knees and his head landed in his hands. "I don't know why I did it, Ash. I don't know what to say about it, other than I’m sorry and you didn't deserve it. And you were going through everything with your parents. I wanted to talk to you but–"
"Then why didn't you? Was I ever anything but understanding? You could've just explained it, told me you didn't want it to mean anything, and I would've fucking got it. It would've hurt but not as bad as what you did."
He opened the floodgates. I'd spent so long keeping the feelings of betrayal and humiliation and shame buried deep inside me that I didn't know how to respond to the feelings now. I didn't want to think about that day. Or what came afterward. Losing my father and two of my friends was rough, but losing trust was the worst part. My heart led me down the wrong path–both with Dad and West–and it bit me in the ass.
My breathing sped up and my heart rate skyrocketed, signs of an impending anxiety attack slithering up my spine. West noticed it right away and took both of my hands in his. His eyes locked on mine, his filled with regret and sadness, mine with fury and resentment.
"I've thought about it a lot, and the only answer I can come up with is I was scared. I always kept my feelings for you in check because you were my friend. My neighbor. The girl next door. I didn't want to ruin what we had. I'm sorry for what I did and the time we wasted being angry." His quiet voice soothed me, as did his thumbs making circles on the backs of my hands. I focused on my breathing, trying to regulate myself and avoid another problem West had to solve for me. He pulled me in for a tight embrace, and instantly my body relaxed, melding into his, using him for support.
I didn't want to be angry anymore. I didn't have it in me to be mad at West or feel like he owed me something. We all had our issues–even West–and there wasn't anything we could do about the past.
"What now?" I asked hesitantly. West continued to hold me against his body, his arms surrounding me, my body feeling like it was meant for his.
"I'm not sure. I just know that I've wanted to apologize to you for two years. When everything went down with Bronx and Remington, I saw red. I was angry. It was misdirected to you." He kissed the top of my head and looked down at me.
"Can we go to bed?" I whispered. I was beyond exhausted, and if I had any shot at getting to school on time, I needed to get a few hours of sleep. I didn't want to talk anymore. Didn't want to feel anymore.
West responded by leading me to his bed and flipping back the covers. Once I settled in, he turned off the lamp and crawled in behind me, hugging me to his chest. I placed my hands in his before drifting to sleep.
25
West
Itriedtobegood. I really did.
Lying in bed, watching her chest rise and fall as she slept, I tried not to notice her hard nipples poking through my shirt she was wearing. I tried not to notice how it had ridden up in the night, exposing her silky thighs that were still marked from my teeth and fingers.
My dick, however, took notice of all of it and was relentless. I was hard as a rock as I slid my hand up Ashtyn's leg, to the inside of her thigh, and lightly brushed her smooth pussy. She inhaled deeply, her mouth parting slightly.I can't wait to get her mouth around my cock again.
I inched my way down the bed until my face was between her legs. With the tip of my tongue, I licked up and down her slit. School started in an hour, which meant I had to be quick, but I was up for the challenge. I separated her lips with my fingers, taking in the pink glistening mound. I covered her with my mouth and began to explore with my tongue. She was so fucking addictive. I wasn't kidding when I said I could do this for hours, making her come again and again. I loved watching her lose control for me.
As I continued to lick her pussy and clit, she started to stir and her eyes opened, groggy from a few hours of sleep. I sucked her clit into my mouth as her eyes met mine right before she threw her head back and moaned. I pushed her thighs apart with my hands and shoved my tongue deep in her pussy, jutting in and out. Her back arched and my cock jerked, ready to be buried inside her.
I pulled away and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. I smirked as I shoved my sweatpants down and took my cock in my hand, giving it a hard stroke. "You ready for me princess?" She nodded her head furiously and spread her legs wider for me. I continued to stroke myself as I watched her writhe in need. "What was that?”
"Yes. Fuck me, West. I need you," she groaned.n
"Take off your shirt."
She pulled the shirt off quickly, her full tits looking delectable and ready to be sucked and fucked.
"That's better," I said as I lined the head of my cock up to her. She was dripping, already on the edge of orgasm from my mouth. I inched my way into her tight pussy, stopping at my piercing, and began to rub her with it. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she moaned, grabbing her tits with both hands and squeezing.
"Fuck, that's hot. Pinch your nipples," I ordered, still teasing her with my cock jewelry. She obeyed my command as I pushed into her. She was so tight and wet and needy for me, taking all of me like a good girl. I could've come in seconds had I not been focusing on lasting longer. I moved in and out at a slow pace, building her orgasm again. In and out, in and out. She was getting frustrated with me. My princess wanted a fast and hard fucking.
"West, please," Ashtyn begged. She moved her fingers down to her clit and started rubbing.
I gripped her hips and pulled her upright, her legs crossed behind my waist, looking eye-to-eye. "I know what you need, baby. This might hurt a little."
"Yes, please."
With both hands on her hips, I lifted her up and slammed into her. She moved her hands to my shoulders to hold on as I continued to thrust into her. I fucked her so hard her tits bounced in my face. My mouth latched onto one of her nipples and pulled, making her scream out. She clung onto me as her pussy clenched my cock, her nails digging into my skin, her release dripping from her.
"Fuck! West! West!" She chanted my name between thrusts. Suddenly I was thrown into my own orgasm, feeling a tingle at the base of my dick with my cum exploding inside of her. I held her up as my dick pulsed, making sure to get every last drop inside her perfect pussy. She panted and rested her head on my chest, her heart pounding against mine. Her lazy grin made my heart pound a little quicker.