Total pages in book: 157
Estimated words: 150968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 755(@200wpm)___ 604(@250wpm)___ 503(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 150968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 755(@200wpm)___ 604(@250wpm)___ 503(@300wpm)
I stare at her for a minute. Looking for any kind of deceit in her eyes. But I find none. She’s not mocking me with her words, or taunting me about my failures. She’s genuinely asking me for my truth.
There is nothing fake about Lila. Not the way she speaks, or the way she carries herself.
So, I tell her.
My truth…
And my story.
Of how I went from Riley Johnson, the popular Cheer Captain of Berkshire Academy to a sad reject. A “fallen” princess as Colton Bennett once called me.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Colton — 16 years old (Junior year)
The girl on my lap shoves her tits in my face. They are practically spilling out of her dress. I grip her ass in one hand and watch as her friend straddles Maddox’s lap. They are both sophomores, while Maddox and I are juniors now.
She hands me a joint and I clamp it between my teeth. She lights it for me and I inhale, before blowing a puff of smoke into her face. Miss-I-can’t-remember-her-name giggles, almost drunkenly, and then steals the joint from me.
The bonfire is lit tonight, crowded with Berkshire students who are all here to celebrate our win against Leighton High.
“Where’s Cole?” Maddox asks, raising an eyebrow questioningly.
I huff in response. “He’s never in the mood to party nowadays.”
“Maybe if he joins us every now and then, he won’t always be in such a depressive mood.” He grips the girl’s ass, smirking at her. “Pussy and weed, best combination to cure depression.”
I know he is only half-serious. Granted Maddox and I have always been closer, but he still had a good friendship with Cole. I know it also bothers him that my brother has turned into a lone wolf.
The girl on my lap hands me back my joint. I take another hit, inhaling before puffing out another cloud of smoke. Her hand slides down my chest to my abdomen and then she cups my dick over my jeans. My stomach revolts and I fight the urge to kick her off my lap. “How about we take this somewhere else?” she purrs in my ear.
My brain is hazy from the weed. I allow her to drag me away from the others, deeper into the trees, until we are perfectly camouflaged. I lean back against a tree, and then she’s all over me. “What do you have in mind?” she asks, her skin flushed. Behind us, I hear a giggle and then a manly grunt. Yeah, there are other people fucking.
“I’m bored,” I drawl lazily before pushing down on her shoulders and forcing her to her knees. She kneels, a coy smirk on her lips. “Find a way to keep me entertained, Julie.”
Julie frowns. “That’s not my name.”
Oh, huh? Whoops, my bad.
I could blame it on the alcohol and weed. Tell her my brain is fuzzy and apologize as any gentleman would. But I don’t see a point in lying. I really don’t remember her name and neither do I care. I’m definitely not feeling very gentlemanly. “Does it matter?”
“It’s Emma.” She flips her hair back, haughtily.
“Emma,” I say, testing her name on my tongue. Yeah, it sounds all wrong. “Well, Emily… shut up and suck my dick.”
“Do you have to be such an asshole about it?”
I roll my eyes. “It’s part of the charm.”
She twists her lips in a pout and then lets out the fakest giggle I’ve ever heard. Jesus Christ, my ears are going to bleed if I have to hear her laugh one more time. “They’ve told me you’re an asshole, but I wanted to see for myself.”
Yeah, it’s the same story. Girls flock to me, wanting to get a piece of Colton Bennett, so they can go back and gossip with their friends. Sometimes, I like to indulge them. But only because I don’t want anyone shitting on my reputation.
Emily unbuttons and unzips my jeans, before taking my dick out of its confinement. I lean back and clamp my joint between my teeth, sucking on it and watching the amber flickering right under my nose. I find the color of amber fascinating and somehow my mind chooses to focus on that, instead of the girl on her knees for me.
She lets out a moan, which sounds straight out of a porn video. But to be honest, I’ve seen better acted porn. Emily is sloppy and inexperienced, and her dick sucking abilities are subpar. Well fuck, tonight’s been unfortunate.
Somehow I find my release and she fights back a gag. I puff on my joint and stare up at the night sky, as she gets to her feed, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. I stay quiet, thinking she’ll eventually figure out I’m no longer interested, and she’ll leave.
But Emily here doesn't catch a clue.
She pushes her tits against my chest and I wrinkle my nose at the strong perfume. When I don’t make a move to touch her, she frowns. Emily reaches under her mini dress, and then I feel her wiggling, trying to take off her panties.