“Awooo! Why the fuck did you kick me?” Dylan shouted, gripping his shin and jumping around like a monkey.
I shrugged. “Bucket list.”
“Kicking me was on your bucket list?”
“No, kicking Janice’s boyfriend was and you are that now, so…”
“Oh. But you could have warned.” Dylan complained.
“Stop being a pussy Dylan.” Ace taunted.
“Yeah lovesick fool.” Dylan muttered, making me blush and Ace coughed in warning.
“Yeah so um let’s do something.” I suggested, changing the topic.
“Let’s get drunk and hit on girls.” Logan suggested excitedly.
“No wonder Marie broke up with you.” Brittany murmured, instantly getting hit by a pillow.
She threw the pillow back but her aim wasn’t that awesome and instead of hitting Logan or even going anywhere near him it hit Ace’s chest, who didn’t miss the chance to scowl at her. She grinned sheepishly sticking her tongue out. I swear even after fifty years these two would never get along.
“Now I know why you can’t do sports.” Ace mocked, taking the pillow and throwing it at Logan who swiftly caught it.
“You should see her running, looks worse than a hippo stuck in mud trying to get out.” Logan taunted and joined in Ace’s loud laughter.
Brittany scowled at them and opened her mouth but I quickly cut her off before another verbal tournament started.
“So let’s go to that new Indian restaurant. I am craving spicy food.”
“Yeah good idea.” Janice said, standing up and keeping her phone in her pocket. Is she ever not on her phone? She’s a complete social freak, her Instagram has over 5000 followers and mine haven’t even reached 500 yet.
“No, there’s a party at Patrick’s place, my cousin. Let’s go there.” Alan suggested, putting his puppy face.
I scowled at him. “I’d rather sit and watch Ryan Higa become innovative and Superwoman become her own parents.”
Alan rolled his eyes. “Ryan doesn’t even know you exist Jo.”
“So? Not like I’m going to propose him.”
“Not with me around.” Bryan muttered decisively, making my face grow warm.
I rolled my eyes at him. “Yeah yeah.”
“So the party?” Alan repeated.
“I’m in.” Logan raised his hand.
“Me too.” Dylan said.
“Me three.” Max grinned.
And soon all were in except me and Ace. I sighed and glanced at Ace who gave a mild shake.
“I think I’ll skip it.” I said, thinking why he didn’t want us to go. Is it because of what I think it is? Shut up you dirty mind.
“Joey.” Janice whined.
“Graceffa.” Dylan joked receiving a glare from Janice.
“Just one party, c’mon please. This cottage is too boring.” Janice pleaded and my eyes drifted to Ace who was looking at the carpet with a slight smirk. Oh that idiot, he was enjoying this.
“Yeah I think I will come.” I said. Instantly his eyes snapped to him and flared.
“We have other plans.” He finally said making everyone oh and ah.
“A girl and a boy alone in a house, oooo I smell babies!” Logan jested, making kissy faces.
Ace threw a pillow at him swiftly hitting his head. “It’s nothing like that.”
“Oh yeah? Then how is it?” Dylan asked, wiggling his eyebrows.
“They’ll use protection Dy.” Max elbowed Dylan, winking at Ace. “Isn’t that right Bryan?”
“Yeah vanilla flavor. Though you should try some other flavors too. You know bring flavor to your life.” Logan said and burst into uncontrollable laughter along with everyone.
I was completely red with embarrassment and my train of dirty thoughts was definitely boosted. I knew if Bryan didn’t do anything today, I just might. Even Bryan had slightly pink cheeks making me want to aww. There’s something incredibly hot about a guy blushing especially one who calls himself a bad boy and is hardly ever embarrassed.
Unfortunately I wasn’t the only one who saw him blushing. “Aww he’s blushing, look at those red pink cheeks.” Alan cracked pointing at his cheeks.
In return Bryan’s cheek turned even pinker. “If you guys don’t want to die so soon I suggest you all shut up.” He hissed and walked away upstairs.
“He’s going to cover his bed with red rose petals and wait for Joanna to lie down in the middle and then hunt her down eat her alive, just like animals, animals, like animals.” Dylan hollered in a sing song voice, quoting Maroon 5 song ‘Animals’, making sure Ace heard him.
“Don’t make me come back there and get into a fist fight with you. We all know who would win.” Ace shouted, stopping to turn and glare at Dylan.
Dylan waved at him and sent him a flying kiss. “You love me way too much to hit me.”
“Right now I hate you.” Ace muttered and went into his room.
“You idiots. Nothing of that sort is going to happen.” I scolded them before following Ace into the room. Secretly I was begging for something like that to happen. What’s wrong with me?
“I still smell babies.” Alan guffawed.
“Nope, I smell vanilla condoms.” Logan corrected and another round of irrepressible laughter ensued.
“Shut up guys.” I slapped Logan’s back and shook my head trying to sound livid but the small smile on my face betrayed me.
After a few seconds I found myself standing in front of Ace’s door. I hesitated before knocking but then thought hell with it, I am his girlfriend I have the right.
“Ace?” I asked, opening the door lightly, thankfully it wasn’t locked.
No reply.
“Bryan?” I repeated, glancing around the room. My eyes took in the discarded jeans and socks lying on the ground next to the bed making me scowl. What is with guys always throwing socks on the floor? Just as I bent to pick them up, I heard shuffling from behind and within seconds I felt arms encircle my waist and lips connect to the left of my neck.
I gasped as I felt the familiar emotions surround me. I felt his smile as he continued his assault on my neck and shoulder. The straps of my tank top lowered and his lips followed the path. I closed my eyes in complete bliss, feeling the sensations. I moaned unconsciously when his teeth scraped on my skin below the neck igniting too many sensations to flow through my veins.
“I- uh we…” I tried to speak but his lips sucked on the skin and all rational thoughts flew out of my mind. That felt so good.
“Bryan.” I moaned, my grip tightening around his hands that encircled my waist.
“Fuck I love it when you moan like that.” He whispered in a hoarse tone, making my insides clench with unfathomable pleasure. I bit my lip and my eyes closed, my head tilting to the right and resting on my shoulder giving him better access as he continued to kiss me.
He happily grabbed the invitation and devoured my neck like it was his lifetime meal. His lips grew more persistent and bolder as he skimmed and grazed from the back of my ear till my shoulder. The hair on the back of my neck were already standing straight saluting Bryan’s talent. Goosebumps all over my body.
His hands slipped inside my top. The cold hands lightly massaging the sides of my warm waist. My body temperature rose and I shivered helplessly, unable to take the immense pleasure and feelings those hands and lips were arousing inside my body.
“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” he asked in such a low tone that I almost missed it because of my moans.
“I- uh no.” I stammered incorrigibly. In response he bought my back closer to his front, I immediately felt his arousal pressing against my back making me gasp. Yes huge, Hulk huge.
“Oh.” I breathed, my eyes widening when he pressed himself closer so that I could feel every inch of him.
He slowly turned me around to face him. I stared into those chocolaty eyes that managed to hypnotize me. If he told me to climb Mt. Everest I know I’d do it in a heartbeat and then realize my idiocy and kick his gorgeous butt.
He slowly leaned his face closer to mine, his eyes not leaving mine. His lips tenderly skimmed against mine. My eyes voluntarily fluttered close until his voice came. “Joanna.” My eyes opened staring into his as he pressed his lips harder on mine, I instantly responded, pressing mine harder. We continued to kiss, tongues battling and hearts speeding.
“Jeez you two are still here? I thought you would have already been under the sheets by now.” An extremely mocking sound came from the still open door, bursting our happy bubble.
I groaned when I saw who it was and Bryan let out a very audible growl, he pulled me closer afraid he’d go and break the intruder’s nose. At this point I wouldn’t even complain.
“I swear I haven’t wanted to punch someone so much since a long time.” Bryan said, his forehead resting on my shoulder.
“Me too.” I agreed, glaring at Max, warning him to get lost before he lost that half American-half Asian nose bridge.
He was born to interrupt our make out sessions.