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“Ok. If you need anything, let me know.”

“Thanks.” He dropped his hand, but neither of us moved, just staring at one another. A door slamming broke us from our trance and I started walking up the stairs. After I missed the first couple, I decided to bend over with my hands on the stairs, walking up them slowly on all fours.

I heard a chuckle behind me, so I peeked between my legs and found Enzo standing in his doorframe without a shirt on, watching me.

“I fell.”

He ran up a few steps. “Here. Let me help.” He grabbed me around my hips and helped guide me up the rest of the stairs and across my room. I tripped, and we both fell onto my bed. I rolled over on my back and he was lying on top of me. “Oops.”

I laughed and before I knew what I was doing; I leaned up and kissed him, pressing my lips against his, and then I stopped. “I’m… I’m sorry… I don’t know why I did that.”

He smiled, standing up. “It’s ok. I liked it.”

I returned his smile. “I liked it too.”

He walked out of the room and shut my door. I heard a rumble like he’d fallen down some stairs, but then he quickly said, “I’m ok!”

I didn’t move from my bed. I turned my head, so I was looking out the window at the star covered sky in complete bliss.

My first kiss.

Chapter ten

Gage - Out of my Bed and Out of my Head

Igrabbedthepickaxeand slammed it into the wall as chips of rock flew off. I reared it back and swung it as hard as I could into the wall again. It had been over two days and I couldn’t get the image of Scarlet in the shower out of my head.

Her hand rubbed slowly down her body, crossing over her breasts and parting her creamy thighs.I knew I should have turned away- should have walked away- but I couldn’t.She moved her fingers around delicately.She was inexperienced. She hadn’t done that before, or many times at the very least. I could show her what to do. She would live in ecstasy for days if I helped her. I would make her toes curl and her back arch, sending those beautiful breasts in the air.She continued circling and then stuck a finger in, gently probing.Who was she thinking about? Was it me? Or was it Enzo and his perky, always smiling, face?

I slammed the pickaxe again as the memory of her touching herself continued to dance around in my head. I slammed it again. Two days!

She didn’t moan. She wasn’t doing it right.

I could show her. I would make her come.

I bet it would taste sweet.

I slammed the pickaxe again.

Fucking Scarlet! I could feel my cock pulsing at the thought of her.

“Everything ok over there?” Dresden asked.

“Fine.” I mumbled.

“Girl troubles?” Enzo skipped over.

“Fuck off.”

The last two days had been nearly unbearable. He had been giddy… more giddy than usual, and it was infuriating. He wouldn’t say why, but I had a feeling it had something to do with Scarlet. Everything around the house lately seemed to have to do with her.

Everyone loved her. She was great. Blah, blah, blah.

She was getting herself off in my shower, she fucking laid in my bed, and I could smell her scent all over my bowl and spoon the night she first stayed at our house. It was like she was designed to fuck with me and make me want what I can’t have. My own personal torture- payback from the Goddess, I’m sure. There was a pureness inside of her and a darkness that filled me. It would destroy her and enjoy doing it.

No, people like me didn’t get happiness.

Water and soap bubbles washed over her perky little nipples, sliding down her body.