Page 35 of Giving Up


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I’m in a million places at once. I feel dizzy from the alcohol, from the lust fogging my mind, but my body is buzzing, my skin on fire. I haven’t felt this alive in months and God it feels so damn good.

But wait.

His house?

“Your house?” I pant.

“My house,” he confirms.

“How old are you?”

“Who cares, you’re eighteen, right?”

I nod as his gaze eats my whole body. Up, down, up, down it goes.

“Good, no more stupid questions then. Shut that mouth and spread those legs.”

His words have a one-way effect on me. I’m soaking.

Xi grabs the back of my thighs and lifts me up on the bathroom counter. I land on make-up and toothbrushes, but I don’t care. He’s like a carnivore eating my lips, my tongue, licking my neck. His hands are on my knees, spreading my legs apart.

I tremble under him and my hands go to his jeans. I make quick work of his zipper and grab his hard cock through his boxers. Rock. Hard.

“Fuck,” he whispers above my lips. He takes a step back to take his dark green t-shirt off and is back on me in a split second, taking my tight tank top off. His NSC dagger tattoo is on his shoulder, and right above his left pectoral, he’s got the Greek letter ‘Xi’ Ξ tattooed.

He’s hot. Really damn hot.

His eyes are glued to my bra-covered breasts for long seconds and I squeeze his dick tight to bring him back to reality. He hisses and grabs my breasts in his hands.

“You’re so fucking small,” he breathes in my ear. “I bet you’re tight as fuck.”

I squirm when he rubs me through my pants as his other hand squeezes my tit through my red-lace bra.

He unzips my pants and his hand dips in my underwear.

“Fuck, yeah,” he sighs in pleasure. “Stoneview’s pussy, always wet for us North Shore guys, aren’t you?”

I should be outraged. Ashamed, angry, and repulsed.

But I’ve been enough of a hypocrite this year. I came to this party because I knew I wouldn’t find my fix in Stoneview.

Xi and I have the same intentions and there’s no need to pretend otherwise.

So instead of slapping him across the face for his sexist comment, for his offensive portrayal of women, I happily let him slide two fingers in as I nod to his statement.

I wince at the harsh intrusion but my body melts under his movement. I have to put both hands on the counter as his fingers move in and out of me.

“You’re a real naughty girl, Jamie. I saw it as soon as you walked in.”

I nod again, moaning for him.

“The kind that looks really innocent are always the dirtiest ones.”

His mouth finds mine and I whimper with need.

I didn’t expect what came next.

Neither of us could have.

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