Page 17 of Locked Hearts


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Blowing out a breath, we head to the library. I need to get a head start on my essay for history class. When we reach the door to enter, he stops me and points toward the kitchen. My stomach growls at the thought of actually eating dinner with my friends. I wonder if Ash has finally ranted himself out.

“Ugh, I wish, man, but we have a lot of work. How about you grab us some snacks and sandwiches from Sister Gemma?” I suggest and he nods.

“Yeah, it’s better than nothing. I’ll be right back.” He hands me his bag, then heads to the kitchen as I walk into the library. It’s not busy, and Sister Lee is reading a magazine when I sign us in. She looks up and gives me a smile, then hands me a key to one of the private rooms on the third floor. She knows I prefer to work up there.

Dropping our bags on the table, I walk to the stacks, intent on finding a book on the history of heresies in Catholicism. Finding it, I return to the table and start writing notes for my paper.

Elias returns as I work, and my stomach grumbles. Chuckling, I eagerly take the sandwich he holds out for me. “I’ve been skipping meals way more than I should,” I admit, as I eat with Elias. “Thank you for grabbing these, I wouldn’t have been able to concentrate otherwise, with the sounds my stomach is making,” I joke.

Elias grins with a nod as we devour our food. “I’m starving too after working out, and really we’re just doing what coach told us to. Do you mind helping me with my paper? It’s okay if you have other stuff going on… I know technically you’re not tutoring today.”

Taking pity on the poor kid, I do what I promised to do. “We’ll work on our papers together. How does that sound?” I ask.

Elias nods, and for the next half hour, we work hard to get as much done as we can. Periodically, one of us will get up to get a book that we need, and if Elias is stuck on something, he asks. I really think he needs someone to just keep him on track, because he’s doing really well so far.

Elias picks up his phone and frowns at the text message. “Hey, I’m going to go find a book I need. I’ll be back, yeah?” He walks off texting without waiting for a response.

“That was weird,” I mutter, as I keep writing. I’m deep into my paper when I look up, wondering where he went. Glancing at my phone, I realize it’s been twenty minutes.Maybe he went to the bathroom?

I’m not his keeper, but I am curious as to where he went off to. Standing, I stretch my back out with a sigh. These chairs are not comfortable. Deciding that I’m not going to let him waste anymore of my time, since my paper is almost done, I head into the stacks to look for him.

A low moan sounds as I start to turn the corner, and I bite my lip.Is someone seriously fucking in the stacks?!I would have thought that was a little clichéd, but whatever. Abstinence is a big thing here, but I know a lot of the students are doing anal and head. God’s blindspots.

I haven’t risked any of that, but it’s not like I haven’t imagined it, or felt like pushing the boundaries when Ash kisses me.

Leaning around the corner, I see someone bent over, his strong back muscles on display, his shirt being used as a gag. Wow, yeah, that seems a little out of the norm. Usually it's a girl on her knees. I don’t know who it is, but my eyes widen as I see he’s being fucked. I’m hard as a rock as I watch, my thoughts filled with the day I’ll be able to do that. Maybe with Chastity, or Ash. His ass would feel amazing clenching down on my cock. My hand drifts to my sweatpants, and I rub my cock through the material. This is so wrong, but it feels amazing.

I pull my hood up and slip deeper into the shadows, then pull out my cock, as if in a trance. Fisting myself, I bite my lip hard to keep my moans in. My balls are already tingling. This isn’t going to take me long.

My hand moves up to the tip of my cock, circling it to cover it in the pre-cum leaking from the slit before dragging back down. My eyes focus on the fucking teens, my teeth grinding together because it feels so damn good.

God, I can’t wait until I can have Ash like that. Would he want me to fuck his tight ass? Maybe I’ll bring it up with him, after we’re initiated. My head drops back as I use their moans to fuel my fantasy.

Hand moving faster, I imagine Ash begging me to fill him, my fist fucking his dick until he explodes all over.

Whoever’s fucking the guy bent over comes with a growl, and I know I’m about to follow him. I continue watching as he pulls out, and the guy gets to his feet before turning and gripping the other guy's hair.

Oh shit! It’s Elias. He kisses the unknown person hard, then shoves him to his knees, making him submit and suck him off until he bites his fist to muffle his orgasm. The sounds of slurping and groaning set me off. Fuck, that was intense.

Breathing hard, I stare at my hand, covered in cum…What the hell do I do now?I slip deeper into the rows of books so I’m not caught, then tuck myself in and lick the cum off my hand, imagining it’s Ash’s. I’ll need to make a stop at the bathroom.

I glance back at Elias and his friend, silently thanking them for the live porn. I never would have thought that tonight would take such a turn, but I feel relaxed now, so maybe it was a blessing in disguise.

Chapter11

I’m starving, and my stomach is growling. Scowling, I head to the café for breakfast. I really hope no one decides to get in my way today, because I’m on a hair trigger fuse. This new girl is getting on my last nerve, and I really need to ask Levi to spar with me.

Lately, I can’t get a handle on my anger, and everything annoys me. I want to, but then something else takes me by surprise and sets me off. Initiation is coming up. I’m pent up and sexually frustrated, so the stress of both is getting to me. My best friends are walking wet dreams, and none of this is helping my situation.

Sitting down, I smile thinly at the waiter who comes to get my order. I don’t even have to look at the menu, I already know what I want. It’s the same thing I’ve been eating since I was weaned from the baby food at age two. Two scrambled eggs and a side of bacon. Some days I’ll switch it up and have sausage, but the orphanage I grew up in always had eggs donated from a local farm.

“I can’t fucking believe it,” Bast groans, as he picks at his own food. Some fancy ass eggs benedict. Smells like sour milk to me.

“I thought I was bad after a shit day yesterday. There’s only room for one surly asshole today. So, tell me, why are you in such a mood?” I ask, frowning.

Vaguely, I pray that it’s not the new girl again, because it’ll just be one more way she’s going to piss me off.Why is she everywhere I turn?! Always causing problems…

“Chastity said she was going to check with her grandmother to see if she could start eating with us. Or at least just for lunch, since it's between her classes. I wanted to prove to you that she isn’t too good for us. I think you’ll actually like her, if you get to know her. You always act like she’s an annoyance to you, Ash. I don’t get it,” he says, shaking his head.

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