AVA

I could swear I had a hand in what was happening to me right now, but was I going to admit it? Not likely. No, not ever.

I raised my eyes slightly, just so I could catch sight of my immediate surroundings again. Prior to this moment, I'd blinked a couple of times, while I muttered a prayer that somehow, perhaps by a miracle, I would magically get myself out of the hole I'd dug up for myself. But as I stared at the beady eyes of the teenagers boring holes into my skin, it was every indication I didn't know I needed.

I was screwed. Officially.

Dread coiled in my stomach, and I couldn't help but think back to the moment that had brought me here. Liam had asked me a simple question, one I'd definitely seen coming. What I didn't expect from myself, was the answer I gave instead.

"Truth or dare, Ava?" Liam's voice from before echoed in my ear. "Choose wisely."

I could swear the urge to whisper Truth had been strong in my mind, but at the last moment, I had to mess it all up by choosing dare.

"Dare." my voice wobbled, but I'd cleared my throat before speaking again. "I choose dare."

"Ouuuu." Catcalls filled the room, but nothing could calm my heart thumping wildly in my chest.

"Alright then," Liam had picked up again. "I dare you, to kiss a random stranger.

"You heard me." He repeated. "Anyone of your choice. All you have to do is kiss him."

And it was at that moment, I realized how badly I'd messed up. I'd done something stupid, so incredibly stupid that the fact that I'd showed up at this party suddenly felt like something to be praised for, and not the other way around.

I chose dare.

Why? Why had that word slipped out of my mouth like a daredevil version of me had taken over? I could've picked truth. I could've said something like my favorite genre was romance or that I liked to count sheep when I was bored. But no, my big mouth just had to betray me. And now, here I was, expected to kiss someone random at the party. Like that wasn't traumatizing enough, it got worse.

I turned towards Liam. A tiny part of me had wished he was joking, but the moment I caught sight of the sly smirk on his lips, everything faded away in an instant.

My stomach twisted, and a million and one knots formed in my stomach all at once. That traitor smirk told me everything I needed to know about this whole setup. He knew I was about to lose our bet.

We'd made it years ago, half joking and half seriously. The bet entailed that whoever had their first kiss last would win. There wasn't any prize attached to it, just pure gloating and bragging rights till any of them finally decided to let it die down.

I'd planned to go easy on him. I really planned to. After all, it wasn't like anything bad or heinous had happened yet. In fact, a small part of me was actually beginning to see parties as not too much of a big deal. There had been no major fall, and I hadn't been embarrassed yet. All I was doing was pretending to vibe with what the hell they were doing.

But now? He had definitely crossed a line.

Liam's smug expression wasn't helping matters at all. It sat pretty on his face, and the more I saw it, the more furious I became. He'd thought I wasn't going to go through with it. He thought I would chuckle out because my first kiss was far too precious to waste on a stupid dare.

I parted my lips to speak, but no words came out. Heat prickled at the back of my eyes, and if I didn't act now, then it wouldn't take long for the dam behind my eyes to break free, that was for sure. Liam must have caught sight of my internal debate, because he raised his brow on response, his eyes silently daring me to back down.

Nope.

"Fine." I let out after what seemed like forever, much to everyone's surprise. "I'll do it."

"It's just a kiss." I muttered to myself. Heaven knows I would much rather lock lips with someone I had no chance of meeting up with again, than let Liam win the bet. "No big deal."

"What?" The smug smile on Liam's lips was nowhere to be found. Instead, the expression on his face had fallen into what could be easily classified as a small frown. "You're joking."

"I'm not." I got up so fast the cushions scattered. Even the others made way for me, their eyes glinting with mischief. "I'm going to do it."

I didn't wait for any more words from Liam. I didn't even look at him anymore. Instead, my eyes trailed the circle, and I was able to spot Asher in one corner. I had no idea what he was doing, but I just knew he had tapped out of the game a while ago.

The circle broke into excited whispers and rustling as everyone jumped to follow. A dare was a show obviously, and apparently, they all wanted front row seats.

I pushed through the crowd, and with how loudly my heart was thumping, I could swear it was in sync with the loud bass from the speakers. My eyes scanned the room, and fortunately for me, I didn't have to search for too long to find my target.

Or not.

Dangerous was the first word that came to mind the moment I saw him. Tattoos peeled from the leather jacket that swung over his shoulder, and by how broad he was, I could tell he was all muscles. His brown hair caught the light, and I would be lying if I said I'd ever felt the urge to run my hands through someone else's hair before now. It was even more dangerous that the said urge, was tied to a man.

A dangerously, sexy man that is.

He was perched against the kitchen archway, a drink in hand. With how casually he was leaving against the wall, he looked nothing short of those bad boys from the romance novels I'd snuck underneath my bed just so I could read it later.

He had dimples and a sharp jawline that could cut through steel. His gray eyes shone, and for a minute, I imagined what it would be like to get lost in them. He was exactly the kind of boy my parents warned me about, and the kind that I usually crossed the street to avoid.

Perfect.

Without thinking, I walked straight to him, my pulse roaring in my ears.

"Excuse me." My voice was steadier than I felt, and I exhaled in relief. He turned to me the moment the words slid past my lips, and I watched a hint of amusement dance in his eyes. Before I could second guess myself though, I pressed my lips against his.

It was supposed to be light, you know, like a quick brush. Not deep enough for a real kiss, but just enough to satisfy the dare and leave before the ground swallowed me while.

Apparently, he had other plans.

He didn't let me leave. Instead, he snaked his arm around my waist, pulling me flush against him with effortless strength. My back hit the wall, and he kissed me again. Harder this time. My skin buzzed as it came alive, like someone had plugged me into a socket and I was reacting to it.

A low moan bubbled at the base of my throat, but whether or not he'd heard it, I didn't care. On instinct, I grabbed a fistful of hair, just to ground myself from my knees giving way beneath me.

"Damn!" Cheers erupted behind me, and I just knew it was the group. Someone whistled, but they all collectively yelled. "Go Ava."

When we finally broke apart, I was breathless with my face red, but there was something else that buzzed underneath my skin. Triumph. He must have thought the same thing because he sent me a lazy smirk, before releasing me. He didn't say a word, and neither did I as I made my way back to the room.

I turned just to find Liam and Asher staring at me. Asher looked impressed, while Liam on the other hand, looked like he'd swallowed lime.

With a slight spring in my step, I made my way back to the cushion. Liam's eyes trailed my every move, but I ignored him, like I hadn't just kissed a random stranger like they did in the romance books I read. The game continued, but I barely noticed. Again and again, the bottle spun but I refrained from choosing dare again. Instead, I opted to picking truth and drinking when the options became more raunchier and nasty.

It didn't take too long for the effects of the alcohol to give in. My vision blurred at the side and dizzy spells gripped me by both sides. It was late, I could tell, but I also really needed to pee, and badly too. If I didn't do something about it, I could burst, and I knew that the lightheadedness I was feeling clearly didn't mean anything as opposed to being pressed.

My eyes scanned the crowd, and I scrunched up my nose at the state of the two people I'd come with. Asher has slumped on one of the bean bags, completely knocked out cold and Liam was right next to him.

Great.

I forced myself up in that moment, and as I weaved through the bodies that laughed and partied, all i wanted to do was find thr bathroom. My steps were uneven and my vision fuzzy. I was this close to come crashing down, when someone's hands wrapped around my arm from behind.

"Where are you headed, princess?" A voice slurred in my ears, and I recoiled immediately. He reeked of stale alcohol and something else. Something dangerous.

"Let me go." I tried to yank my hand away from him, but he was too fast. Too strong too.

He laughed, but it didn't last long. One minute he was grinning and sporting his cracked teeth, and the neck, someone's fist dug straight into his nose.

I blinked in surprise and the moment my hero came into the picture, I froze. It was him, that same guy I'd kissed a while back.

"Is he bothering you?" He turned to me immediately, like he hadn't just broken someone's nose.

" I don't know." My brain was jumbled. "I just..I need to pee."

"I'll help you." He tilted his head to the side, and I didn't miss the concern in his eyes. "Come.."

"No " even in my hazy state, my instincts screamed at how much of a bad idea it was. "I got it. Thank you."

He didn't push. All he did was watch me with those dark eyes as I stumbled away. I wasn't sure how I was able to do it, but somehow I found the bathroom.

I stripped myself of my jeans as quickly as possible. I'd barely managed to lock the door, but nothing mattered as much as the relief I got once I was done. It was a miracle how I didn't stain my pants, and just as I rinsed my face, the door behind mr swung open.

I caught sight of the guy I'd kissed from the mirror, and before I could turn to face him, and tell him off, he was already cutting the distance between us.

"I..." the words had barely slid past my lips before he cupped my face. His palm was warm against my cheeks as he kissed me, and I couldn't help but melt into his touch.

The kiss was slower this time, and much less of a dare. The kiss lasted for a few more seconds before he pulled back, just to gaze in my eyes.

With a rough voice, he let out slowly.

"We're going to finish what you started."

And just like that, the world tilted again, not from alcohol, but him.

Shit..

AVA

I couldn't believe my eyes, not with what had just happened. I had the evidence right in front of me, but it felt like a tiny part of me had chosen this exact moment to play a prank on me, or worse, mess with my emotions.

What the hell was going on? Or more importantly, what had I just gotten myself into?

I wanted to ask, but who was going to entertain my question? We were alone in the bathroom and even if someone were to stumble in here, the chances that they were wasted and clearly not in their right senses would be through the roof.

A shuffling sound reached my ears, and that was all it took to snap me out of my thoughts. I raised my eyes, and to my surprise, he was still there. The distance between us had reduced a bit, and my foggy mind just couldn't how she when he'd inched closer. Up close, he looked even more handsome than our first kiss. Call me crazy or whatever, but I could swear his lips were still swollen, and the fact that I had a hand in it made my stomach flutter.

He inched closer again, and this time, I didn't budge. His fingers grazed the side of my cheeks and it sent shivers down my spine. My breath hitched in my throat as he trailed the outline of my lips with his thumb. It lingered on my mouth, and for a moment, I had the urge to suck on it, or at least do something crazy.

What was wrong with me? It definitely had to be the alcohol.

His eyes met mine, and even though no words slid past his lips, I felt his eyes said it all.

"Ready?"

I nodded once, and before I could catch my breath, his lips had found mine again. My stomach churned as pleasure pooled in the pit of my belly. One would think that after kissing him twice I would get used to it. Instead, his kisses sent sparks down my spine. I arched my body in response and he deepened his hold on my lips.

A moan bubbled at the base of my throat as he ran his tongue over my bottom lip. He nipped at it, like his very life depended on it. He tasted too much of whiskey and mint, with a hint of something else. Maybe it was that deadly combination that made it so intoxicating, but I was way past caring at this point.

I was too drunk to refuse, too drunk to stop myself from leaning into him. I was too drunk to not like the way his mouth moved on mine. It was slow, hot and addictive, and I wanted more. No, I needed it.

Every nerve in my body was alive, screaming at me to pull back, to stop , to think. But my fingers were already tangled in his dark hair. My body responded in ways I didn't expect, like it didn't care about consequences. Just pure sensation and pleasure.

I was still knee deep into it all, when I heard it. A click, the unmistakable sound of the bathroom door locking.

"We wouldn't want your brother interrupting now, would we?" he whispered, his lips brushing her ear. His voice was snug and intimate, and I shivered.

I froze, but I wasn't sure if it was how my body tingled thanks to his voice, or the possibility of what locking the door behind him meant.

He lifted me in one swift movement, before placing me on the sink like I weighed nothing. The porcelain was cold beneath my thighs, despite the jeans that hugged my legs, but his hands were warm. They were everywhere at once, coaxing , teasing, kneading and learning me like a map he planned on memorizing.

My heart pounded loudly against my ribs, no matter how hard I tried to stop it. I wasn't sure what was happening anymore. I didn't know what part of me was thinking, what part of me was drunk, and what part of me just wanted him.

He moved like he knew what he was doing, like he knew exactly how to unravel me, and it turned me on all the more.

"You've never done this before,have you?"his breath fanned my cheek, while his fingers brushed the hem of my top.

I shook my head slowly, and a cheeky grin made its way to my face.

Without so much as another word, he pulled open my zipper, before pulling down the rest of my pants. The air from the window nipped at my skin, and goosebumps formed instantly.

"You'll be so tight around me." His voice dropped to a low whisper. "I can almost feel it. Taste it even."

I didn't get a chance to react or speak, as his fingers trailed up my thighs. The movement was slow and deliberate and I squirmed on my makeshift seat. The more he inched closer, the more my breath hitched in my throat. Wetness pooled in between my thighs, and I could already smell my own arousal. He smirked as his fingers grazed my panty line.

Suddenly, the choice to wear a lacy set didn't sound too embarrassing. With so much dexterity he pulled it to the side, and shoved a finger inside me. I moaned out loud as pleasure burst through me. My vision blurred, and it didn't help that he was still going. He moved his finger in a circular motion, like he was exploring my insides. His grin widened, and I could tell he enjoyed seeing me that way. He enjoyed the fact that I was at his mercy.

"Do you like that?" He growled in my ear. He nipped at me earlobe, and I shamelessly offered my neck to him. "Fuck, you're so tight. Do you think we can slip another finger in there?"

I didn't think, I just nodded, and another wave of ecstasy pulsed through my body. Stars clouded my vision, and my stomach churned in excitement. Beads of sweat lined my forehead, and my fingers dug into the sink beneath me. I writhed in pleasure with a hint of pain, sweet, sweet pain. I climbed higher and higher, the pleasure ladder, and just when I thought I'd gotten to the top, he pulled away from me.

I gasped, in equal parts shock and equal parts want. A whine hung on the tip of my tongue, but the intense stare he gave me was all it took to have me frozen in my spot.

Slowly, he reached for my hand. Sparks buzzed where our skin touched, but before I could make sense of it, he guided my hand to the fly of his pants. The moment my parents came in contact with the huge bulge he was hiding, my throat ran dry completely.

"Do you like this?" He wasn't referring to my hand on his cock, but everything in general. It was exhilarating, and even my body would betray me if I tried to say no. "Do you want me to stop?"

Even in a million years, I didn't see that question coming. Why would he want to stop?

"You have tears in your eyes." he responded, almost as if he could hear my thoughts. "If you don't like it, I can..."

"No." My response came out faster than I expected. A blush followed the action, but he didn't seem to mind. "I don't want you to stop."

"Why are you crying then?" His voice washed over me, and my cheeks heated up all the more. A part of me knew he already knew the answer, but he probably got turned on by seeing me flustered.

"I..." again, he didn't let me speak, because his hands came against my thigh. Gently, he pushed my legs wider, before pulling me closer towards him. I had no idea what he was about to do, but the moment his head dipped, I knew.

His lips found my entrance, and he licked at it. Once, twice. I writhed over the sink, but his hands held me firm. He lapped at my core like a man possessed, and my hands found their way into his hair. I tugged at it, and as he groaned against me, the vibrations sent me back to cloud nine and back.

"Argh." My moans shot past my lips and hit the roof, but he didn't relent. He sucked at my clit, and the fact that my own arousal hit me square in the nose did something to my insides. "Please.."

"Come for me, you little slut." Heaven knows I would have frowned had these words been used to me on a normal day. But this wasn't a regular day. It could easily be one of the best days of my life. "ride my mouth."

.

I wasn't sure what he meant, so I pushed myself deeper into his face. He groaned in response, so I took that as a sign that I'd done it right. We went on for what seemed like forever, until a tidal wave of pleasure hit me where I least expected it. I was barely done riding out the high of it all when he pulled me down from the sink.

I felt naked and tried to cover myself, but he wasn't having it. His hands found mine, before locking them behind me. He shoved me against the mirror, as he bent me over the sink. My heart raced, not in fear, but in anticipation of what was coming. I hadn't done this before, but it was safe to say I was excited.

The sound of a zipper unzipping reached my ears, and I snuck a peek behind me to see him doing away with his pants. The bulge I'd touched some moments back sprung forward to reveal a giant cock. It was the first one I'd seen, and shocked couldn't even begin to describe what I felt. His length throbbed violently and I didn't miss the veins that surrounded him.

"Ready, princess?" He whispered into my ear. His palm collided against the curve of my ass, and I shuddered. "It's going to hurt a little."

I nodded, just before pressing my eyes shut. He eased into me so easily and a groan pierced through the night. He rammed into me from behind over and over again. Pain bloomed in my centre, but it didn't last long. Pleasure replaced it in an instant and I found myself clutching the side of the sink.

My arousal filled the bathroom and the sound of skin slapping against skin drowned the music coming from the house. Beads of sweat lined my forehead, as he fisted my hair in his hands. He tugged my scalp towards him, just to place a sloppy kiss against my ear and the corner of my mouth.

"You feel so good!" His voice was strained. "You feel soo fucking good."

His other hand snaked around my body,just to find my nipple. He fondled my breasts like he owned them. My nipples were taut from his touch, but I craved more. I wanted more. His length stretched every inch of my walls and with each thrust, I could feel his cock hitting my lower belly.

Stars clouded my vision, and my body tingled with ecstasy. I was this close to bursting from pleasure and I wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

"Do you want to come?" He whispered in my ears, and I nodded. "Tell me you want to come."

"I do." my voice was strained. "I want to come."

That did it. With a loud grunt he pushed into me than usual. The clapping sound grew louder and as we cried out, I felt him shoot his load into me.

My breaths came out jagged, but it didn't stop the smile that made its way to my lips. I pressed my eyes shut as I allowed what I'd just done to wash over me. I allowed myself a couple of minutes to myself, but even though I wasn't sure what came next, I definitely wasn't looking forward to the silence that had washed over the bathroom.

My eyes widened the moment I realized I wasn't the only one in the bathroom. Whatever happiness I felt earlier disappeared immediately. A pang filled my chest, and tears stung my eyes. Instead of letting them fall, I picked up what was left of my clothes and dignity. I made sure I was dressed, before heading out to the party again.

"Let's go Liam." I found both boys lounging in the corner. I didn't so much as wait for them to come around before heading to the car and driving us home.

A small part of me had thought that I would feel better by the time I woke up, but I really was mistaken. I'd made a stupid decision last night and it had cost me the one thing I managed to pride myself on. I didn't mean to sound rude, but right now, there literally wasn't a difference between me and the other girls at school.

As I prepared for the school day, I made a mental note to avoid Liam. It was going to be hard, but since I'd sworn to do so, I was going to do everything in my power to make sure it happened. He was the reason for all of this. If I hadn't gone to the party last night, then none of this would have happened. I was even more pissed that he was able to convince me to leave the house.

"Never again." I swore under my breath. "never again would I be influenced to do something as absurd as that"

"Hey, Ava." Speak of the devil and he shall appear. Liam stood at the entrance to my room as he spoke, but I didn't dare cast him a glance. "Um, thanks for driving us back home last night. I was so wasted that I didn't...."

I didn't let him finish. I didn't need to. I stormed past him, and even as he called after me, I flatly ignored him. The ride to school was quiet since I was the only one, but I let it be. I didn't even have the zeal to carry on. As the clock ticked by, a part of me couldn't wait for the closing bell to chime.

Once I was done with the last class, then all of my dreams for the day would come true.

"Good afternoon, class." I'd barely settled into chemistry class, my favorite, when the teacher walked in. "Today, we have a new student joining us. Please come in."

I raised my head from my notebook, and the moment I did, I wish I hadn't. Just standing in front of the bathroom, was him. The guy from last night.

Oh no.

AVA

I'd never looked forward to someone's reaction in my life more than I did now. While I didn't care about others or what they felt, I, for some strange reason, happened to care what she thought about our little cute meet. If we could call it that. I'd planned everything from the start, and now that the moment had come, a small part of me couldn't help but feel proud of myself. The reaction I'd gotten from her was satisfying as fuck, and I would be lying if I said I was going to forget the look on her face.

If it was up to me, best believe I would have taken a picture of her and probably frame it. Not only would I hang it up, but I would probably hang it next to a drawn image of her, but naked this time.

I bit back the sly smirk that made its way to my lips as I pulled myself out of my thoughts. Time seemed to have slowed a bit, and it felt like we were the only ones who mattered in the world. Her eyes were still on me, and while her brain obviously rushed to come up with a solution or explanation as to why I was here, I took that as my cue to take her in.

She was beautiful, with her hair tied up and a few stray strands cupping her face. Her eyes shone with a million and one emotions, but the most obvious ones happened to be shock, with a hint of something else. Something else that had blood rushing to my groin. Simply put, she looked priceless, like a deer caught in headlights, or like a prey who never thought his time to be hunted would come. But alongside all of that, was something else.

She looked relatively upset.

Did she not want to see me again? Had she not enjoyed herself last night? Or what if she was like that because I'd left without a word?

Many more possibilities swirled around in my mind, but before I could consider any of them, a voice broke through my thoughts.

"Are you listening, young man?" It was the teacher, and I took the frown he was wearing that I'd missed half of what he'd said. "Introduce yourself to the class please."

"Hi. I'm Kye." I didn't bother apologizing and as I spoke,I made sure my eyes didn't leave hers. "Happy to be here."

A couple of murmurs rose from the other students, but I wouldn't say I cared. I wanted her to remember the name, I wanted it imprinted in her mind, not like she was going to forget though. She couldn't, even if she wanted to. The teacher nodded in my direction, and I took that as my cue to leave. I did a quick scan of the classroom, and the moment I spotted an empty seat next to her, I almost let out a victory dance. She stiffened the moment I sat next to her, and while that was amusing, I didn't focus on that.

Sitting next to her made my blood boil. I was finally going to get my revenge, and this was only the beginning of it all. Baby steps as people called it. By the time I was done with her, she wouldn't be able to tell what the hell hit her.

The rest of the class passed by in a blur. I didn't bother concentrating because I knew it would only be a waste of time. The girl seated by my side though, had a completely different outlook to things. It was obvious she tried her level best to ignore me, but my presence and aura was just too much for her. She'd knocked down her pen more times than I could count, and all through the class, she didn't do much as crane her neck in my direction.

She must have been on edge though, because the moment the warning bell chimed, she was out the door like a wounded pup searching for shelter. I let her run, because it didn't matter. No matter how far she thought she could get away from me, she was still going to walk into my trap.

"Going somewhere?" Were the first words that slid past my lips the moment I cornered her in the hallway. She was trapped in between a vending machine and what seemed to be an abandoned locker, and if that didn't shield her properly from the public eye, then I had no idea what would suffice. She gasped out loud, clearly not expecting me to have her cornered like this, but I didn't give two fucks about it. "If I didn't know better, I would say you're trying to run away from me."

She paled. Her eyes darted from one point to another, and just when I thought she wouldn't speak, she did the opposite.

"That wouldn't be surprising." She let out slowly. "It's only normal since you're the one who taught me that."

I wanted to laugh, but I knew it wouldn't have too much of an effect on her, so I did the opposite.

"Tell me you at least got some pills." My voice was low, cold even. "I just happened to load a lot of me inside you."

Her eyes widened immediately, and this time, I didn't bother biting back my laugh. She was rooted in bed spot, that fire she'd started with nowhere to be found. Some might think of it as a cruel thing to do, but I decided to use her shock to my advantage.

"I suggest you have a lot of that at hand." I inched closer towards her. "I'll be cumming hard in you and so much too, I don't think you'd want to run out of them."

"Asshole." She spat the words at me. "Freaking asshole."

I grinned, and that must have made her all the more mad. She made a way to move, but I was quick to step in, cutting her off mid step.

"One more thing." I tilted my head to the side. "If you don't want your parents to know about our little session from last night then I would suggest you do as I say."

"What?" Her eyebrows were raised, but not in defiance, but rather fear. "What are you...."

"I will tell them if you don't listen to me." I continued. "I have proof and once they get their hands on that...poof."

I emphasized on the last word, and I watched her scrunch up her face. As she decided on the next face to pull next, I slipped my phone out of my pocket, just to slide a video to her face. It wasn't any video, but hers.

"Where did you get this?" She asked, her voice strained and eyes still on my phone. "how did you get this?"

"Oh, it's a little recording I made. It's not a big deal." It was a big deal, because I'd managed to catch her facial expression while I shot my load into her.

"Give me that." Heat prickled at her cheeks, tinting them red, and perhaps if the scenario was different, I would have called her cute, but it wasn't. She reached out to grab my phone, but I was faster, dangling it above her head instead. "Give me that phone right now, you asshole.

"I have a better idea instead." My voice dropped to a whisper as I pushed her against the wall instead. She was pinned and for a minute, I allowed the feel of my name on her tongue wash over me. "You're mine now, you and your pussy. For the next three months you will be at my neck and call in bed. Whenever I want you, you will listen and you will come. You can't say no, you can't refuse me. It's either that, or I'll send the video not only to your parents, but the entire school too."

That must have done the trick because she let out a warped cry. I didn't wait to see what other reaction she had up her sleeve. The moment I was sure to have passed across my message, I pushed away from her, before heading in the opposite direction.

I allowed my feet to carry me faster than normal, and in no time, I was standing in front of the coach.

"Good morning." He raised his head at me. "I'm Kye, I'm new. I would like to try out for the team.."

The bald old man didn't say a word, at least not for the next few seconds. Instead, his eyes raked over me, like he could tell if I was a good player or not simply by looking at me.

"Fine." Coach coughed. "If you're good at the field today, then you can play."

Since that was a good enough answer for me, I nodded once before heading out and towards the field. I'd barely arrived when I locked eyes with someone.

Liam.

My blood boiled at the sight of him, and even though my true motive for being here quickly rise to the top, I pushed it back down again. Now wasn't the time for that. A smile made its way to my lips and I let it. Who knew when last I was going to be smiling this genuinely?

The game lasted for a while, and even though it was tasking to say the least, the coach's words at the end of it made it worth it.

"You've really impressed me, lad." He slapped a hand to my shoulder. "You're in." The other players whooped and cheered all around me at the news. A couple of them even hoisted me up on their shoulders in celebration.

A couple of moments later, I was getting ready to leave when someone's footsteps reached my ears.

"Hey." I recognized the voice immediately, but I acted cool. Slowly, I raised my head to come face to face with Liam. "Weren't you at the party last night? How were you in attendance when you only just joined our school?"

Smart question. I almost voiced out my thoughts. Instead of doing that, all I gave him was a grin, before walking out of the so called conversation. Perhaps if he really knew what my plans were, he would prepare rigorously by trying to avoid it, rather than spend his free time asking me stupid questions.

The rest of the school day went by in a blur and before long, it was time to go home, but I didn't want to. Not yet, or more specifically, not without stirring up some drama first. I had just walked into the parking lot, when I caught sight of her, Ava.

Somewhere in between classes and practice, I was able to figure out her name, since I didn't get to find out at the party last night. Ava wasn't alone, but the fact that she was talking to her brother didn't mean he couldn't get her if he wanted.

I glanced at my phone and a small smile made its way to my lips. Just displaying on the screen, was Ava's phone number. It wasn't hard to find, and I mentally patted myself in the back for doing such a great job.

"Hello dreamboat" I punched in the words immediately. "Meet me at the bleachers in ten."

Believe me when I said I heard the loud ping from her phone, signifying that she had gotten the message. What I didn't expect, was the response she sent back, and almost instantly too.

AVA: No.

I chuckled at how stubborn she was being before sending her a video. It was a small clip, a three seconds video of her coming back in the bathroom last night. Her face was fully in view and even from a glance, you could tell she was in heaven and wanted more of where that came from.

I watched her reaction the moment she watched the video. She paled instantly, and before long, I watched her frantically search the ends of the parking lot.

She was looking for me.

Out eyes met for a second, and I shot her another text.

ME; You wouldn't me to get there before you, trust me.

She swallowed, just before mumbling something to her twin brother. He seemed to refuse at first, but eventually, he walked off, and the moment he turned away, Ava burst into a sprint in the opposite direction.

Good.

"Good girl." I drawled the moment I met her at the bleachers. With my signature crooked smile,I let out the rest of my words. "Keep being good and this will be over before you know it.

"What do you want?" She had an air of defiance as she crossed her arms across her chest. "Why did you call me here?"

"Tell me," I leaned in close, just before whispering the words. "Have you ever sucked a cock before?"

I could swear I'd seen her all flustered before, but the expression she wore was definitely a discovery. Her eyes were wide like a deer caught in highlights, and I didn't miss the slight tremors that rocked her fingers. If I didn't know better I would have said she was on the verge of passing out.

"I'll take that as a no then." I bit down on my bottom lip, and in the most sultry voice I could pull, I muttered. "Get on your knees, princess . Class is officially in session."