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He’s right.

I should have been honest with him from the start. My body feels numb and a gentle whirring sound fills my ears. My knees buckle and my palms hit the pavement.

“Jade…Jade! Who was that?” Mom’s frantic voice becomes clear as she climbs from the car and hovers over my crumpled body. The sobs rack through my chest and I can barely breathe, much less answer her.

Twenty-Eight

Fifty

The darkness surrounds me, offering a welcome escape from reality. The whiskey and the dark are the only things keeping me going lately. I lift my glass to my lips, tasting the sweet liquid as it washes over my tongue.

A wisp of smoke swirls around me and a hand appears, holding out a lit joint for me to take. I don’t hesitate as I pinch my large fingers together, holding it as I already have a few times tonight. I touch it to my lips, inhaling slowing and holding the smoke deep in my chest before finally releasing it back into the air.

Holding my arm out blindly, it quickly disappears as someone else takes it from my fingers. I lean my head back against the soft leather, and just as my eyes close my company returns. Despite the low light, I can make out Ash’s bright smile as she climbs back into my lap.

“Ready for round two?” a grin pulls at my lips, but it’s all for show. I’m completely fucking numb, and at this point I just want to forget.

“You know it,” she squirms against me, holding up a condom pinched tightly in her grasp.

I can hear panting and giggling coming from all corners of the dark room tonight. It’s the only place I can escape the memories of her. My room is off limits to any and all females. Jade changed that. I only go in there to sleep, and that seems to be a rare occurrence lately.

“Go ahead and tear the sucker open,” I instruct.

She pulls at it with her teeth and then her hands are on me, rolling it slowly down my hardened length. She lifts, moving forward until I can feel her heat hovering over me. Her grip is gentle as she holds me in place, slowly lowering until I’m filling her. Her wet slit coats me as she starts to bounce lightly against my lap.

“How’s that feel?” her breathy question touches my ear as she leans in close, needing praise.

“Feels fuckin’ fantastic. Now let me see those titties bounce,” I request, feeling like a fucking robot.

Her hands move quickly, slipping her bra away. It was the last piece of clothing still clinging to her body. It always amazes me how free of inhibitions these chicks are in the dark room.

“That’s it,” I breathe as she moves faster, riding my cock as her tits take center stage. My fingers grip her hips, pulling her down harder and harder, needing my release to come fast.

“Oh God…my God…” she pants and her pussy tightens.

I think she’s there, but for all I know she could be faking, and at this point I could give a shit. I just want to get off. I’m done being the nice guy who takes care of them first, where the fuck did that ever get me? I’m selfish and her pleasure isn’t my priority.

“Gaahhh,” I groan out as I pull her down one last time, my release hitting hard and fast.

“Oh my God, Fifty. That was even better than the first time,” she gushes as she climbs off me, her breathing still heavy. I guess maybe she wasn’t faking.

“Wait. Where are you going?” her question rushes out as I stand, quickly removing the condom and pulling up my jeans.

“Need to refill my glass. I’ll be back,” I tell her. “Stay just like that,” I request.

I slide open the door, just enough to step out without letting any peeping eyes from the party see inside the dark room. Anyone inside chose the darkness for a reason. Beyond the door, the music is loud and the party is raging.

“Timmy-boy, pour me a fresh glass of my friend Jack. Actually, make it a double,” I smile as I step up to the bar.

“Havin’ some fun tonight?” he asks as he starts to pour.

“You know it, brother. I bet you can’t wait to get patched in. You’ll have some fun of your own behind that black door,” I tell him watching his eyes widen at the thought and I can’t help but let out a deep chuckle.

“Timmy, can I get another cherry Truly?” Ayla’s soft familiar voice steps up beside me.

“Coming right up,” he smiles back in her direction, quickly producing a skinny can from the cooler.

“Thanks,” she offers before turning her attention to me.