Crest (Aggro) by Carrie Gray (best ereader for comics txt) 📕

some hot guy I let stick his tongue down my throat,” I said instead. “What are you doing tonight?”

“I’m working the closing shift at the surf shop, so I’ll be there all night. My dad mentioned something about a horror movie marathon tonight. He’s excited because my mom is working, so he’ll actually get to watch it. I’ll probably watch with him when I get home. Mom hates that stuff.”

“Ugh, I hate scary movies too,” I said as I scrunched up my nose, trying not to react to the news that Brian was going to be home alone all night.

The bell rang, signaling that it was time for history. Breeze and I packed up and headed off to class. Time to fail yet another test. Breeze was right, I wasn’t listening to her trying to cram dates and names into my brain last minute. It didn’t really matter though; Daddy would donate some money, and I would magically pass my junior year.

After our last class of the day let out, we met up with Chase. Breeze didn’t have her own car, so she rode with us.

“Hey, Breezy Baby, how’s it going?” Chase greeted us and slung his arm over Breeze’s shoulder. Her cheeks turned a slightly darker shade of pink, and I’m sure that nobody but me would notice that she was both uncomfortable and excited at the same time.

“We’re good,” I said, answering for Breeze and pulling her back over to me, putting her out of her misery. I put my arm around her waist and squeezed her tight. “Let’s go!”

I didn’t want to seem too anxious to get home, but I wanted to have enough time to take a shower and do my hair and makeup before going to see Brian. I already had the perfect outfit in my mind, along with a matching bra and panty set.

Brian answered the door and smiled the moment he saw me. That bright grin hit me hard, and I wrapped my arms around him with a squeal. He was shirtless and wore a pair of athletic shorts low on his hips, showing off that delicious V that I wanted to run my tongue along. “How’d you know I’d have the house to myself tonight?” he asked before playfully patting my ass. I loved moments like this, when we felt normal. When we were alone and free to do whatever we wanted.

“I heard that you were having a horror movie marathon and thought I’d join you,” I replied while avoiding the topic of his daughter. Surprisingly, Brian wasn’t bothered by his married status or my age, but his daughter being my best friend was a wound in our relationship. I tried not to bring her up as much as I could, though it was hard. Breeze was present for every aspect of my life. It was difficult not to include her.

“You heard right, though I might take a break from watching to spend time with you,” Brian said. I shut the front door and turned the lock.

“I was hoping you’d say that.” I pounced on him, wrapping my legs around his waist as I kissed him hard and fast. Our bodies moved frantically as he slammed me into the wall and gripped my hips.

“You’re so fucking hot, Violet,” he groaned as I clawed at his back. His teeth nipped at my neck, and I ground against him. I needed him now. He tasted like mint gum and lust. His lips claimed me, and I tugged at his hair as he held me up.

“Put me down,” I demanded. He carefully set me on the ground, and I dropped to my knees, my mouth watering. Brian braced his hand on the wall.

“You have no idea what the sight of you being on your knees does to me,” he groaned.

“Oh really?” I asked in a sassy tone while shoving down his shorts. His hard cock bobbed against my lips. “Fuck, you’re huge,” I whispered in awe. Brian’s dick was larger than any I’d seen. The veins wrapped around it were pulsing with lust. The head leaked precum, taunting me with a taste.

“Wrap those pretty lips around my cock, baby,” he purred. Oh hell, the pet name made me moan. I parted my lips and licked up the shaft, loving the way he jerked at every movement. He tasted good, salty and sweet. I needed more. “Fuck,” he cursed. “You shouldn’t be this good at that,” he groaned when I wrapped my pillowy lips around the head and slid down his length. I didn’t stop until he was bumping the back of my throat. I wanted him to feel how good I could be. I wanted him to come in my mouth and let me swallow him like the dirty girl I was.

I reached between my thighs with my fingers and played with myself as he started fucking my mouth. The sight of him braced against the wall as he thrust almost made me come on the spot.

But then the doorknob jiggled. In an instant, time seemed to freeze. No, no, no!

“Shit!” Brian jerked away from me and pulled up his shorts. I sprinted up the stairs to Breeze’s room and slammed the door shut, my heart hammering in my chest. I pressed my ear to the door and listened to who had ruined our moment.

“Hey,” Mrs. Shirley’s voice rang through the house. “I got off work after all. Figured I could join you for movie night. Maybe have some fun,” she purred. I wanted to vomit. If I had to sit up here and listen to them fuck, I would lose it. “I saw Violet’s car in the drive. Is she here?”

I swallowed and opened the door, praying I didn’t look flushed. “Up here, Mrs. Shirley,” I called out before descending the stairs. Mrs. Shirley was a beautiful woman. She and Breeze shared the same blond hair, the same bright eyes, the same slender figure. “Breeze said I could borrow her notes for