Wild
1319 Words
I sway to the music, the hands on my hips make me smile. "You James, are a fool."
Laughing he shrugs. "No risk, no fun honey. Your dad wouldn't kill me." He says it, but I know he would. Once my dad warns him directly to start away from me, if James comes near me again, he's dead. I watch as he holds out the shot and I take it, knocking it back while he does his own.
He moves, pulling out the small container. "Want some honey?" He winks and I can't stop the laughter from escaping.
"James, you really want to be a dead man, don't you? Is you f*****g his princess not enough, you want to tempt me to do drugs as well?" He's lucky my dad won't find out. I watch him walk out of the crowded room, no doubt to take a line or two.
"Babes, you know he is a dead man if your dad knows." I laugh hearing Amy, turning I throw my arms around her.
"He seems to think I'm worth it." We dance together.
"Can you not pick a nice guy, that's your age to use as a f**k buddy?" She tilts her head, waiting.
"Amy, where is the fun in that?" We both laugh, James knows what we are. I know what he is, a w***e, nothing will change that. The s*x though is amazing, I smile as I consider what tonight will bring.
"He's bad though, let's be honest, he's one of the worst." She looks at me with a warning look, but that has pissed me off.
"No, James isn't. Sure he might f**k women like they are merely toys but he has morals. He was the only one to stop that asshole dragging me out when I was unconscious." My words are loud and harsh and everyone is looking at me. Me and James have a weird friendship, but I will stick up for him. He was the only one at that party who stopped that guy dragging me into his car. James could easily have used me that night, but he didn't. He took me back to his and let me sleep the booze off.
"Okay! I'm sorry." She holds her hands up and we begin dancing again. I feel the hands grasp my hips and smile. Amy rolls her eyes and walks off, turning I look at him.
"Honey, I owe you. All you need to do is call or text for repayment." Kissing me he winks.
"For what?" I push my body closer to his.
"Sticking up for me. Everyone heard you, honey. I mean, I'm hurt you think I f**k women and use them as a toy. I will let that slip though." He chuckles in my ear.
I punch him in the stomach. "What would you call it when you f**k a woman and dump her?" He pulls me into him and I feel his c**k against me as I grind against his body dancing.
"I haven't just dumped you, have I? I like wild s*x, which you can give me, but you refuse to date me." Great, back to this. He wanted to date, I was the one who refused.
"Why agree, we have someone amazing so why settle down? The s*x is wild for a reason James, because we're f**k buddies, nothing more. Plus, like hell my daddy will let this be more."
He nods and smiles at me. "So, just f**k buddies, honey? Until you decide you have found a man who can give you everything?" I nod and his lips brush against mine. I'm a fool and I know I am. I like my freedom and James, well, he's freedom the freedom I need. I feel someone next to us, looking up Wayne stands with his hand on James' shoulder.
"Surely you two have had enough of each other by now and need a new f**k buddy?" He licks his lips looking at me. "I never get a taste." His eyes stay on me and I laugh.
"And you never will Wayne." He's too young, for me anyway.
He laughs looking at me confused. "I'm a year older than you Harls." I groan, not wanting to explain and James smiles.
"Don't Wayne. Ask all the guys here, they try, and they fail. They go home heartbroken and wanting her." I roll my eyes at him and Wayne stands even more confused than before.
"Look Wayne, you're a nice guy and everything, but I don't want nice. I mostly date and f**k guys at least five years older than me. Plus, I avoid anyone who knows my friends and family." That makes it messy.
"The exception to that rule is me, f*****g me is a risk she enjoys." James laughs.
"That was different. Shh, you." I move and knee him between the legs, he falls back and his eyes widen.
"f**k, honey! At least wait until we're alone to start the foreplay." James wheezes and I laugh. Wayne stares at us shocked. "She likes to make it hurt, so you need to be ready for that Wayne." James smiles and I laugh. We play fight, that's what makes it wild. He stands with his hand between his legs trying to give himself some comfort.
"Did you really just do that?" Wayne stares at me shocked and we both burst out laughing.
"Oh Wayne, you have no idea what she does to me. We hurt each other for fun. If you're shocked and ready to cry seeing this, I wouldn't even try to get her in bed, she's more wild in it than out of it." James winks and I hit him.
“Shut the f**k up, stop talking about me in bed.” I laugh and he has a smug look.
“I’m getting a drink.” Wayne rushes off and we both laugh. I glare at James and he winks.
"Honey, tonight will be f*****g epic if you keep looking at me like that." He's not wrong.
I'm pissed though. "We f**k James, stop telling people about me in bed please."
"Honey, it's been three of since he started chasing you. You kneeing me in the balls made him realise he can't handle you. Parties will be peaceful now." He's grinning like he knows he's right, and he is.
"f**k this, I need a drink." I walk to the kitchen and he follows. As I grab the bottle, his hand grips mine.
“You’re leaving early. I have better ideas.” I laugh at his words. “Everyone, get the f**k out. Take the booze with you.” I watch everyone rush out and James slams the door. “I miss having you in here.” To be fair, it has been a while since we f****d in his kitchen.
I move and push him against the wall, my lips connect with his and his hands slide down my body before grasping my ass.
“You and leather, f**k…” he groans pulling me flush against him. Turning with me in his hands he lifts me and I anchor my legs around him. His mouth kisses my neck and my hands move along his body.
I hear the bike and groan. I push him back and he looks at me amused.
“It might not be daddy, honey.” His eyes are seductive, but I know it is. Especially when the sound of more bikes is heard. “Fine, one more kiss, to remind me of everything.” He grips the back of my head and pulls me to him, his mouth captures mine and I get lost in the pleasure. His hips grind against mine and his lips curve into a smile as we hear my dad. The kitchen door swings open and he stands there with everyone behind him. Well, there goes my f**k buddy.
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