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Beautiful Disaster – (Chapter: Chapter Ten: Final Betrayal)
"Your turn Spence!" Sara told me, hey…I wasn’t playing! WHy had she spun for me, I didn’t want to play. I didn’t want this. This wasn’t right. Ashley? Ashley?
"I love you babe," She told me, she was laying on top of me, whispering in my ear. She was fingering me, God she was amazing.
"Do what you were doing before," I told her, my breathing was heavy and I wanted to shred her clothing and just take her, it was so intense.
"With three fingers?" She asked as she placed a kiss on my neck.
"Yes, yah that," I moaned as she placed three fingers deep into me. She rubbed this spot that she always found, God it drove me crazy. I was moaning loudly, my hand scratching her neck.
"Right there," I told her, I could feel her smile against my neck and I lifted her head. I bit her lip, hard. I knew she liked it but I was scared I had hurt her. She just moaned so I did it again. God it felt so good. Her fingers inside me, moving, my hand scratching her neck, biting her lip. It was so intense, I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t breathe.
"Your turn Spence! Get in the bushes!" I was so drunk, I got up saying no, my speech slurred and my head pounding. I walked to the bushes at the back of my house with that stupid guy from New York, Aiden’s friend. I felt sick.
"Give me head," he told me. I shook my head and said no, but he took it out anyways. I kept saying no but maybe I was only saying it in my head because he took me by the shoulders and forced me down. Suddenly he was in my mouth. Ashley, Ashley babe, Ashley don’t hate me, let go of me, Ashley, stop!
I managed to pull away but he wasn’t done, he started to undo my pants and I said no, I know I said it out loud because he covered my mouth. His hand didn’t smell right, Ashley smelled so rich, like Abercrombie perfume, he wasn’t Ashley. "Stop," I tried to say. But he didn’t. He started to go in, I felt it. But I pushed him away finally. Ashley, Ashley babe please hold me. Please. He left, I managed to do up my pants and I went back to Sara. How could she let me, how could she be my friend and let me do that?


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