Touch Me While I Taste You

Chapter 5

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Arabella Rivera 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“What the hell happened to you?” 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I tear my eyes from the spot where I had been glaring at for minutes. The very same spot Haiden’s truck had disappeared from my sight. I focused my eyes on Gwen, her blue eyes glistening with confusion and laughter as they scan over my body. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When had she pulled up with her pink convertible? 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The pink was not something you’d occasionally look past. No, it was one of those pink colors that catches one’s attention a mile away. The pink that glistened in the sun as it zooms past, demanding attention. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Instead of answering her question, I asked her one of my own. “What time is it?” There is a slight edge to my tone that would chill bones. 

 

 

 

 

My first day as a senior was going fun-fucking-tastic. My clothes were dirty and my head was racing with images of flattening Haiden’s truck tires. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I sucked in a calming breath. This isn’t me, thinking such bad thoughts isn’t me. 

 

 

 

 

Gwen’s eyes shift to the dashboard and read the time out loud.” Seven-thirty. Still enough time to go buy some weed from Spencer.” She joked. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I squinted my eyes. “Ha-ha very funny. Give me five minutes to change, I’ll be back.” I grumble dryly, turned on my heel and headed back to my two-story home. It felt odd calling it home when it felt anything but. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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“Took your precious time.” Gwen smacked her lips, rubbing the gloss on her lips as she looked at herself in the rearview mirror. I let out a breath and slammed the car door a tad bit too harshly. I turn to face her. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Well, I had a little chat with Gertrude.” I huffed, turning around to throw my bag in the backseat. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

want to know?” She asked her voice pitching

 

 

 

 

in securely. Gwen could be a tad bit reckless as a new driver who only got her driver’s license two

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then no, you don’t need to know.” I

 

 

 

 

 

 

my mother and not the pencil neck mannequin.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

as she pulls out of the driveway. She turns to give me a once over quickly before setting her eyes back on the road. “Nice dress.” Her lips quirked into a smile.

 

 

 

 

 

 

reached a couple of inches

 

 

 

 

 

 

her being a close friend for years. Or

 

 

 

 

 

 

nods not convinced.

 

 

 

 

 

 

reaches over and places her palm over my thigh. Turning to me, she smirks. ” Or, you just want to show off those sexy legs

 

 

 

 

 

 

so happen to grasp it first and had not bothered

 

 

 

 

 

 

are babe.” She turns to

 

 

 

 

laughs loudly and returns her hands to the steering wheel when

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gwen, too much information.” I cringed feeling rather uncomfortable with the dress

 

 

 

 

fits of laughter at my

 

 

 

 

 

 

heard a familiar song we both enjoyed. Turning to face each other we began singing. “Wanna know what it’s like. Baby, show me what it’s like.” I

 

 

 

 

 

 

got no type. I just wanna fuck

 

 

 

 

 

 

to know.” We

 

 

 

 

 

 

a side-eye and smiles. ” Guess you’re now more relaxed and looking

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Yeah

 

 

 

 

 

 

Arabella, I’ll literally be stuck to you like a leech so you won’t ever be alone.” She pointed out

 

 

 

 

 

 

torture. It sounds horrible. Oh, how shall I ever do

 

 

 

 

and pinches my thigh softly. With my slightly pale complexion, I was certain that a soft red color has already merged on my thigh by her actions.

 

 

 

 

 

 

enjoyed my company. ” She faked pouted and thankfully stopped pinching me.

 

 

 

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