Hopeless Romantic

Chapter 12: Pierce

What did I just do? I'm now sitting in class feeling guilty. I flirted with Tasha however I was protecting her from that prick Damien. He's a weasel and loves to sleep with the women I've been with. I wouldn't let his whorish behavior hurt Tasha. Hopefully he would stay the hell away from her.

Something about her smiling enjoying his god awful company left a sour taste in my mouth. And what made matters worse was I couldn't give Tasha my surprise. Freaking Sunday felt so far away. I tapped my pen on the table looking at Ms. Gibson lecture at the projector board. I was ready get the hell out of here. I need to burn off some steam.

Looking at the clock I had five minutes till the day was over. From what I learned Tasha stayed held up in her pink library almost every day. So what was she doing tomorrow all day? The bell blared and I was out the door. I headed to the parking lot scowering till my eyes set on Giana.

She was sitting in one of her friend's cars. The dress riding up showed her tan thighs. My eyes lingered on her chest. Her top low gave nothing to the imagination which she knew I liked. The outfit change from lunch was not that surprising. I felt a heavy weight come in contact with my back making stumble a few steps. "My man" Kyle laughed. I shrugged him off "damn man. What's got your thongs in a twist" Kyle asked?

"Nothing" I nipped. His eyes followed mine to Giana. "I really don't understand why you deal with her" he groaned. "She's hot" I muttered. I started walking heading to Giana. As I approached her friends scattered. Kyle followed closely behind them. "Emmette" Giana smoked sliding off the red car matching her ruby red hair.

I leaned against the car letting her stay between my legs. I softly brush my hand against her waist and let her throw her arms over my shoulders. "I was thinking we could hang out" I whispered kissing her neck. She pushed my shoulder to get a look at my face. "I've been wanting that for a while but why now" she asked.

I looked at the sky wanting to roll my eyes. This whole time she's been wanting another bang session and now she has questions. I glance over the parking lot my eyes growing wide. Tasha talking with Damien next to her car. "EMETTTE" Giana yelled making me look back at her.

I stood up grabbing the back of Gianna's head pulling it close. My lips viciously attacked her slipping my tongue in her hot mouth. We intertwined our tongues fighting for dominance. I held her waist in place as she tried pushing her core into my jeans. Having enough I let her go watching her eyes blink in a daze. A feline smile appeared on her face as she stepped back fixing her clothes.

"Damn" she huffed. I could tell that everyone eyes were on us. Giana wiped her red lip drip stick feeling the smeared mush lingeing on her cheek in chin. "That was-" she paused. "Electrifying" she gasped. Clicking my jaw "let's go" I say. She follows behind me to my car and I start the engine.

I tap the steering wheel as Tasha's car passes mine. "Come on. What are you waiting for I need something more than a kiss" Giana said rubbing my thigh. I nodded driving out of the parking lot. I let Giana talk on her phone not paying attention to me. Lucky for me I couldn't even talk being too lost in my thoughts.

Tasha is my friend but she's hanging out with Damien. Laughing, joking with him. The guy who hates my guts. She should only be doing that with me. I'm her guy friend I shook my head. I can't blame Tasha she doesn't know Damien and how fucked up he is.

I let the women that I sleep with know I don't want a relationship. Just strictly pleasure. While Damien leads the girls on. Sleeps with them then dumps them. Tells his boys and practically the whole locker room what he did with them. Not to be arrogant but he is jealous of me. My wealth and status when it comes to this school. He could mess with me and the girls I screw. But not pinky. My pinky.

I pulled into my driveway parking. Giana followed behind me and I unlocked the door. Nobody was home with my parents at work and sister at JV cheer practice. "Every time I see this place it just oozes class," She says rubbing her hand against a family picture. I stayed silent going upstairs with Giana's heels clacking behind me.

I opened the guest room ushering her inside. Closing the door I turned to Giana fully naked. "I'm thinking you can put that passionate kiss to good use" she smirked tapping at her privates. I chuckled throwing my shirt away and pushing her down into the bed. This is one way to let my frustrations out.

I hope this strange tightness in my chest will go away.

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Is that tightness just possessives or love? Thank you  for reading this chapter. Please vote and comment! I would love feedback!