Chapter 24
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Kash
The Offspring - You’re Gonna Go Far, Kid
“ Y ou don’t see me as much as Ashton does.” Briley pouted, straddling my lap. “You never even touch me.”
I tensed up, my heart hammering in my chest. Not because I liked her, but because I’d known this was coming eventually. School just let out half an hour ago, and Briley insisted on following us home like a lost puppy. She actually thought we liked her. It hadn’t even crossed her mind that she was being used.
Ashton strolled into the living room, clutching a can of soda in one hand. “She’s not wrong,” he added unhelpfully with a cocky little smirk.
Briley’s skin was still flushed from soccer practice, and strands of her short black hair were plastered against her face. I blew out a breath, settling my hands on her narrow hips. It has been a while since I’d gotten off to anything other than my phone. And Briley wasn’t ugly. The thought of fucking her just felt…odd.
I rolled my lip ring between my teeth absently for a moment. “How about this,” I began, running my hands up her hips—hips that were too small. I liked my girls with a little more meat, but she would do. “If you take a shower, I’ll let you suck my dick.” I glanced over at Ashton. “Ash can shower with you.”
He shot me a scathing glare. I didn’t think it would bother him. He did say he had no intention of fucking her, but that was getting harder to believe. He’s already had her blow him, and they’ve been spending a decent amount of time together. Then again, the only time she sucked him off had been at her house where Evie was. Maybe that was why he’d gone the extra step. Simply to get under her skin. It did backfire on him, though. Because Everleigh came here and ended up in Jameson’s bed. Which also pissed Ashton off for unknown reasons. He had agreed to let Jamie fuck her at one point, but he was still weirdly possessive over her despite claiming to hate her so damn much.
Briley perked up, looking over at Ash. “Really?” she said hopefully, like sucking my dick was some kind of grand prize.
I’d almost forgotten how desperate some girls could be. It was a bit of a turn off. Ashton just grunted, taking a swallow of his soda. It wasn’t like he didn’t need a shower. He had practice today, too. I could smell him from here.
Briley shifted on my lap, unintentionally grinding down on me. I grimaced from the unwanted friction. “Why don’t you both shower with me?” she asked. “The bathroom is big enough.”
I nearly choked on my spit. “I’m not interested in being naked near my best friend.” It wasn’t the truth. We’ve seen each other naked on countless occasions. “Plus, I showered earlier.”
Briley sighed but relented despite her obvious dismay. She scrambled off my lap and crossed the room to wrap her arms around Ashton’s waist just as Jameson entered. Jamie rolled his eyes when they landed on Briley, but he kept walking, dropping into the spot beside me on the couch.
“Let’s go.” Ashton sighed, shooting me another dirty look. He waited for Briley to drop her hands from around him before they exited the living room.
“He’s a fucking idiot,” Jameson said with a shake of his head. He’s made it pretty clear that he thought shacking up with Evie’s little sister was messed up. But it served its purpose.
Despite my little make out session with her in the kitchen nearly two weeks ago, I was still just as motivated to take her down. Jamie was worried that if we pushed too hard, it could make her suicidal. But that wasn’t really our problem, was it? Plus, Everleigh was stronger than that. We’d just break her down until there was nothing left to break, and then we’d be done with her. It was difficult though not to have my doubts. Because Jamie had been right about one thing. People could only take so much. I didn’t want her to off herself, but I wanted her to want to. Then she’d know how Jamie and Ash felt. It had been so bad that I couldn’t even help them pick up the pieces after she’d shattered them.
“Have you been by to see your parents, yet?” Jameson inquired, settling back against the cushion.
A frown tugged at my mouth. Seeing my parents was the last thing I wanted to do. They didn’t seem all that interested in seeing me, either. Not even a single phone call. I tried not to let that bother me. They’d never been the most active parents, and all they did was bicker throughout my childhood. But maybe since I’d moved out, it brought them closer. Maybe I was the problem all along.
I shook my head. If they couldn’t even be bothered to text me once in a while, or call me, then why should I go see them? I already knew what they’d say, anyways. Mom would ask me how school was, talk to me about settling down with some chick, then she’d ask about Ashton and Jamie, which would inevitably bring up Everleigh. My parents had met her a few times, and I’d been honest about why her and Ash had broken up. It was an uncomfortable conversation waiting to happen. Mom didn’t think Everleigh was in the wrong. She was just young and na?ve. I internally rolled my eyes at that. Everleigh was a conniving bitch. One I wouldn’t mind sticking my dick in, but that’s all it would be.
My cock twitched at the mere thought of it. How it had felt to kiss her, to have grinding against me. Fuck. I’d been half tempted to fuck her right there on the counter, consequences be damned. It was probably a good thing that I hadn’t, though.
“Do you plan on it?” Jameson asked, slicing through my thoughts.
My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “What?”
He huffed a laugh. “Are you planning to go see your parents?”
“Fuck no.” I sighed. “They annoy the shit out of me. And I’m really not in the mood to listen to them fight the entire time I visit.”
He nodded at that, but before he could say anything more on the subject, Briley entered the living room with Ashton a few steps behind her. My eyes skimmed over her, looking for any sign that she’d been fucked. But unfortunately for me, she hadn’t. I was hoping Ashton would have screwed her and made her forget all about my dick.
She shot a weary glance at Jameson, who had made it quite apparent that he didn’t like her much. He wasn’t as mean to her as he was to Crystal, but he was still an asshole.
“Come on.” I sighed dryly, just wanting to get this over with. “My dick isn’t going to suck itself.”
Ashton put a hand on the back of her shoulder and lightly pushed her forward. “Don’t act all shy now.” He grinned, amusement lacing his words. “You were a little slut for my cock.”
She flinched at the crude term, her panicked eyes darting back to Jameson. “We were alone then,” she hissed.
Jameson rolled his eyes. “You think I haven’t seen a bitch suck dick before?” he challenged. “Your sister was just sucking mine a few weeks ago. Missed you at the party by the way. It was lit.” He winked at her, causing her cheeks to redden.
“For one, my sister isn’t a bitch,” she shot back. “And for two, she wouldn’t cheat on Lucas.”
Ashton barked a laugh. “Yeah, sure. Just go suck his cock. The less I have to hear your whiny voice, the better.”
The irony wasn’t lost on me. She had no problem dating her sister’s ex, or even blowing him, but she drew the line at someone calling her a bitch? Interesting.
Briley scowled at him, though it was meek and pointless. She was the one who wanted to blow me in the first place. Now she was pretending to have a backbone. The bitch couldn’t make up her own mind. She was a shallow whore, not much different from her sister.
Hesitantly, she made her way toward me and dropped to her knees between my legs. I smirked at her enthusiasm. She was just proving my point. It didn’t matter how pissed she was, or how degraded she felt, she’d do whatever we wanted.
“Take my dick out.” I motioned to the bulge within my pants, thanks to my thoughts about Everleigh not long before.
Briley hesitated, glancing over at Jameson again, who was watching with a bored expression. She looked like a deer caught in headlights. She was far from innocent, but it was a decent look on her. Her throat bobbed as she swallowed, and she tore her gaze from Jamie’s to direct it at me. Her hands trembled when she pushed herself higher on her knees. She reached for the waistband of my sweats and started to tug them down.
I could make this easier for her and lift my hips, but this was more fun. My tongue slid against my lip ring, the metallic taste seeping into my mouth.
Ashton sighed, crossing the living room to stand beside Briley. He glared down at her. “Any fucking day. And don’t use teeth this time. Kash might bitch slap you for it.” Her breath hitched audibly, and she glanced over at me with wide eyes.
Jameson snorted a laugh. “She bit you?”
“Grazed me a few times. I still have tooth indents on my cock, though.”
I shifted uncomfortably on the couch, having second thoughts about this. Getting a blow job was one thing. But having a bitch bite down on it was another. Grazed it my ass. If that was the case, there wouldn’t still be teeth marks days later.
Jameson looked over at Briley again. “You heard him. Hurry the fuck up.”
She worked my pants down my legs until they were pooled around my ankles and then she did the same with my boxers. My dick had already started to soften once I heard about her biting habit, but she could get me there again—maybe.
She wrapped a small hand around my base and started stroking it up and down with jerky movements.
Jameson laughed. “Do you not know how to touch a dick?”
I groaned out in frustration. “Shut up. You’re making her nervous. I’ll never get off at this rate.”
“Mighty optimistic there,” Ash pointed out with amusement. “She couldn’t even get me off.”
Great.
Not only did I not want to be doing this at all, but she also sucked at it. For someone who was so eager, she seemed pretty inexperienced. I didn’t want to have to train a girl on how to suck dick properly.
Ashton rolled his eyes when she continued to do what she was doing, not even bothering to try a different approach. “Move your hand.” He sighed. She rolled her lower lip between her teeth and dropped her arm.
I was about to tell him off. At this point, I just wanted to cum. But my thoughts were brought to a screeching halt when he wrapped his own hand around my dick. My entire body tensed with shock. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I spluttered. He started pumping me up and down, adding the perfect amount of pressure and speed.
Fuck.
It actually felt good.
Ashton smirked at me, but it was hard to find any humor in this. My head was reeling with confusion, but also clouded with desire. My breathing grew deeper as he brought me closer to the edge, my dick hardening in his grip.
“Holy shit,” Jameson muttered.
I’d never even thought about being with a guy. Jamie and I have shared girls in the past, but we never touched one another. But right now, I wouldn’t even object if Ash wrapped his lips around my dick instead. He dropped his arm and threaded his fingers through Briley’s hair.
“Now suck. Without the teeth,” he reminded her.
She nodded, placing her hands on my thighs for support. She opened her tiny mouth, attempting to wrap it around me. But I wasn’t small, so she had to stretch pretty far. Her tongue slid along the underside of my dick, and I twitched inside her, my eyes finding Ashton’s again. Fuck. This was intense.
Just when she started bobbing her head, drool sliding down my base with the action, Ash slammed her head down, forcing me to the back of her throat.
My lips parted on a silent groan, my legs shaking with pleasure. Briley started gagging and spluttering, her nails digging into my thighs. “Breathe through your nose,” I told her, my voice coming out breathier than expected.
“That’s actually pretty fucking hot,” Jameson added, shifting forward so he could get a better look.
Ashton pulled her back a bit before slamming her back down, her throat constricting around me. A moan slipped past my defenses this time as her nose grazed my pubes. This had to be hurting her, and she’d definitely be feeling the effects in the aftermath, but screw it. She wanted to suck my cock so damn badly, here it was.
My mind flashed back to the party. When Jameson had been just as aggressive with Everleigh, and she’d taken it like a champ. Barely even choked, even when she was about to pass out from lack of oxygen. It was hot as fuck. My balls drew tight at the image, my breathing coming out in short, quick spurts.
Briley’s face was turning red, her body going rigid. Ashton released a loaded sigh, like her need for oxygen was a huge inconvenience. He jerked her off my dick and she sucked in a large breath of air, her chest heaving and her makeup running down her face. Just the sight of her had me going soft again.
“Ugh,” I groaned. “Fuck it. I can only pretend she’s someone else for so long.”
Ashton nodded. “I had the same problem. She doesn’t even have anything to look at.” He motioned toward the girl who was still working hard to catch her breath. “No tits and no ass. She’s not even that pretty.”
“I could have told you that.” Jameson shrugged.
Briley looked between me and Ash, her lower lip trembling. “I can do better.” Her voice was raspy from deepthroating me and her hand absently moved to rub her neck.
“That’s just depressing.” I snorted, looking over at Ash again. “I don’t want her anymore. You?”
“Nah. I think she served her purpose.”
Briley’s eyes widened, new tears beginning to form in her eyes. “But?—”
“Wait,” I said, gripping my dick. “Keep crying.” I started pumping myself up and down again. “That might do it for me.”
Jameson laughed, dropping back against the sofa. “You’re such an asshole.”
Maybe so. But seeing her in so much despair was kind of a turn on. Just something about her being utterly destroyed and humiliated had my dick hardening up again. The best part was that she could leave anytime she wanted to. We weren’t forcing her. But for some reason, she was still here. Like she was trying to prove something.
I grunted, fisting my cock even tighter as my gaze zeroed in on the tears streaming down her face. “Take her shirt and bra off.”
Ash glanced down at her. “Okay. But there isn’t much to see.” He knelt and tugged her shirt off, followed by her sports bra. He wasn’t wrong. They were two tiny mounds with even tinier areolas.
“Come here,” I panted, motioning for her.
Hesitantly, she crawled forward. She was still sniffling, tears dropping onto her chest. But there was also hope in her gaze, like this changed things. It didn’t. I reached forward and grabbed her breast. My finger flicked across her nipple, forcing it to harden.
Nope. Not enough.
I slapped her hard across the tit, making it jiggle. An ugly sob fell from her lips, causing my balls to tighten up.
“Fuck,” I groaned, looking over at Ash. “You’d have a better chance of getting me off than this bitch.” But her pain might help.
Ashton barked a laugh. “I’m not sucking your dick, Rivera. I don’t get on my knees for anyone.”
“I’d pay good money to see that.” Jameson smirked.
“You don’t have good money,” I shot back, pumping myself up and down even faster than before. “Slap her.”
Ashton slapped her across the face. Not hard enough to really hurt her, but enough to make it sting. A lot of girls would have gotten turned on by it—well, maybe not. But my dream girl would have. Instead, Briley yelped and cried even harder. Fuck yes.
“Spit on her,” I huffed out, trying to follow my release. My mind flashed back to when I’d spit in Everleigh’s mouth—how she fucking liked it, and then she turned around and spat on Ashton’s face without a care in the world. Goddamn. She was sexy as fuck.
Briley started shaking her head profusely. “Please, don’t,” she begged.
Ashton grabbed a fistful of her hair again, similar to how Everleigh had done him. He jerked her head back and spat, the liquid hitting her right in the eye before trickling down her cheek. Her body vibrated with sobs, the sounds coming out ugly.
Pleasure rippled through me as my release neared, and my breathing grew even deeper. My legs started trembling and I knew I was almost there.
“Pinch her nipple. Hard,” I ordered.
Ashton grabbed one of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger before pinching the shit out of it. Just like he’d done to Everleigh, though her breasts had been hidden from view. A strangled gasp fluttered past her thin lips, followed by more sobs. Her eyes were red and bloodshot, and I knew she hated every moment of this.
“Fuck,” I groaned. I jumped to my feet, pumping myself a few more times before spilling my seed all over her face and non-existent tits. It wasn’t the best orgasm, but it would work.
I tucked myself back in my pants and boxers before dropping down on the couch again.
“Get dressed,” Ashton told her.
Briley was still crying, and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. “It wasn’t that bad. If it was, you would have left by now.” It irked me that she was playing some kind of victim when she could have put a stop to it.
She didn’t protest, even though getting dressed meant she couldn’t clean off my cum. She pulled her bra on over her head before doing the same with her shirt. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hands and forced herself to her feet on shaky legs.
Briley looked at me and then at Ashton. “A-are you still breaking up with me?” she asked in a trembling voice.
The fact that she still wanted to be with one of us after that shit, spoke volumes. Desperation wasn’t a good look on anyone. It was even less appealing on a bitch we didn’t even want in the first place.
“Yeah. Get out, and don’t come back,” Ash told her before moving to take the spot on the other side of Jamie.
“All because I can’t give head properly?” she asked in bewilderment.
I snorted in response. If she had actually been a girl we were interested in pursuing, that wouldn’t deter us. But it was Briley Knight. She was eighteen, and Everleigh’s little sister. I didn’t expect her to be so desperate. She was so unlike her sister that it was hard to believe they were actually siblings. Had we even tried any of this shit on Little E, she would have told us to go to hell, and then she’d probably never speak to us again.
I did want to feel her grind against me again, though. That shit was hot . I’d have to get her alone sometime soon. If Jamie got to fuck her, why couldn’t I? It could be our little secret.
Ashton’s voice cut through my thoughts, reminding me that we were currently in the middle of a breakup . “That’s part of it,” he said dryly. “The other part is that you’re too desperate and have the body of a twelve-year-old little boy.”
We all liked our women with a little bit of meat on their bones. It didn’t even have to be much. But we shouldn’t be able to see every indention of her ribs. That was just tragic. Crystal was small, but she had tits to make up for it and wasn’t ninety pounds.
Briley’s face twisted into anger, finally showing us some kind of spark. I’d been worried for a moment that she was just an empty-headed ditz. “You guys are nothing but a bunch of fucking assholes,” she snapped. “I don’t know what my sister saw in any of you.”
Ashton and Jameson both tensed at the mention of the bitch’s name. But it was Ash who spoke first. “You think we treated Evie like this?” He scoffed.
Jameson nodded. “You think she would have allowed us to?”
“Do you even know your sister at all?” I added, raising an eyebrow.
Even when Everleigh was pure and innocent, she still had some level of a backbone. She never would have stood for any kind of mistreatment. That was one of the things I used to admire about her. Even now, with us coming at her, she was strong. She’s only cried once, and it was probably warranted. Unlike Briley here who wouldn’t stop bawling and sniffling.
Briley glanced between us; her hands balled into fists at her sides. “Why treat me like this, then?” she asked.
Jameson raised a hand like we were in high school, and he knew the answer to the question that had just been asked. “Oh, I know. I know!” I huffed a laugh at his theatrics. “It’s because you’re boring. I mean, there’s a reason no one’s fucked you yet.” He grinned, getting a kick out of taking her down a peg. “Here’s a hint. Nobody wants to.”
“And you said that I was an asshole,” I pointed out, covering my smile with my knuckles.
He shrugged. “Just keeping it real.”
When I turned to look at Briley again, she was already storming off. When the door slammed shut behind her, I leaned back into the cushions. “I need a cigarette,” I muttered.
Jameson fished around in his pocket for a moment before offering me one, along with a lighter. “Yeah,” he said seriously. “I’ve heard that breakups can be rough.”
I snorted a laugh and shoved him sideways so that he bumped into Ash. “Shut the fuck up, Jameson.”
I placed the tip of the cigarette between my lips before lighting it and inhaled deeply, relishing the smoke that built in my lungs. With all the arguing and plotting we’ve been doing lately, this was a nice reprieve. It reminded me why we became friends in the first place, and why we’ve stayed friends throughout all these years.
They were like family to me. A much better one than the one I’d been born into. We might not always see eye to eye, but that was normal. I wouldn’t change our dynamic for anything even if a better opportunity presented itself. They had my back, and I had theirs. Always.