Meant To Be (The Callahans #4) - Monica Murphy Page 0,15
consumed the past few hours, I lean the chair back, so it’s only on two legs, trying to get away from her swiveling backside. Music is playing, the beat throbbing, it’s so damn loud. We’re still in the backyard, and it’s way past quiet hours in the neighborhood, but no one’s said anything yet. I figure we’re home free. The lots are pretty big here, and I’ve had giant parties before, somehow never disturbing the neighbors.
Thank God.
The girl turns and I shake my head a little, getting the hair out of my eyes. It’s Josie Price. She’s smiling at me, the look on her face hungry, her eyes glowing as she stares at me. “Girl, you need to leave before something bad happens.”
She comes for me, throwing one long leg over my thighs, before she settles in, straddling my lap and resting her arms on my shoulders. “That’s exactly what I’m hoping for.”
I guess those were the wrong words to say. This girl is dying for someone to fuck her raw, and I assume I’m her target tonight.
Shit, I’ve been her target for a while. And I’m so damn drunk, I might not be able to control myself.
“You need to go,” I tell her, trying my best to hold back the burp that wants to escape.
But I can’t. Out it comes and she makes a disgusted face, but otherwise does nothing. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“I’m a taken man.” God, I sound drunk as hell.
Maybe because I am drunk as hell.
Her eyebrows shoot up. “By who? I don’t see anyone around here staking their claim on you.”
“She doesn’t go to our school.” A hiccup slips past my lips, and I blink Josie back into focus. “She’s beautiful.”
A scowl forms on Josie’s face. “Who is she?”
“You don’t know her.”
“I’m sure I do.”
“Nah. Doubt it.” I lean in close, my mouth right at her ear. “Her pussy feels like heaven. Tastes like it too.”
This would drive a normal girl to run away from me, pissed off I’d bring up another girl’s pussy.
Not Josie.
“I’ll let you taste mine right now if you’re interested,” she purrs.
Nope. Don’t want to taste that.
“I’m gonna pass,” I say, as I lean back in my chair once more, trying to get away from her.
She mock pouts. “That’s a shame. I think we’d make a perfect couple.”
“Really.” I take her in. Like, I really look at her. She’s pretty, I can’t lie. Long dark hair. Glossy red lips. Very nice tits, can’t lie about that either. She’s been into me since forever, and I’ve always pushed her aside. Not sure why.
Definitely can’t jump on it now.
“Really,” Josie says with a firm nod as she leans in, her face in mine. Those glossy lips coming closer. “If you’d let me, I’d rock your world.”
I burst out laughing. “I think it’s the other way around, sweetheart.”
“Oh I know you’ll rock my world, Eli. Like I told you, I’d give you a taste of what you could have. Right now.” She takes that moment to slowly grind her pussy right on top of my jean-covered dick. Pretty sure she’s not wearing any panties either. “And I’d taste you right back.”
Something Ava and I never did. Her giving me a blow job. It is the stuff of my fantasies, especially because it didn’t happen between us.
“You offering up a free BJ?” This isn’t the first time Josie’s done this. Probably won’t be the last.
Why doesn’t Josie go hit up some other guy? She’s hot. Nice enough. Why is she always chasing after me?
She nods slowly as she gyrates her hips. “Let’s go up to your room.”
It hasn’t even been twenty-four hours since Ava and I split up. There is no fucking way I can go through with this. It doesn’t matter how drunk I am. “Gonna have to take a rain check.”
“What?” Those pouty lips turn into a frown. “You’re a fucking tease, you know that?”
Josie hops off my lap and yanks her dress down, glaring at me. I can only watch her with amusement in return.
“I don’t mean to tease you.”
“Well, you do. I don’t know how many times I’ve thrown myself at you, yet you always turn me down,” Josie says.
“Stop doing it then. I don’t deserve your attention.” And that’s the damn truth.
She stalks off in a huff, steam practically pouring from her ears, and I shake my head. Laugh. Hiccup. Burp again.
I’m fucked up.
Glancing around, the party is still in full swing. There are people in the kitchen. There are