Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 84289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
I lock my phone and watch the screen go black.
He teased me with the idea of filming me getting fucked until I was practically drooling for it.
And now it seems like that isn’t going to happen.
And he cannot fucking fathom how badly I’ve wanted to lose my virginity, for so goddamn long.
But now that he thinks I’m hiding something from him, he hasn’t really hung out around me at all, other than to come by every few days and ask to take a picture with me for Instagram.
My secret is still orbiting around me like a goddamn planet.
Circling my mind every hour, every minute, taunting me.
You’re a virgin. Just say it.
All I need to do is tell him the truth.
Great picture you posted of us, Niko. And by the way, I’ve never been dicked down before, even though my reputation is all about being dicked down.
Promise I’m not going to get attached if we fake it, but also, I’ve never done any of this with another soul before.
It all sounds bad.
And all I wanted was to get a little more experience before I let that cat out of the bag. Maybe another blow job, maybe something with my hands.
But lately, working out has been my only form of stress release.
I take off my gloves and head over to the edge of the room, chugging some water. The next time I grab my phone, there’s a new text. And that weight on my chest only gets heavier.
Like the new pic I posted, boyfriend?
I navigate to his profile and see that he just put up a photo he took of us this morning. It’s the two of us in the front room at Onyx House, and I’m about to dig into my plate of pancakes and eggs while he lounges on the couch across from me.
I glance at the comments below and my blood goes cold.
CallumXvX: Call me.
I frown at my phone.
Why the fuck is Niko’s ex asking him that?
Without thinking, I tap out a reply to his comment, hitting send before I can think better of it.
That brazen confidence, exploding out of me again, out of my control.
OliverAshford: Leave him the fuck alone, would you?
A flood of regret hits me the moment I see my own comment pop up underneath his.
“Shit, shit, shit,” I mutter under my breath.
My skin’s hot.
I feel fucking crazy.
I’m not the type to get in comment battles online, and I sure as fuck don’t need to instigate shit with his ex. I should be ignoring him, plain and simple.
Within a minute, I go back and delete the comment.
Hunter comes back over after doing a set on the pull up bar, nodding at my phone.
“You’ve been nice and cozy with Niko lately, haven’t you? He keeps posting cute pictures. Getting that dick wet finally, Oliver?”
“Didn’t know you check Instagram.”
“Weston showed me the pics. If you’re actually getting action, this is like Christmas day for me.”
Hunter is the only person in Onyx who knows the truth about me. One day earlier this semester, I opened up to him about the fact that I’m a virgin on a desperate night. I wanted Hunter to help me spread a rumor that I’m good in bed, and…
The rumor spread very well.
But it didn’t help me get any actual sex.
“I’m not getting any action,” I admit. “Well. A little, technically, but…”
He frowns. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
I can feel the secret inside me like a pot full of water that’s about to boil over.
“The stuff with Niko is all fake,” I blurt out.
And another flood of instant regret hits me, even faster than it did with my comment online.
“Tell me more. With details,” Hunter says.
I tell him everything as we head over toward the showers in the locker room.
“Back in high school, I was alone for prom, both times,” I admit. “Literally alone, standing on the wall, wishing someone would dance with me. It was like a fucking sad teen movie.”
“Yikes. I never gave a fuck about prom, but that still sounds embarrassing. Sorry, Ollie.”
I wave a hand through the air. “It’s all in the past. But I can’t stand the idea of going to the first college winter formal alone or with a friend, so… I’m doing this with Niko.”
My phone buzzes in my pocket.
You’re going to be at the get-together tonight, right? We need to be seen together.
I show the text to Hunter, because thank God I can finally show someone.
Hunter lifts an eyebrow. “You two are going to put on a show tonight?”
“Yep. I swear the motherfucker is edging me.”
“With what? Isn’t it all just fake, anyway?”
I bite the inside of my cheek.
Right.
I didn’t tell the entire story.
I didn’t mention shit about Niko’s plans to film me. I wasn’t getting anywhere close to exposing Niko’s explicit online profile.
That was his secret, not mine.