dad never worried about. Joel was good at dealing though, and he’d stuck with it even when he could have left this town and started fresh.
He had already been living on his own by the time we met, and I was glad. I wasn’t sure how I would have handled seeing the man who had abused Joel for years. I wanted to cause Joel’s father as much pain as he had done to Joel. I knew it had been years since Joel had talked to his father, but it still bothered me.
“Joel, wake up. I need to leave,” I said as I nudged his shoulder.
He groaned in his sleep and rolled over, but he refused to open his eyes. I sighed as I hit his shoulder harder. His eyes finally opened when I started smacking him on the stomach. He shielded his eyes as he rolled over to look at me.
“What?” he grumbled.
“I need to go home, like, right now. We slept in.” I stood up and started looking for my clothes.
“You’re already in trouble. Why hurry home to be yelled at?” he asked as he sat up.
He didn’t bother to cover himself, and I couldn’t bring myself to look away from his naked body. I loved the trail of dark hair leading down his stomach…to other places. His nose was a bit crooked from being broken more than once, but it didn’t take away from his appearance. If anything, it made him look sexier and dangerous. His eyes were his best feature by far though. They held a vulnerability in them that made me want to crawl into his arms and try to make everything better.
He was in great shape. I guessed he had to be when he dealt with strangers who were high and desperate for their next fix on a daily basis. The muscles in his arms were well-defined, and his chest was as hard as a rock. I loved curling up in his arms. I always felt like he could protect me from anything.
“I don’t want to make it worse,” I said as I located my clothes.
They were next to the door, making it obvious as to how they had come off. We’d barely made it to his room before he started stripping me.
“Your parents suck. Why do they care so much about you fighting? At least they know their kid can defend herself. Personally, I’d be proud,” he said as he stretched.
“They’re sick of me getting kicked out of school. They said something about college and doing something with my life.”
“I fought, and look at me. I’m living the high life.” He grinned at me.
I rolled my eyes even though I knew he had a point. He used drugs occasionally, but he sold more than anything, and he’d made quite a lot of money doing it.
“I’m sure they’d be so proud of me if I decided dealing drugs was going to be my career choice in life. I might even get the Daughter of the Year award.”
I still couldn’t find my underwear, so I decided to skip them. He grinned as he watched me pull on my shorts.
“Looking for these?” he asked as he held up my underwear.
I walked over to the bed and held out my hand. “Come on, I need to hurry. Give them to me.”
“Make me,” he taunted.
I grumbled as I went to grab them, but he held them just out of my reach.
“Damn it, Joel.”
He reached up and pulled me back onto the bed. “Maybe I don’t want you to go home. Maybe I should hold your underwear for ransom, so you’ll stay.”
“Keep them. I’ll get them another time.”
I tried to sit up, but he kept me pinned against him.
“Stay for a little while longer. We can light up and have some fun.”
“I can’t go home stoned. That’s just asking for trouble.”
“But you could go home thoroughly fucked,” he said as he ran his fingers down my back.
I shivered. “I could, but I need to leave.”
“I’ll make it quick.” He started pulling my shorts down my legs.
“Joel…”
“Shh…you know you want to.”
Of course I wanted to, but I was already in so much trouble.
He silenced my protests as he rolled me onto my back. His naked body was tight against mine, and I could feel just how much he wanted me. He tweaked both of my nipples
He had already been living on his own by the time we met, and I was glad. I wasn’t sure how I would have handled seeing the man who had abused Joel for years. I wanted to cause Joel’s father as much pain as he had done to Joel. I knew it had been years since Joel had talked to his father, but it still bothered me.
“Joel, wake up. I need to leave,” I said as I nudged his shoulder.
He groaned in his sleep and rolled over, but he refused to open his eyes. I sighed as I hit his shoulder harder. His eyes finally opened when I started smacking him on the stomach. He shielded his eyes as he rolled over to look at me.
“What?” he grumbled.
“I need to go home, like, right now. We slept in.” I stood up and started looking for my clothes.
“You’re already in trouble. Why hurry home to be yelled at?” he asked as he sat up.
He didn’t bother to cover himself, and I couldn’t bring myself to look away from his naked body. I loved the trail of dark hair leading down his stomach…to other places. His nose was a bit crooked from being broken more than once, but it didn’t take away from his appearance. If anything, it made him look sexier and dangerous. His eyes were his best feature by far though. They held a vulnerability in them that made me want to crawl into his arms and try to make everything better.
He was in great shape. I guessed he had to be when he dealt with strangers who were high and desperate for their next fix on a daily basis. The muscles in his arms were well-defined, and his chest was as hard as a rock. I loved curling up in his arms. I always felt like he could protect me from anything.
“I don’t want to make it worse,” I said as I located my clothes.
They were next to the door, making it obvious as to how they had come off. We’d barely made it to his room before he started stripping me.
“Your parents suck. Why do they care so much about you fighting? At least they know their kid can defend herself. Personally, I’d be proud,” he said as he stretched.
“They’re sick of me getting kicked out of school. They said something about college and doing something with my life.”
“I fought, and look at me. I’m living the high life.” He grinned at me.
I rolled my eyes even though I knew he had a point. He used drugs occasionally, but he sold more than anything, and he’d made quite a lot of money doing it.
“I’m sure they’d be so proud of me if I decided dealing drugs was going to be my career choice in life. I might even get the Daughter of the Year award.”
I still couldn’t find my underwear, so I decided to skip them. He grinned as he watched me pull on my shorts.
“Looking for these?” he asked as he held up my underwear.
I walked over to the bed and held out my hand. “Come on, I need to hurry. Give them to me.”
“Make me,” he taunted.
I grumbled as I went to grab them, but he held them just out of my reach.
“Damn it, Joel.”
He reached up and pulled me back onto the bed. “Maybe I don’t want you to go home. Maybe I should hold your underwear for ransom, so you’ll stay.”
“Keep them. I’ll get them another time.”
I tried to sit up, but he kept me pinned against him.
“Stay for a little while longer. We can light up and have some fun.”
“I can’t go home stoned. That’s just asking for trouble.”
“But you could go home thoroughly fucked,” he said as he ran his fingers down my back.
I shivered. “I could, but I need to leave.”
“I’ll make it quick.” He started pulling my shorts down my legs.
“Joel…”
“Shh…you know you want to.”
Of course I wanted to, but I was already in so much trouble.
He silenced my protests as he rolled me onto my back. His naked body was tight against mine, and I could feel just how much he wanted me. He tweaked both of my nipples
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