Chapter 1: Roommates and Raging Desires
Abby stormed into the cramped bedroom, her gym bag slamming against the doorframe with a thud. At 24, she was all toned muscle and unapologetic curves, her leggings hugging every inch of her thick, sculpted ass. She wasn’t in the mood for bullshit, especially not the kind that came with sharing a room with an 18-year-old horndog. But with her brother laid up with the flu in the next room, she had no choice. Brandon, her brother’s best friend, was already sprawled on the tiny twin bed, his lanky frame taking up more space than necessary. His eyes flicked up from his phone, lingering on her with a hunger that was anything but subtle.
“Eyes up here, kid,” Abby snapped, crossing her arms over her chest, her sports bra doing little to hide the sweat still glistening on her skin from her workout. “I’m not your personal peep show.”
Brandon grinned, unabashed, sitting up with a lazy stretch. “Can’t help it, Abs. You walk in looking like that, and a guy’s gonna notice. Not my fault you’ve got an ass that could stop traffic.”
She rolled her eyes, tossing her bag onto the floor with a huff. “Keep talking, Brandon. See how fast I kick that scrawny butt of yours out the window. I’m not here to entertain your teenage fantasies.”
He chuckled, standing up to face her, his height catching her off guard for a moment. He’d grown since the last time she’d paid attention. “Oh, come on. I’m not a kid anymore. And trust me, my fantasies? They’re way past PG-13.” His voice dropped, a playful edge sharpening his words. “Bet I could keep up with you, gym queen.”
Abby smirked, stepping closer, her hazel eyes glinting with challenge. “Big talk for a boy who probably still jerks off to cheerleader posters. You wouldn’t know what to do with a real woman if she slapped you in the face.”
His grin widened, and he leaned in just enough that she could feel the heat radiating off him. “Try me, Abby. I’ve been dreaming about getting my hands on you since I was old enough to know what ‘horny’ meant. I’d slap that fat ass of yours so hard you’d beg for more.”
Her laugh was sharp, cutting through the tension like a blade, but there was a flicker of heat in her chest she couldn’t ignore Ascending, she didn’t want to admit. She turned away, pretending to adjust her hair, but she could feel his gaze still on her, heavy and insistent. “Keep dreaming, kid. You’re not even in my league.”
Brandon stepped closer, his voice low, teasing. “Maybe not yet. But I’m a fast learner. And I’ve got a lot of... energy to burn.”
Her pulse quickened, irritation mixing with something dangerously close to intrigue. She spun back to face him, her body inches from his, the air between them crackling. “You’ve got a mouth on you, I’ll give you that. But I don’t play games with boys who can’t back it up.”
His eyes darkened, and for a moment, she saw something raw and hungry in them. “Oh, I can back it up, alright. Give me one chance, and I’ll have you sweating and panting harder than any gym session.”
Abby’s breath hitched, her body betraying her with a rush of heat. She wasn’t about to let him see it, though. She tilted her chin up, her voice dripping with mockery. “Prove it, then. Or are you all talk?”
Brandon didn’t hesitate. In one swift move, he closed the gap, his hands gripping her hips with a confidence that caught her off guard. His lips crashed into hers, rough and demanding, and damn it if she didn’t kiss him back just as hard. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, pulling him closer, her body already buzzing with a need she hadn’t expected. She could feel him, hard against her thigh, and a wicked smile curved her lips as she broke the kiss, her voice a husky challenge.
“Alright, hotshot. Let’s see if that cock of yours is as cocky as your mouth.”
His grin was feral, his hands sliding down to grab her ass, pulling her tight against him. “Oh, it’s gonna be dripping wet for me, Abs. Just wait.”
Their clothes were already starting to come off, the room filling with the sound of heavy breathing and the promise of something explosive about to happen...
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