And, honestly, who am I to complain?
I get to fuck the girl of my dreams,literally, every night with no strings attached, no emotions. The only thing she leaves me with is being more and more fucking exhausted every morning.
With the way I feel when I wake up, you’d think she was actually there, writhing under me, screaming my name into the darkness.
I tried to tell my best friend Kassius about it but he just laughed me off and told me I was “down bad for that dream pussy.”
My phone vibrates in my hand, and I realize I have a few missed messages. Mostly just from the group chat with Kassius, Tyler, and Cade. They’re going to the skatepark tonight, which doesn’t sound like a bad idea.
I don’t skate, but I do like to chill at the top of the bowl smoking weed, while I watch their dumbasses fall off their boards over and over again. It’s pretty entertaining.
Me: See you fuckers tonight.
CHAPTER 3
Aisling
Istep into the gated skate park, adjusting my black tank and mini skirt, as I hear the familiar sound of wheels grinding on metal. I look up and lock eyes with a grinning Tyler, who’s stalking toward me.
“Hey, pretty mama!” He shouts from the other side of the bowl.
Time slows, and everything gets quiet. Eyes burrow into me like maggots waiting to feast on my decomposing body.I hate menbut Gods can their dicks be useful.
“Tylerrrr!” I squeal excitedly as I drop down to sit on the edge of the drop.
I put my hands on my knees, using my elbows to squeeze my tits together and watch his eyes light up.
Like I said, too easy.
He puts one foot on his board and drops down into the bottom of the bowl before flying back up toward me. He takes a quick pause on the edge next to me, throwing me a wink before dropping in and out a few more times, landing next to me after his final run.
I feel a warm hand on my lower back as he settles down beside me, roughly pulling me into his side. He smells like sweat and weed, a sickly sweet smell that lingers in the air, penetrating everything around us.
I love the smell of Mary Jane, but the added undertones of body odor combined with what I’m sure is some hard drug makes me gag a little.
Tyler nudges me, pulling me out of my thoughts. When my eyes meet his, I catch it instantly–his pupils are blown wide like he’s rolling on something.
Suspicions have been confirmed.
He passes me a joint and lighter–his lips turning up in a smirk like he knows what this will get him.
And he’s absolutely right.
The night drags on as I watch the boys skate around the park, some of them following behind on their boards. They snap pics and record clips, already thinking about how it’ll look on their socials later.
I was honestly surprised to find out that most skaters aren’t as lazy as everyone makes them out to be; it just depends on how much they care about what they’re doing. If they don’t, I’ve learned not to expect much.
“Hey A, you tryna join me for a walk?” Tyler asks as he grabs my hand roughly, already expecting me to agree. And honestly, why wouldn’t I?
I give his hand a light squeeze and look up into his eyes, a glimmer of mischief reflectsback. As my tongue runs along my top teeth, I can’t help but smirk back at him.
“Yeah, I’d like that a lot.” There’s a promise of what’s to come laced into my words.
CHAPTER 4
Aisling
Tyler grabs my arm and pulls me toward the skate park bathroom. My heart pounds like it’s going to beat right out of my ribcage. A tingle works its way up my spine as his fingers dig deep into my arm. From fear? Excitement? I’m not sure.
