Chapter Forty Eight

Boston


The beat of the music from the party that my Linc and Jax dragged me to in an attempt to get my mind off of Aspen, is pulsing all around me as couple dance, bumping and grinding upon one another as they get lost in the rhythm. The scene taking me back to the first night that I'd met Aspen, and how completely taken I had been with her, as well as how I'd worshipped her tight little body, making her come undone beneath me as I became acquainted with the spots that made in moan in pleasure, as well as the few places that did little to nothing for her.

The sounds of her moans from that night, and the many, many days and nights that followed echo through my head, causing me to miss her that much more. Setting my cup down on the table next to me, I pull my cell from my front right pocket and frown with I see that I have texts from her.

**Boston: I miss you.**

I thumb out the text and hit send, staring at the screen until it shows red and then those three little bubbles pop up, a thrill going through me as I await her reply.

**Aspen: What are you doing tonight?**

She says in response, not touching on the fact that I told her I miss her. It's a blow that causes a slight ache to develop in my chest, but I can't really blame her. For her, we aren't the same people that we were to me.

**Boston: Jax and Linc dragged me out to a party. 😑**

Those three little bubbles pop up again, bouncing as I wait, much more impatiently than I should for her response. They disappear and I let out a huff, then reach over to grab my drink, drinking down half of it in one pull, my eyes never leaving the screen as the bubbles pop up and disappear a few more times before her reply comes through.

**Aspen: Oh.**

*Oh? That's all the response that I get?*

**Boston: everything okay?**

"Hey, handsome." Mallory says, as she comes up to me, smiling at me with a gleam in her eyes that makes me shift uncomfortably.

"What do you want Mallory?" I ask, board, not really caring what she has to say, wanting more than anything for her to go away so that I can get back to talking to Aspen.

With her smile growing wider, she climbs up on my lap, draping herself all over me, which ends up distracting me from the vibrations coming from my phone, which shows that I have a text, mostly likely a response from Aspen. Mallory lowers her face until her mouth is at my ear, then breathily, she husks, "I'm so damn horny and all I can think about it having your cock filling me, pounding into my pussy until you make me scream."

My cock hardens in my pants at her words, my whole body vibrating with need as she begins nibbling on my ear. While my body is responding one way, the voice in my head tells me to stop her! "Mallory!" I manage to get out, but my head begins to spin, all the noises from the voices and music around us becoming muffled. Shaking my head, I try to clear away the weird sensation, knowing that I haven't drank enough to already be feeling like this. "Stop."

Mallory palms my hardening cock through my pants, rubbing me until I become impossibly harder, "Oh come on, baby. You don't really want that, do you? You're already hard and ready for me," she purrs, undoing the button and slipping her hand into the front of my jeans, underneath my underwear until her hand is wrapped around my shaft, stroking me.

"Fuck!" I groan, thrusting my hips forward, warning bells going off that I shouldn't be letting her do this, but unable to control my body as she continues stroking me. "Mallory, I said *No!*" I growl, feeling violated by her actions. I glance around at all of the partygoers around us, but none of them are paying us any mind as the majority of them are too busy getting drunk or getting lost in their own pleasures with their significant others or partners of their choice for the night.

"You're so damn big, Boston," She moans, not acknowledging my refusal of what she's doing to me, as she begins rubbing her hardened nipples against my chest as she goes to speak against my ear once more, "I'm so fucking wet just thinking about how good you would fill inside of me."

"Mallory..." I growl, my chest beginning to heave. By this point, my whole body feels numb, and I don't think I could move even if I wanted to. Although, from the looks of it, my cock is still hard as granite, and I can feel the tingling in my balls that tells me that I'm going to blow my load before long. Using her free hand, she grasps ahold of my left hand and brings it to her breasts, guiding me to massage her tit.

I finally manage to pull my hand away. I try shaking my head once more, hoping to clear away the foggy sensation that has taken over, along with the feeling that I'm about to pass out. My head and limbs suddenly feel so incredibly heavy, my eyes barely able to stay open.

A bad feeling settles in to my gut that I know what is going on, memories of what happened to Sabrina hitting me all of the sudden.

"What the fuck?" I hear a males voice say, but I can't tell who says it or anything. I feel like I'm both weighted down and floating at the same time, and all I can think about is Aspen and how I wish more than anything that she were with me right now as everything around me silences and I'm lost to a black nothingness.

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"Fuck!" I moan. My is head throbbing and the light from the morning sun that is streaming in through the windows, too bright for my eyes to handle. I quickly shut them, throw my arm across my face and roll away from the intrusion, only to come into contact with another body in the bed with me. I wrap my arm around their waist, pulling the warm body against my chest, thrusting my morning wood in to Aspen's ass and causing her to moan at the contact.

With the throbbing in my head long forgotten, I trail my hand down her naked stomach until I reach the juncture between her thighs, only to find her already wet and ready for me when I thrust my fingers inside of her and use my thumb to rub her clit, getting her ready to take me. I trail kisses along her exposed shoulder until I reach the column of her throat, where I pull the sensitive flesh between my teeth, sucking on it, wanting to leave my mark on her skin.

*Fuck! I can't leave it where it can be seen*, I think, pulling away and opening my eyes, only to find that it's not my beautiful, olive skinned, brown haired girlfriend in the bed with me. Instead, the girl that I find had blonde hair and her skin is more of a peach tone. I at once pull my hand from between her thighs, jumping away from her naked body until I fall off of the bed.

Glancing down at myself, I find myself also completely naked and fear and regret instantly fills me as I try to recall what happened the night before. *What the fuck happened? All I remember is messaging Aspen and then everything gets really hazy. I think Mallory came up to me and was talking to me, but I don't remember anything after that.*

*What the fuck happened?* I think, and then roll my eyes at myself, *we're both naked and in bed together, it's pretty damn obvious what happened!*

Grasping ahold of the sheet that came with me when I fell from the bed, I wrap it around my body and then glance around, noticing both hers and my clothes strung about the room. I quickly grab up my clothes and rush from the room, searching the hallway doors until I find a bathroom and rush inside, turning the lock behind me.

Leaning against the sink, bracing myself with one arm, I reach out and turn on the water with the other and then using both, I cup them together, filling them with water and then lean forward, splashing the cool water over my face. My whole body is shaking at the reality of what must have done last night. Nausea hits me and quickly drop to my knees in front of the toilet. Once everything that had been in my stomach, makes its way back to the surface, I flush the toilet and fall back onto my ass, my back hitting the wall behind me as tears begin to fall, knowing that I very possibly just ruined any chance at salvaging things with Aspen.

A vibration from my phone gets my attention and I lean over to grab ahold of my jeans from where I'd dropped them in the floor. Pulling my phone from the pocket, I notice that I have 24 new text messages.

Going into my inbox, I find the most recent one is from Aspen.

**Aspen: Glad you had a good time at the party. Don't bother trying to reach out to me again, I'm blocking you after I hit send. Clearly I didn't mean as much to you as you said. And, don't even bother denying it, a picture is worth a thousand words, and I've seen about twelve of them so far. Goodbye Boston.**

*What the fuck have I done?*