Chapter Fifty Seven

Lying in bed with Aspen curled around me, as the early morning light streams through my windows, I reflect on the last few days, and how they've been both amazing and horrible all at the same time.
Amazing, because Aspen and Ashlynn spent the weekend moving back in, and as I closed the door behind me on the flat that they had moved back into, I couldn't help but feel as if perhaps this chapter of our lives has been closed—which caused excitement to build within me at all of the possibilities for our future that lay ahead of us. Having her with me, wrapped in my arms every night has been a dream come true. One that I had nearly given up on if I'm being honest.
But, they have also been horrible, almost excruciatingly so, as I've watched Linc shut down right before my eyes, turning into a similar version of the person that I had become while Aspen had been gone.
He won't talk to any of us, and trust me, we've all tried. Instead, he's suffering through whatever has caused him to become like this all alone, and I fucking hate it.
He helped me so damn much when I had been hurting, taking beatings from me, as well as giving just as good as he got. He listened to me as I broke down and poured my heart out to him, and not once did he judge me or hate Aspen for it.
Him shutting me out, all of us out, makes me feel so goddamn helpless.
Groaning as Aspen shifts against me, pulls me from my thoughts. "Good morning beautiful," I murmur before placing a gentle kiss against the crown of her head.
"Morning," she mumbles sleepily.
"We need to get you back to your bed before our parents wake up and find you in here," I tell her, more than sure that Dad wasn't messing around about making me move out if we couldn't behave ourselves while staying beneath the roof of his house.
The idea of my own place is more than appealing, don't get me wrong. But, knowing that we will be leaving for college in less than six months keeps me from taking that leap just yet.
"Mmm..." Aspen groans once more, tucking her head into my chest, clearly not ready to get up quite yet.
"I'd love to say in this bed with you wrapped around me all damn day if we could," I tell her, shifting so that she has to set up, "but we're already taking a gamble by sleeping in the same bed after Dad ordered us to behave."
"We are behaving, we've only just slept," she replies, barely stifling a yawn. "Even if we both desperately wanted to do much, much more than just that."
As she says this, she snakes her hand into my briefs, wrapping her slender fingers around my shaft, and then begins moving her hand up and down it, pumping me.
"Fuck," I say with a groan, my hips bucking up as she strokes down on my shaft. Without saying another word, she shifts so that she's straddling me, her hand still stroking my cock between her spread thighs.
"Are you sure you want me to leave?" She asks, her voice now husky with desire. "Do you really want me to stop?"
"You could test the control of a fucking saint!" I growl, as I shift us so that she is now on her back and I'm hovering over her, her thighs still clinging to my hips but now she's pulling my cock out of my briefs, her thumb rubbing the bead of precum, spreading it over the head. "Fuck, Baby," I growl, my balls becoming so fucking heavy with the need to cum.
Unable to stand it any longer, I move the poor excuse for panties to the side and push inside of her, burying myself to the hilt inside of her pussy.
"Fuck," I groan at how fucking perfect she feels wrapped around my cock as I begin pounding into her tight pussy, "I love this tight little pussy." I tell her, as I pull out, "On your knees," I demand, loving the feel of taking her from behind. As she adjusts herself, slipping off the scrap of lace in the process, I only then realize that I've taken her bare and that I don't have any condoms in here.
"Mother fucker!" I groan, my hands caressing her hips, with my cock pressed to the entrance of her pussy. Aspen shifts her hips, trying to shove back onto me, but I back away, "I don't have a condom in here."
"Damn it!" She cries as she turns around, her pools of emerald seeming deep in thought as she looks at me, "You could pull out." She says the words in almost a whisper, as though she's not one hundred percent sure of how I will react to them.
"Are you sure, what if—pulling out isn't a surefire way to prevent pregnancy." I tell her, "I can go get the ones that Linc gave us from your room."
"It should be okay," she's quick to say, "I shouldn't be ovulating for another week or so, I just got off of my period the day before I came back."
"You're sure?" I ask, getting back into position to sink into her heat.
"Boston, fuck me already!" She growls, her voice coming out rather loud, causing us both to wince and glance at the door. "Oops," she says, shooting me a sheepish grin, a grin that quickly melts away, turning into a moan as I plunge inside of her.
"Fuck, yes!" Aspen cries between clenched teeth.
"That's right, baby. You know you love my cock." I tell her, pounding into her.
"Yes!" She moans as her hips move, meeting me thrust for thrust.
All too soon, I feel her pussy beginning to pulsate around my cock, a tell-tell sign that she's close to cuming. "I'm so fucking close, baby. But I want to feel you cum on my cock." I tell her, moving my hand between her thighs until I find the little bundle of nerves that I know is going to cause her to detonate like a geyser.
Within three pumps, she's shuttering and cuming on my cock. Two more pumps and I quickly pull out, cuming all over her luscious ass.
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"Ugh!" Aspen moans, burying her face in her hands as we pull into the parking lot of Hawthorne High.
“What's wrong, baby?" I ask, turning my attention from the road to the girl sitting in the seat right beside me.
"Another first day is just what I need." She says sarcastically, "I was so mad at you four that day, I was plotting any and every way that I could get my revenge on you guys...which I never did do, now that I think of it." She mutters the last part under her breath and glances over at me with her bottom lip caught between her teeth, an ornery look on her face.
"Oh no, what is going on in that pretty little head of yours?" I ask, wrapping my arm around her shoulders and pulling her into my side.
She just gives me a smirk and shakes her head. Then, glancing around at the other three guys in the truck, she chuckles to herself, "Did you guys know that I had been calling you guys the four horsemen for the better part of that day?"
"Seriously?" Linc asks, shaking his head and chuckling, a smile on his face for the first time that I've seen since Raleigh gave him the news about the pregnancy.
"Yup!" Aspen says, popping the "P". "
"That's all that you're going to say?" I ask, glancing at her, taking note of the ear-to-ear grin splitting her face in half. "You aren't going to elaborate any more than that? Who was who?"
"Yeah, who was who?" Linc asks from beside her.
"Well," she says, looking up to the roof of the truck and tapping her finger against her bottom lip as if she was trying to remember. "Boston was Pestilence," she said, garnering a snorted laugh out of Dallas from the backseat.
"That's why you would call me Pest, isn't it?" Boston says, his eyes wide at the realization.
"You caught that did ya?" I say with a smirk, then continue on. "Lincoln," she says, glancing over at him, once again biting her bottom lip, trying to hold back her smile, "You were Famine."
"And what about us?" Dal asks once more, piping up from behind us.
"You, Dallas, I dubbed as Death," as she says this, she begins chuckling, which also causes the rest of us to begin laughing.
"Sorry," she finally manages to get out between bouts of laughter, "but t-that is so not a f-fitting n-name for you." She says, her laughter finally getting under control. "You are like one of the most chill people that I have ever met, definitely not the bringer of death."
"And I guess that makes me War?" Jax says, speaking up and saying something for the first time since we came down the stairs this morning. He has a smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth and this look in his eye that, gives me pause because I'm not sure what to make of it, and that is kind of alarming. Out of all of us, Jax is definitely the one that seems to kind of have a dark side.
"Well, guys, let's get the shitshow over with—again," Aspen says with a sigh.
"Only today," I tell her but am interrupted by Linc before I get to finish my sentence.
"The Four Horsemen got your back *Little Sister*."