The Boys of Hawthorne by Ashtyn Short

Chapter Twenty One 

Boston 

Running out of the bathroom, 1 bolt up the stairs, desperately needing to cool off. 

Fuck! 

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I know that I shouldn’t have touched her. She’s made it perfectly clear that that’s a line that we can’t cross again and I need to honor her wishes. If anything more happens between us, it will have to be her that makes the move, if she even still wants me. 

Especially after yesterday. 

I hurt her. 

I have absolutely no right to touch her. I don’t deserve the privilege of getting to touch her, to feel her soft curves pressed up against me. To feel her breath quicken as I run my hands along her slender body. To hear the sounds that come from her as we kiss, or as I sink into 

her heat. As I make her cum.. 

the pushed y 

you away, I have to remind myself. 

But even if she hadn’t, it shouldn’t matter. I gave her my word that we wouldn’t go there for our parents‘ sake and then I told her that I wanted to earn her trust and forgiveness. Pretty sure that what just happened in the downstairs bathroom sure as hell isn’t the way to earn 

either one. 

I’m still hard as fuck, even with the ice–cold water raining down on me. 

Fuck, does she have a hold over my body. 

Over me. 

Reaching down, I grasp ahold of my cock, making long strokes as I remember the way her hand felt wrapped around me. Only this time, I didn’t step back and take off out the door. No, 

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I imagine Aspen dropping to her knees, licking my cock from root to tip, and then wrapping her pretty red–tinted lips around me; taking me in as deep as she can. Which is all the fucking way. 

It doesn’t take long before I’m groaning out my orgasm, hot spurts of white, washing down the drain and away like it never happened. I quickly finish showering, get dressed, and make my way back downstairs just as Jax hollers that they’re heading out to the truck. 

Pulling the door shut behind me, I walk over to my truck, noting that Aspen hasn’t made it out yet. I climb in and glance at Linc riding shotgun and ask, “Is she coming?” 

As if on cue, she steps outside in the same fucking outfit that we all asked her to change out. 

of 

“Fuck! Dudes, she’s trying to make today hard as fuck for us, isn’t she?” Jax says, followed by Linc, “We’re gonna have to be on her like a fat kid on cake, otherwise every guy in the school is gonna want a piece.” 

“They can want a piece all they want but they can’t have any. That specific cake is all mine. I like having my cake and eating it too. And I just happen to like her flavor.” 

“Fuck, man! Keep that shit to yourself!” Linc says, smacking my shoulder and laughing just 

as Aspen opens the back driver’s side door, slipping in next to Dal, behind me. 

“What’s so funny?” She asks, looking between the four of us. 

“Nothing,” I mutter, not even about to get into it. 

“Just talking about cake.” Linc says with a snicker, causing the two in back to lose their already barely contained laughter. 

“Oookay then. Well, for the record, if anyone cares, I like cake.” That causes Jax and Dal to laugh even harder, and now Linc has joined in. 

I just chuckle and glance at her through the rearview mirror, “Just ignore them.” 

Never knew that cake could be so funny,” she mutters, glancing at the three fools who can’t 

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stop laughing. 

“I–if you…only knew…” Linc manages to get out between cackling bouts of laughter. 

Shaking her head, a smile taking over her face, she glances up at me through the rearview mirror, her mouth instantly turning down in a frown and her eyes hardening as she puts her earbuds into her ears. Aside from my idiot brother’s laughter, the drive to school is made in 

silence. 

As we pull into the parking lot, I glance at Aspen watching as she puts the earbuds in her bag. “You ready for this?” I ask as I put the truck in park. 

“Are you guys going to be jackasses again today?” She spits back with a snarky look on her 

face. 

“We will be on our best behavior, scouts honor!” Line says, turning to her and holding up three fingers. 

Pinning him with a glare, she fires back, “You were definitely never a boy scout.” 

“Ouch, you wound me,” he says, grabbing his heart like she crushed the beating muscle, “How could you say such a thing? I could have easily become an Eagle Scout…” Linc trails off, “if I hadn’t gotten caught trying to sneak Amy Bradford into my tent back in the 9th grade,” 

he mutters under his breath, but not nearly quiet enough, which I think had been on purpose. 

Giggling, she shakes her head at my brother, a wide smile on her face, “Why am I not 

surprised?” 

“She offered to suck my dick, who am I to nim down such an offer?” Linc says in his defense. 

But the smile etched on his face tells us all we need to know. 

Shaking her head at my idiot brother and ratcheting her backpack up on her shoulder, she looks over the lot of us, “we doing this or what?” 

“Let’s do it. You do realize walking in with us will get everyone talking, right?” Linc points: out, in a rare moment of seriousness. : 

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“You mean more than yesterday, or than they would today, regardless of who I walked in with?” She asks, glancing from one of us to the next with a raised eyebrow. 

My girl’s got fire flowing through her veins today. 

Definitely can’t deny that it turns me on. 

Okay, everything about her turns me on but I definitely like seeing this side of her. 

“Come on boys, that is if you’re not too ashamed to be seen with the biggest slut of the school–thanks for that one by the way. I just loved hearing how much you regretted Friday night.” Glancing at each of my brothers, she then says, “And for the record, I never sucked his dick,” before turning her attention to me, “And unfortunately for you, I guess you’ll never know about my gag reflex…or lack thereof.” 2 

And with that, she opens the back door and slides out, “You coming boys?” 

“Fuck! She can’t say shit like that!” Linc says, closing his eyes and laying his head against the seat, clearly needing a minute. 

“Fucking hell. I’m fucking hard and I’m not even into her like that. I mean yeah, she’s hot but just not my type. Don’t worry, Bos.” Jax says, snickering while shoving his hand into his pants and rearranging himself. Likely tucking it into the band of his underwear to try to conceal that he’s hard as fuck. Fuck knows that’s what I’m doing. 

“She’s definitely going to give you hell and make you pay for yesterday, Bos,” Dal says, scooting over and sliding out the door that Aspen left open. 

“Don’t I fucking know it!” I growl, closing the door behind me and joining my brothers as we all jog to catch up with Aspen. 

“So, are we all walking in together or how do you want to do this?” I ask, sliding up behind her, placing my left hand against her left arm and squeezing her right shoulder with my right hand, whispering into her ear. 

The slight squeeze against her shoulder muscles has a moan escaping from her that goes straight to my dick. I keep massaging the knotted muscle, loving the sound of her moaning 

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because of me. Even if it isn’t because of anything sexual. 

“Together” she moans. My brothers glance back at us, confused by the breathless moans that keep escaping her, causing me to pull my hands from her shoulders, “don’t you dare freaking stop!” 

Fuck! Yes, ma’am. 

We’ve still got about ten minutes before the first bell rings, so I lead her over to one of the benches scattered around the courtyard. She sits down and I move around to the back of the bench and place my hands back on her shoulders, my thumbs working the knots around the top of her shoulder blades. 

Placing the pads of 

of my thumbs against her upper back, I begin trying to work out some of the tension, “damn, you’re tight.” 

“Boston,” She moans breathlessly, “I still hate you but dear God, that feels good.” Applying more pressure, I continue working her muscles through her flesh, hating that she’s so knotted up and hoping it’s not from the stress of yesterday. “Yes. Oh, God. That’s it, right there.” 

I know her words are innocent and only in reaction to the pleasure that I’m bringing to her body but fuck! She’s making my already hardened cock like fucking granite. With my hands still working the tense muscles of her upper back, I crouch down until my mouth is at her ear, growling “if you keep making sounds and saying things like that, fuck me, baby. I’m going to take you back to my truck and find out firsthand about that gag reflex of yours because my cock will be buried down your throat.” 

my dreams, I’ve had my cock down. 

“In your dreams,” she groans and she has no idea that in her throat more times than I can count. She then moans out my name, “Boston,” and the sound of my name being moaned from her lips takes everything in me to not throw her over my shoulder like a caveman and follow through on everything that I just said. 

“Baby, I’m not fucking around here. I’m hard as fuck right now and would love nothing more than see your pretty red lips wrapped around my cock.” 

I’m two seconds away from following through when a throat clears from in front of us. 

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“Sorry to break up the foreplay here…” Line says, with a shit–eating grin on his face that says. 

he’s not sorry at all, “but y’all are drawing quite the crowd with all the sounds that she’s over here making.” 

“And turning on over half of the male student body while she’s at it.” Jax cuts in. 

You’re telling me. 

“Yeah, what he said. Maybe save that shit for behind closed doors.” Linc finishes, giving us each a look like come on. 

“To be continued…” I whisper into her hair. Then just because I want to, I run my tongue along the tender flesh beneath her ear, while removing my hands from her body. 

She looks up at me, her emerald eyes darkened. She may hate me right now, but her desire is evident. She wants me too, she just doesn’t want to admit it yet. Her cheeks are flushed and she’s biting the side of her bottom lip as she glances around the courtyard, taking in all of the people who are watching the five of us with rapt attention. 

With a roll of her eyes, she stands up, takes me in, then turns her attention to each of my brothers, still working the flesh at the side of her bottom lip. Closing her eyes, she leaves a huge sigh, then opening them once more, she steps past us, making her way towards the school entrance, and calls over her shoulder, “Let’s just get this over with.”