Jace by Jessie Cooke

Author:Jessie Cooke [Cooke, Jessie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Redline Publishing
Published: 2019-05-17T22:00:00+00:00

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The apartment was filled with so many colors and patterns that it almost made him dizzy. The couch and chair had sunflowers on them. The rug underneath the coffee table was bright orange and there was a blue vase on the table filled with red silk roses. A fireplace ran along one wall and the photos on the mantle were encased in brightly colored frames. The curtains were floral too, but the background was bright green and the flowers were pink. There were two lava lamps and a white beanbag chair. Jace was mesmerized by it, in a nauseated way.

“Like it?” Amy asked.

“Sure,” was all he said. He started to pull the door closed and she said:

“Leave it, Sarah doesn’t have her key.” She grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the hallway. He followed her into a hallway with green shag carpeting and blue floral wallpaper, to the first door on the right. She opened the door and nudged him inside, and then she closed that one. Jace blinked several times when he saw her bedroom. The bed was king-sized and took up almost the entirety of the tiny room. The comforter on top of it was red and there were mirrors marbled with gold all along the wall in front of it. While he soaked all of that up, Amy was already stripping off her clothes. Seconds after walking into her bedroom with a complete stranger, she was stripped down to a white bra and a pair of white panties that were almost camouflaged against her pale skin. If not for the freckles, she might be completely colorless. “You wanna smoke first?”

“Uh, okay.”

Amy picked up a psychedelic-colored glass bong off the tiny, messy vanity in the corner. She put it to her lips and with a flick of a lighter that had also appeared in her hand, she inhaled deeply and closed her eyes. Jace watched with fascination as soft gray tendrils of smoke came out through her nose. She opened her eyes and took a seat on the bed. “Sit,” she said. Jace sat next to her and she put the bong to his lips. He was already a little fuzzy-headed thanks to what he’d smoked with Dax. One hit off the bong and he suddenly felt like he was having an out-of-body experience. Amy put the bong and lighter down and said, “You gonna get naked, or what?”

In a dreamlike state, Jace stood up and pulled off his shirt. “Oh, fuck! Gnarly! Who tried to cut your fucking head off?” Jace brought his hand up to feel the thick scar around his neck. The weed had calmed him, almost too much, and as he ran his fingers across it he said:

“A dead fucker.”

Amy actually shuddered. “Fuck,” she said, like she was already in the throes of an orgasm. “Take off the pants, hurry.” Jace “hurried” as much as he could. It felt like he was going in slow motion. As soon as his boots were off and his pants unbuttoned, Amy took over.

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