Stronger, Faster, and More Beautiful by Arwen Elys Dayton

Author:Arwen Elys Dayton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Random House Children's Books
Published: 2018-12-03T16:00:00+00:00

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By the time he got to Dahlia, Jake felt no sense of urgency. He could enjoy himself. They walked a long way down the beach, holding hands, and when he felt her shivering, he wrapped her in his arms. The breeze off the ocean had gotten colder, but there was still a hint of the warm afternoon in the air and in the sand.

“I don’t really do this,” she told him as they started to kiss.

“You know how much I like you,” he said. “So much.”

“Oh, really? ‘So much’?”

“Sooo much.”

“You are so full of shit.”

He kissed her more. “I’m not.”

He was guiding her away from the ocean, into a secluded spot where an arm of rock extended from the cliffs. Dahlia was stumbling slightly and she tasted like pineapples and alcohol and marshmallows. She walked backward in his arms until she bumped up against the bottom of the cliffs. “Ooof—you like lots of girls, Jake. You’re kind of a whore.”

Jake, on this evening, was in the middle of one of the most promiscuous activities imaginable, and yet her words caused him a surge of irritation.

“I am not.”

Dahlia laughed. “You’re not? Really? What am I, your backup plan for the night?”

Now he was more than irritated, he was angry. How dare she see the exact truth of the situation? “Of course not! I flirt. It’s—it’s fun. But I’ve been thinking about you all night.” She was still holding on to him, so he plowed past his anger, used it for his performance. “I kept thinking of ways to lure you away from the fire, Dahlia. And look, here we are.”

He kissed her again, and as he did, she wrapped a leg around him, was supple against his body.

“Slut,” she whispered in his ear.

It sounded sultry, it sounded honest. The irritation was still rolling around in his stomach, but she was so warm up against him, and it was a new sensation to be called out by a girl. He was a whore, she was his backup plan.

“I don’t really do this,” she said again, but she wasn’t pushing him away. “I’m drunk. That stuff keeps making you drunk way after you drink it.”

“You taste good.”

There was more kissing and it was different than it had been with the other two girls. Maybe Dahlia didn’t know the full extent of him, but she didn’t think he was someone romantic or serious or faithful either.

“You’re the worst person to do this with,” she said as he expertly unbuttoned her cutoff shorts and slid them down her legs. “Probably full of diseases.”

If only she had known. If only he had known.

“I’m the best person to do this with,” he whispered, “because I know what I’m doing.”

And then it was happening with girl number three of the evening, but it wasn’t how he expected it to be—it was practically like he was making love to her, their feet in the sand, her body against the base of the cliff, the wind moving across the outcropping above them, the stars and moon creeping across the sky.

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