ASHLEY

"Oh my God, guys! Please, get a room!" groaned Hunter.

We have been making out passionately for the last 2 minutes. I just realized Hunter and Sarah had arrived.

Somehow, I had ended up with my legs around Isaac's waist. I was sitting on his lap.

We broke apart and I looked at him. Suddenly, I felt a tug.

OH MY GOD! DID HE JUST GET A BONER! I NEED TO GET OFF!

I got up quickly and fixed my dress.

"I'm sorry, Sarah. We can leave anytime you want." I replied, looking down.

Isaac was still sitting lazily on the couch. His position was the same as I had left it.

"No, no. You guys enjoy your time. I need to do some important work that just came up." replied Sarah, smiling.

She probably got the wrong idea. And with that, she left Hunter, Isaac and I in the room.

"I'm leaving, too. But please don't make out here. Go up to his room." Hunter begged, groaning in annoyance.

I saw the two brothers going upstairs.

I'll just follow them.

Once we climbed the stairs, the two brothers went in their own rooms.

Where do you go now, smartass?

"You coming?" asked Isaac.

Why not?

I entered his room and sat on his bed.

"I'm going to take another shower. A cold one." he told me.

I nodded and took out my phone. After a few minutes, I decided to get comfortable as he still hadn't come out of the shower.

I laid on Isaac's bed, scrolling through Instagram. Suddenly, I felt hands grip on my waist. The hands swiftly turned me around. I was facing Isaac.

Now, this was the "ogle-on-abs-" scene.

Isaac leaned in closer to me. I was ready for a kiss. As I was about to close my eyes, he leaned past my lips and started sucking my neck. I couldn't help but cry out a moan.

I couldn't stop it. I tried holding it back, but as he got closer to my sweet spot, the moaning got louder.

Then, there was a loud bang on the door.

"HAVE. SEX. SOMEWHERE. ELSE. I. CAN. HEAR. THE. FUCKING. MOANS." yelled Hunter.

Isaac acted as if he hadn't heard anything. He continued kissing my neck. I held back my moans.

Isaac tried taking out my shirt, but I held back.

"No." I rejected.

"Why?" he asked.

"You know what? I should ask you that. Why are you doing this?"

Isaac got up, looked at me for another minute, and left the room.

What the fuck was wrong with him?

I felt tears shed down my cheeks. I quickly wiped them, controlled myself and ran downstairs. Rushing out the door, I drove back home. This was so stupid and I was being way too extra about it.

I didn't get out of my room that whole day. The stupid bastard had given me a hickey.