Want Me (Extracurricular Activities, #1)

by Neve Wilder

I let out a sound of exasperation and gave up. “Fuck you, Eric, you obstinate dick.” He turned away to walk back inside the house, leaving me out on the porch. How did he fucking do that? How’d he just stand there and turn it off like that? Unbelievable. I dropped down onto the stoop and stared out into the alley beyond our yard, trying to think logically. What had I expected anyway? It’d been about fooling around from the get-go. And what Eric had said made sense: I was risking some shit with our antics that maybe I shouldn’t be, considering my position. But shit, I craved it now, and I really wanted to make that all his fault instead of my own. But it wasn’t. Not really. Maybe it was for the best. It’d begun as an experiment, and hadn’t we done enough that I should have the conclusion blazoned on my brain undoubtedly? I liked dick. Or, at the least, I liked some dick. Now I knew for sure and could move on. It was just fooling around. I said it over and over again to myself, but the words refused to sink in; they just sat on the surface of my brain with nowhere to go because all the dark recesses of me were already filled with him.