The Next Day

( The Next Day)

Slowly opening your eyes, with your head hurting like hell. You look around you, to remember that you are on the floor of Jonathan's room, naked. Aaron's not there, probably went to Starbucks, to grab you a coffee. You slowly get up, putting your clothes on, ready to go out.

Last night was incredible, Aaron did everything he could to pleasure you. Lick, kiss, even massage your back. Sucking him was the most fun of it, because he clearly enjoys it. He also loved to have your ass on his face. You admit it, sitting on his face was a pleasure. The way he grabbed it, and slapped it hard, made you so wet.

You leave the bedroom, to see Jonathan, sitting on the couch, talking to a girl. She wasn't there last night, or you have remembered her. From the back, you can tell she's a little shy by her familiar voice. When Jonathan sees you, he invit you to come and meet the “ New Hitgirl “. You walk to the couch, to finally recognize the girl : Harley Jones. Your cousin.

Your jaw drop instantly, seeing Harley in Jonathan's penthouse makes you feel weird. Last time you heard about her, she was in Louisianna, finishing her High School. She's that kind of really shy, cute, blonde girl. She's very intelligent, she was the best in her class, and weirdly enough, she's here in New York.

“ Harley, what the fuck are you doing here?! “, you yell, at the poor girl, who seem not that confuse.

“ Well, I was looking for a job, since I moved here in New York. And I heard you were working here, so I asked mister Roosevelt if I could here too. “, she says, with a beautiful smile.

You quickly and angrily grab Jonathan's arm, and pull him far enough so that Harley doesn't here what your about to say to Roosevelt.

“ Why did you bring her here?? She's not made to be a Hitgirl! “, you tell him, yelling and whispering at the same time.

“ Well, she's cute enough. She could help. Are you jealous? “, he says, with a giant smile on his fat face.

“ No. Shut up. And if you ever lay a finger on her, or **** to do stuff she doesn't want to, I'll cut your dick off, understand? “, you say, pushing Jonathan onto the wall.

“ I'm not like Jason, for Christ sake. “ He says.