Ninteen

'So in a way, it's your first kiss,' James said, as he helped Venus fix her closet.

While Sophia sat on the bed, leg over the other, her skirt riding up as she sat, revealing her slim model-like legs, and Venus stood in a towel with her hair dripping.

"In a way," Venus mumbled, recalling how gently but firmly Dante had kissed her, opening her mouth with his to slowly thrust his sinful tongue into her mouth and slide it against hers, then nibbling and sucking on her lower lip, it was as if a starved man was allowed food after a wait that lasted for eternity.

The truth was, Venus was shying away from him.

"Bitch you better call me when shit like that goes down mhmm," James said sassily, cocking his hip out.

Venus then changed into her a pair of grey sweats and a plain white fitted shirt,

And since their mates were out for a pack meeting they decided to be productive and bake some brownies and cookies. As they blasted Post Malone in the kitchen and tried to get Venus to loosen up, they