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I pulled her down to me, to swallow her scream, to drive her higher by sucking her dark red nipple into my mouth to give her more. I loved their color, the fact that they were so blatantly aroused and wanted to use them to arouse her even more.
The swirling of my tongue around the tight bud made her keen loudly, a sob of pleasure as she went even higher, her pussy squeezing ever tighter.
I heard her moan my name - my brother’s name - and couldn’t hold back any longer. I let myself go as her heat swallowed me into a world she’d created with her sensual body. I rode through the explosions, certain my cock would blast off my body the orgasm was so strong, but it held on. I lasted longer than normal, too, the quick shot pleasure that normally came with orgasm was prolonged as her walls swallowed around me, time after time.
I sighed her name, softly, imperceptibly, but I knew I’d done it. Fuck, I was in trouble. Only something happened, something that had never happened to me before. Celia fell onto my chest, and kissed me deeply, her walls still rippled around me. I couldn’t help it. I cried out as I felt hot jets shoot from my cock all over again, making me gasp her name over and over as I emptied into her. I’d wanted to make her mine, but I think she’d just made me hers.
I stayed silent as she broke away from me and panted on my chest. I stroked her back gently as I tried to figure out what had just happened. She was mine and I was hers.
I’d give her the world if that’s what she wanted.
“Thank you for inviting me over.” She murmured against my neck, her lips a sigh against my neck as she finally came back to life.
“I wanted you so much, Celia. I needed to see you.” I pushed her up from my chest and gazed up at her, wild hair and all.
“I wanted to meet you too, you know?” She said as she let me have my fill of looking.
Her finger stroked my lips and awareness shot through me. I was still inside of her, still hard as a rock for her. Even after I came twice.
“Well, you have me all, baby. Take what you want.” I pulled her back down to me and kissed her with whatever wild, crazy shit had taken hold of my brain. I was a goner, and I had a feeling this would last for more than one night. Which meant I was in a fuckload of trouble.
Chapter Sixteen
Celia
How could you go from being on the high of your life to down in the dumps in the span of a week, I wondered as I sat on a park bench by myself. I’d left my phone and my laptop in my bag, buried at the bottom, so I wouldn’t have to hear them if someone sent me a message. My hand went up to my hair and touched the frazzled ends that were left.
It was too ugly, too horrible to look at. Tears streaked down my face, but it was early morning, nobody cared. What was I supposed to do about this shit?
Keith’s face popped into my head, and I sobbed. He loved my hair, he’d twirl it around his fingers, let it fall over his face, he’d even jerked himself off with it wrapped around his cock once. I’d watched, lost in lust and fascination as he did it.
Now, what would he do? He’d look at me, cringe, and probably walk away.
I’d had a week of bliss, of being so high that even Rachel’s increasingly snarky attitude hadn’t bothered me. I’d just smiled, flipped her off a few times, and gone about my day. Or evening as it had been a few times. She’d told me I was fat, ugly, unworthy of being her friend in response, but I’d just walked over to Keith’s place and let him fuck her nasty words away.
He made me feel beautiful, loved, and desired. She hadn’t mattered.
Until I woke up this morning. I had to get up early, for an exam, and I’d seen her standing over me, a pair of scissors in one hand, most of my hair in the other. “Let’s see how long you smirk now, you fucking fat whore.”
I’d stared at her, horrified, and even a little afraid. How had the sweet girl that I’d thought would be my friend suddenly turned into such a nightmare?
The air was cold, and a breeze started up that all but froze the tears on my face. I couldn’t sit out here anymore. I swiped at the tears and picked up my school bag. It had my notes in it. I’d try to study, I decided.
Rachel had run out of our room after she’d spoken and had taken the evidence with her. I’d dressed in a hurry, determined to report her. To have her arrested for assault, to have my dorm changed. But she’d taken the only evidence there was. Who would believe me?
She was a beauty with the face of an angel, on the verge of joining one of the most popular sororities on campus. I’d be labeled as a jealous bitch that only wanted to get Rachel in trouble. Her new ‘sisters’ would rally behind her, support her. They’d probably put her up to it as some initiation ritual, the mean fucking bitches.
I’d talked myself down from righteous anger, but now, shame seethed through me, and that made something else come alive in me. A new kind of anger. A need for revenge09 even.
I didn’t know how, but I’d pay her back for this shit.
As soon as I could stop crying, I might even be able to think of a way how.
“Celia,” a voice called out that made me freeze as I stepped into the building where I had to take my exam. “What the fuck have you done to your hair?”
I looked into Keith’s face; my eyes miserable. His face went from shock to sympathy. “What happened?”
“Rachel happened,” I whispered and sobbed as I fell into his arms.
“What does that mean?” he asked a note of cold anger in his voice. I knew it wasn’t directed at me, but even then, it was a little scary.
“She did this while I was asleep this morning,” I said through the hiccups that came with my tears. “I woke up and she’d cut all of my hair off.”
“Did she, indeed?” I could feel anger now, coming off him in waves. I snuggled closer, in need of his warmth and the comfort he offered to me. I’d been made fun of before in my life, I’d been stared at by the boys when I grew breasts, called a whore and a skank by the girls, and had learned to stay to myself, to study. I hadn’t let it bother me back then.
