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Donnie turns to look at Wells. “If you stay, you will not touch her. Only sit there and watch. And you, Princess, don’t take your eyes off him.”
He releases my hair and flips me over, smacking my ass so hard a clap rings through the room. I whimper and slide forward from the hit, making my knees shake. He pulls me to my knees by the back of my neck and turns my head to look at Wells. I wiggle my ass as temptation and he smacks it again. I groan and run my nails under the pillows, gripping the sheets tight. He presses his hard dick to my core but doesn’t do anything, only teasing my entrance with every grind of his hips and the warming metal of his piercing. I’m panting and dripping, and he hasn’t even entered me yet. I wiggle my ass once more and Wells groans beside me, rubbing his cock through his sweats. I go to wiggle again and Donnie thrusts forward, hard and fast. I collapse under him, screaming. He grabs my hip with one hand to pull me back, gripping the back of my neck with the other hand, turning my face to Wells once more. He pushes down hard, not letting me move my head—my cheek squished into the mattress— then starts pounding into me relentlessly, inching me higher and higher up the bed with each thrust. I can’t moan, I can’t scream, all I can do is pant.
My body starts to tingle and I know I’m close. My eyes are still on Wells’ and I can see the internal struggle he’s having to not move, or touch me.
Donnie pulls my hip up to straddle him backwards, pushing me down onto his lap. He releases my neck and grabs both of my hips, jackhammering up into me.Oh my god!I try to grab onto something, anything, to ground myself, but it’s not working. His piercing is hitting the right spot over and over. My eyes roll back and I scream out as I explode on his cock, clenching him tightly. He soon follows me, biting my shoulder hard, then collapsing on my back, causing us to fall forward onto the bed. We lay there for a minute panting, and Wells starts laughing. I remove the pillow from on top of my head.When did I get under the pillows?I look at him and he’s lying back next to us, panting himself. I give him a smile and he winks, before hopping up and leaving. Don groans and rubs his forehead into my shoulder blades. He sighs, then sits up and smacks my ass.
“Shower time, Princess.”
I laugh. “I don’t think I can move. Dead. You killed me, Donnie.”
He chuckles then grabs my arm, flipping me to my side. He lifts and swings me over his shoulder, then climbs off the bed. I would object, but my legs are jelly so this is okay.Just this once.
After our shower, we grab some breakfast at the coffee shop on campus. When he asked me to go with him, I was shocked, but a little excited. Maybe this thing between us isn’t just sex.
“So, I wanted to ask you something?” he says, and I set my bagel down, giving him my full attention.
“What's up?”
“We have a tradition here around the holidays. There’s a huge masquerade ball. I’m not sure if one of the other guys has asked you to go yet, but would you be my date?” he asks, looking down at his plate.Is he blushing?
I reach over and set my hand on top of his. “I would love to go with you. And no, no one has asked me yet.”
He looks up in shock, his blue eyes sparkling. “Seriously? I thought Wells would’ve jumped on that by now.” I shake my head no and he gives me the biggest grin I’ve ever seen from him. Happiness reflects back at me, taking my breath away.
I give him a smile, and because I can’tnotbe a smartass, a condition. “I do have one request.” I pause and he nods eagerly.So cute. “I would like to go on a date. Just us, having a nice time for a few hours. Just to make sure we can handle being alone in public without fighting, or you bending me over somewhere to spank me.”
He groans and adjusts himself. “Yeah,” he squeaks, then clears his throat. “Yeah, we can definitely do that.”
I give him a big smile, picking my drink back up and taking a big sip.A masquerade ball? Sounds like a fairytale.
After coffee, Donnie walks me to choir and pushes me up against the wall next to the door. I give him a flirty smile, and gasp as he brushes his lips against mine. He pulls away and throws me a wink before leaving.Such a tease.
“Hey girl,” Jade says, coming around the corner. “Did I just see Mr. I Hate PDA kiss you in the hall? In public?” she jokes, with a hand on her chest.
I shake my head and laugh, still on a high from this morning. “Yeah, he’s asked me to some masquerade ball coming up.”
She freezes and blinks at me a few times. “Silver, that's a big deal. He usually avoids going. Winnie had to threaten to cut his balls off to get him to come last year, and he just asked you out of nowhere?”
I nod, and bite my nail, now hesitant about saying yes. “I have no idea what to wear. Will you help me? Maybe Clara too?” I ask and her eyes brighten.
“A girls’ shopping trip!” she squeals, then grabs my hand, pulling us inside. “I am so there. We can ask Clara after practice.”
I surprise us both by pulling her in for a hug. I quickly back away. “Sorry. I just got excited. I haven't had a proper shopping day since Luna passed.” I wipe the tear from my eye and give her a smile.
“Girl, you know I’m a hugger,” she says, pulling me in tight once more. She’s so tiny her head rests on my boobs, and she groans. “They are so soft, and squishy, like perfect pillows.”
I burst out into giggles and push her away. “Come on, weirdo. Let’s go sing our hearts out.” Once we’re in our seats, I lean back and breathe. I love this place. Open space, plants everywhere, the small handmade pond with the soft trickling waterfall in the corner. One day, I want a place just like this.
Clara walks to the front of the room. “Hello, ladies. Today we’ll be doing something a bit different. Instead of singing a hymn, I want everyone to sing an original composition. Doesn’t need to be perfect, just a few lines of something you’ve written. Okay, let’s see who should we have go first?” she pauses, then gets a funny look on her face.
“I see you Jade, trying to duck down behind Silver. Come on girl, let’s see what you got.” Jade sighs but walks to the center of the room and clears her throat. She opens her mouth and I am blown away. Wow, she can sing. She takes her seat and I can’t help but stare at her. She rolls her eyes and bumps my shoulder. Another girl gets up to sing. I don’t think I have any other classes with her but her song was super catchy. I found myself tapping my foot to the melody. I am so thankful Winnie was not here, the way her talking voice sounds I can only imagine she sounds like two cats fighting. The next girl takes a seat and I know my turn is coming up. I have a few songs I could sing but one is calling to me. I wrote it when I was in a really dark space.
Finally, it’s my turn. Clara smiles, looking at me expectantly. “Silver, I know you’ve created a few compositions. I’m so looking forward to hearing one.”
I take a few deep breaths. The bagel I ate is suddenly wanting to make a return, but I can do this. It's only a few girls here and Winnie is absent once again. Hazel’s in the corner, but won’t look my way.
I smile and stand, slowly moving to where Clara is. “I wrote this after my family died, so it’s a bit dark and rough,” I explain, watching as Clara plops down in my seat and gives me a beaming smile.
