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Dash takes off to the building as Colson hangs back with me. “Meet me on the third floor by the bathrooms before class,” Colson says. Then I watch him take off after Dash.
Third floor bathrooms. Also known as Kissing Korner. It’s dumb as hell, but that’s where everyone goes to make out, have sex, whatever floats their boat at that time. I’ve never met anyone up there before, and I was hoping one day I would, not because I want to have sex in school. But just because it’d be nice to be wanted by someone. I’ve never fit in here. Everyone seems to have friends. I don’t. Everyone either treats me like I don’t exist, or like I’m beneath them. Not to mention, teenagers are assholes, and they take notice when someone doesn’t‘fit in’here.
Now, I’m not delusional exactly, but the thought of having Colson between my legs on school grounds sounds like a heavenly trip down the rabbit hole. I’ve dreamt of being with him for years. And today, it could finally happen.
I make my way to my locker on the first floor and put everything away. I don’t want anything weighing me down to climb up to the third floor. The third floor is dedicated to the ones who live on campus because their parents are somewhere else. It’s a perk for paying the insane amount of money for the school each year. A hotel for the kids to avoid throwing parties in the mansions they live in. Not many kids stay there, but there are a few.
Taking the stairs two at a time, I find my way to the bathrooms. Sadie Clemmons is standing in front of the girls bathroom adjusting her shirt. “Why are you here, VV?” She snorts. VV stands for Virgin Veronica. Clever little girl, deducing that I’m a virgin.
“I like using this bathroom,” I lie. “No one bothers me, usually.” I miss when she used to be nice.
“Ah, yeah.” She reaches into her shirt to adjust her breasts. “I couldn’t see anyone bringing you up here for a fuck anyway. Your pussy probably feels like sandpaper.” She lets out another laugh.
She’s just so funny, right? I offer her a crooked smile and push the door open so I can ‘go to the bathroom’. My hands sit flat on the counter as I let my body calm down. Feeling the anger leave my body as the nerves set in, will I lose my virginity in a bathroom? Is this what I’ve been reduced to?
The door flies open, and I turn to see Colson walking in, running his hand over his chin. “Good girl,” he growls, the two words that melt me into a puddle. They have ever since I was little. I would do anything I could to have someone call me a good girl. Darrell, the preacher, a teacher, Colson, Dash, Mitch, well… Like I said, as long as it’s a male that says those words, I’m melted butter. When I was little, I just wanted to please people, getting the praise for doing the right things, or going above and beyond. Now, it’s different though, I want to hear it. The words bring a different meaning and feeling within me. The phrase has power over me.
Biting my lip, I watch Colson close the gap between us until he’s pressing me against the wall, pushing into me. I crave those words, even in my lost and broken world, I want them whispered in my ear as I’m fucked senseless against this wall.
“I could ruin you seven ways from Sunday.” Colson’s hands travel down my body as he lifts me, wrapping my legs around his waist.
“Promises,” I whisper as I pull myself closer to him, letting my lips kiss him along his neck up to his ear. With my back pressed firmly against the wall, I arch into him, feeling the bulge in his slacks. The promise of heaven begging to be released. My heart races, and I feel my cheeks blush.
Colson puts his forehead to mine as he breathes me in. “The forbidden fruit is always the sweetest,” he says softly. How am I forbidden though? I’m right here, willingly ready for him to devour me.
Colson sits me back on the ground, lifting my chin to look up at him. “Have you ever put a cock between these supple lips?” I let my head drift side to side as I naw on my bottom lip. “Then drop to your knees, and let me show you how to deep throat.”
My heart jumps at the excitement of having him in my mouth. I drop quickly in front of him like he asked and lick my lips. Salivating like I’m being offered the most delicious meal of my life. “Good girl. So eager to take me in your mouth.” It’s like something in Colson has changed, before it was just teasing and playing. He’s serious now, commanding me.
I watch Colson work his pants open first, undoing the belt, then the button, and finally the zipper. He takes his cock out and begins rubbing it right in front of me. I’m in awe at the sight of it, yet worried more about if it will even fit into my mouth. I’ve seen penises online before, but looking at one in real life is slightly different. Colson isn’t as veiny as the ones online. Then again, this is real life and not the internet.
“Open for me,” he growls, and I obey. I’m eager as all fucking get out to taste him. My slick lips feel the velvety skin slip through. He tastes like when you put a quarter in your mouth, except different. He moves in and out of mouth as I just sit here on my knees. "Close your lips around it and use your hand as a guide," Colson says with a groan.
I do as he says, wrapping my fingers around his thickness and guiding my hand and head up and down. He lets out a few moans, which makes me pick up my speed. In the momentum, my lip slips, and I feel my teeth scrape the underside of him. “No teeth, Lolli,” Colson growls. I try not to smile with him so deep in my mouth, but it’s hard not to.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” My heart drops at the sound of another person’s voice in the bathroom. I pull my head back and look around Colson’s leg to see Dash standing there in the doorway. My face heats up in embarrassment. Pushing off the floor, I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand and just stand there like an idiot.
“Dash.” Colson turns after pushing his cock back into his pants.
“I told you to not go there, Col, not yet.” I watch as Dash’s face goes from shocked to pissed. He marches closer to us and grabs me by the throat. “You like sucking cock, little sister?” The way he says sister is like he hates it, or hates me. We used to be closer, but as I’ve gotten older, he seems to have gotten angerer.
“Let her go.” Colson grabs Dash and pulls him away from me.
Dash makes a clicking sound with his tongue, a sign of his disappointment. “Both of you to the car.” Colson and I stand there staring at Dash. “Now!” He claps his hands together which makes me jump.
I rush to the door and barrel down the stairs, taking them two at a time. The fuck if I’ll be punished for this. Dash likes to think he’s in charge of me, always telling me what to do and when to do it.
“Veronica!” My name is a loud boom echoing through the hallway. I stop dead in my tracks. My heart slams into my throat as I turn around to see Dash and Colson right behind me.
I turn a corner, heading away from the car. “Where are you running off to, little rabbit?” Dash says with a smile, his face twists in anger, but it’s more than anger, disappointment? When he’s an inch from my face, he growls, “I thought you’d want to taste more cock between those perfectly pink lips.” I feel his finger trace my bottom lip, sending a shiver through me.
My eyes go wide as I look around the hallway seeing people walk by us. “Not here, Dash,” I say softly. Embarrassment fills me to my core. I have done everything in my power to mostly stay hidden from everyone. Just the girl that people vaguely remember passing by in the hall.
“What, you don’t want the entire school knowing that you like to suck cock?” He moves my hair out of my face. “Sadie’s already telling the whole school that you walked into that bathroom. How do you think I found you?” He leans in closer. “So, we’re going to walk calmly to the car together, and we’re gonna go for a quick ride.” I feel his lip on my ear as he sucks it into his mouth. My entire body shivers.
I give him a nod but keep my mouth shut. No one will ever know that I secretly dream of naughty things. I know sex and love is a common thing, but is it common when they’re about the people you’ve grown up with?
“Good girl,” he whispers. There’s those words again. My undoing. My knees nearly buckle out from under me as I let out a soft moan.
