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I couldn’t catch my breath. I was pushed to my knees. Grasped, squeezed, licked all over by a hot rough tongue. I thrashed uncontrollably when a lustful mouth devoured my pussy, sucking on the tender flesh.
Pinned to the floor, I felt an elbow in my back. Thickness slid into my pussy from behind. Fingers, taking and invading, filling my molten heat. Cold metal pressed against my lips — his ring. I gasped with need as he pinched my swollen clit. He slapped my ass and thighs, the pain waking me up.
I sobbed when he fucked me, hungry and careless. Tears spilled down my cheeks as I surrendered and came.
It was bliss.
After he found release, his mouth met my ear, his cock still inside me.
“How’d you like your first time?”
I shuddered when he withdrew, easing his weight off my back. “It was heaven.”
Later, he sketched by the light of his bedside lamp. I looked at his art books. He said I could borrow one. I asked for a piece of paper from his pad and doodled dreamily on his bed, my leg hooked over his.
It was cozy. A different kind of heaven. Until we fucked again.
That was two days ago. Since then, I couldn’t stop thinking about Patrick. He’d invaded my mind from the night I met him, but now I wasn’t trying to keep him out. He was more than a fantasy, more than a source of cash and sex and dark urges. I ached for him—his scent, his chest, his raspy voice in the morning. Dammit, I’d missed him—
“Whoa there, Lady Christina.”
“Oh God! I’m so sorry.” I pulled up short, giggling. A foot away from me, Marcus held his palms out. His purple jacket set off his yellow knotted scarf. I’d almost plowed into him as I rounded a corner. “Isn’t it early for you to be up? I always figured you were a creature of the night.”
He tugged on his knitted cap. “Didn’t know you thought about me so much.”
“Oh, you wish.” I winked at him, then pointed to the buds on the trees and gave a little skip. “Look, it’s almost spring! I love spring. Enough with winter. Cold is so over.”
He looked alarmed. “Someone’s in a good mood. Exactly how hard did you hit your head this weekend?”
“Ugh, you saw?”
“Sorry to be the bearer of bad news. The video’s everywhere. And that article inThe Lighthouse—”
Right.The Lighthousehad run an article about whether coaches paid enough attention to the health of student athletes. It described the fall in graphic detail. Fortunately, Jess Janicek wasn’t involved.
“Whatever. Who cares?” I bubbled. “It’s just a video. I thought everyone would hate me afterwards, but people have been sonice.Speaking of which, can I borrow your notes for Victorian Lit? Just the last couple of classes, since I’ve been kind of overloaded and busy and — I guess I need help. I’ll be honest, it’s super hard for me to say that I need help, but it’s getting easier, which ishuge.”
“Congrats.” Marcus’s brow furrowed. “Sure, I have them with me. I use a notebook.”
“Great!” I chirped. “That’s so fucking adorable and old-school. I have my laptop, so let’s just sit down on this bench over here, all nice and cozy, and I’ll copy them in two seconds.”
I plopped myself down on the nearest bench and looked at Marcus expectantly. Approaching with caution, he sat down, eyeing me like I was about to explode.
“Christina,” he said in a low voice, “how much Adderall are you taking?”
“Excuse me?”
“Don’t get me wrong, you’re always bubbly, but you’re more carbonated than usual.”
“Ugh, why does it always have to be about drugs with you? Do you think about anything else? I’m inlove.”The word bounced out of my mouth so easily and fell like a thunderbolt. “Fuck,” I whispered. “No, I’m not. Forget I said that. I’m not in love. It’s just — just a little crush.”
He laced his fingers behind his head, leaned back, and grinned at me. Campus was quiet, this early in the morning, and a March breeze stirred the grass.
“A little crush, huh. Right, because we’re all in second grade.”
“Keep it up, Marky,” I muttered. “Really, no. I was being stupid. You thought I said something? I didn’t say anything. Seriously, it was just spring fever, okay? I was temporarily insane.”
“Mm-hm.”
