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“Why did you stop dancing?” she asks me. I glance around and laugh.
“Very funny guys, this has to be a joke right?” I glance down at the girl and she turns, giving me a pout. “What’s a joke? I thought we were having a good time,” she says, glancing down at my softening cock. “You’re with Nate. Why would he just leave you to fool around with me?” I ask and she giggles, placing her lips on mine. She steps back again and meets my eyes, raising a brow. “Baby, I am no one’s. Nate and I fool around sometimes, but he’s probably messing with Charla by now and I want to dance, kiss, and fuck ... you, ” she says moving closer to me. Trailing her hand down my stomach to my belt, playing with the buckle. I gaze into her eyes and give her a smirk. “Is that right?” She licks her lips, and bites the bottom one, sliding her hand lower. I grab her wrist and shake my head. She pouts and goes to leave, but I tug her closer to my chest. “If you want to play with the big boys, you better buckle up.”
Her eyes widen and sparkle with lust.
I pull her from the kitchen and up a side staircase to the bathroom—I know better than to use the bedrooms up here. I shut the door and spin her, slamming her back to the hard wood, and place one hand on her neck. The other one trails lower, past her cropped tank top to her short skirt. She whimpers and wiggles, but I don’t acknowledge her or move further. Instead, I increase the pressure of my palm and she gasps. I chuckle under my breath and step closer to her, finally meeting her heat filled gaze. “Are you sure you can handle me, sweetheart?” I ask, and she nods frantically, swallowing below my hand. I lick my lips and give her a once over. Tight body, nice sized rack, plus she's a redhead. Yeah she’ll do, at least for tonight. I bend down and lift her ass with the hand that's not holding her neck. She wraps her legs around my waist and I instantly feel the heat from her pussy on my stomach.
“You like my hand around your throat, don't you? Such a dirty little slut, soaking my T-shirt with your juices.”
She whimpers and grinds against my abs, becoming wetter by the second. I unbutton my jeans and pull my dick out while my other hand still grasps her throat. I like holding her by the neck, I may do it the whole time. I rub myself along her pussy, groaning at the feel of silk. “Such a dirty whore, wearing a skirt this short with no panties.” I slap her pussy with my dick and she moans, wiggling again. So needy, but she won't be getting what she suspects. I keep rubbing my cock along her slit, lubing myself up. She twitches and whines. “Please,” she chokes out. I tighten my grip and her eyes roll back, her whole body shaking as if she's about to explode. I slide my dick farther back towards a hole I know will be tighter than her used up pussy. She freezes, but doesn't stop me. I inch my dick in slowly, pushing past the tight ring. Fuck she feels like heaven, clenching me, making it harder to thrust any further. I pull back and push in again a few times until I’m balls deep in her ass. She moans and whines, soaking my balls, making me slide easier as I start to thrust. Slowly to begin, then harder and faster. I snap my hips until her ass and back slam into the wood. Easing my grip, I allow her moans to become louder and louder. I don’t give a fuck who’s listening right now. I want them to know this tight little ass is mine for the moment. She starts to grunt and I’m not sure how I feel about it, it reminds me of that damn pig show my baby cousin used to be obsessed with.Fuck now I’m thinking about her, talk about a boner killer.I close my eyes and imagine the hot chick in front of me, but the grunts are getting louder. Fuck it. I pull myself out from her ass, and drop her to the ground, I release her neck and spin her around, smashing her face in the door. She moans and arches her back. I slam back into her tight hole and grip her throat once more. The grunting starts again, but this time I move two fingers from her throat and shove them in her mouth gagging the sounds.Ah that’s better.My balls tighten and I know I’m close, I reach down and flick her clit a few times until she explodes, clenching my dick tighter and dripping juices down her legs.Fuck that’s hot.I pull out and cum all over her ass and the back of her thighs. I smear it in for a moment, then turn and wash my hands. She collapses on the tile, panting, watching as I rinse my dick off in the sink. I put myself away and nudge her with my foot. “Can you move? I really need a drink after that.”
Her mouth pops open with a gasp and I roll my eyes. She shuffles to the side and snaps, “Wow you're a real asshole Xavier.”
I laugh and shoot her a wink. “I know and I just destroyed yours.”
She screeches something behind me, but I pay her no attention. I wasn’t lying, I really do need a drink now.
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“Asshole, wake the fuck up. You are going to miss practice and Coach will be pissed,” Connor shouts at me, smacking the back of my head.
“Fuck.” I groan, wincing at the pain that radiates my skull. Practice is going to be a bitch today. I shouldn’t have had those extra shots. Or at least not gone shot for shot with Nate. I wonder if he’s as hungover as I feel right now. Connor slams my door and I roll over. The Alexa in our kitchen blasts some heavy metal shit and I groan again, rubbing my head with my palms. I guess the asshole is still mad at me. But, I mean, he has a right to know what his ‘girl’ was doing behind his back. It’s always the quiet ones you have to watch. I never thought Cara would be the type. The music cuts off and Connor yells at me to get my ass up. I glance over to the bedside table and smile. He gave me a steaming mug of coffee, a glass of OJ, and an over-the-counter pain reliever. Even when he’s mad, he still loves me. I grab the pills and down the juice, before sipping the coffee. I don’t have time to shower, but I usually wait till after practice anyways. I throw the sheet off my body and shiver—I guess I got naked last night—and place my feet on the cold floor and jump up and down a few times. My stomach twists, but I ignore it. I bend down and throw on some clean boxers and sweats, not bothering with a shirt. I open the door to the main dorm and sigh. Connor is sitting there at the table, with his head in his hands. I walk over and wrap his neck in a chokehold giving him a hug.
“Do you think I lost her to that Hawthorne dick?” he asks in a broken voice. Removing my arm, I walk to the fridge, I grab a bottle of water and chug it down. “I don’t know man, but from what I saw, they were three seconds from fucking in public.”
He growls and stands from the table. The chair falls to the floor, but he ignores it.
“Seriously dude. She is just a chick. Go find a new one.” I mean she’s seriously hot, but still only a chick, right. He stomps around the dorm, slamming cupboards and making a lot of unnecessary noise. He turns to face me, his face is beet red and he’s visibly shaking in anger. Fuck, I need to calm him down.
“She told me just the other night that she didn’t want anything serious. That she liked someone else too. I told her I could do this, but not even twenty-four hours later she's dry humping a fraternity asshole, when her scent is still on my fingers.”
I cringe at that and he rolls his eyes, “Not fucking literally dude. I have showered since then, but you get what I’m saying.” I nod and rub my eyes, fuck I am not equipped for this shit right now. “Let’s head off to practice and burn some of this steam, man. Maybe it was just a fluke. I know she likes you, Connor. I see the way she is around you, brother.”
He nods and walks away, grabbing his bag, before throwing the door open. He freezes in the hall, “I came here for her man. I’m an idiot,” he whispers before slamming the door and leaving me in his misery-filled headspace.
Practice is a complete shitshow, and I feel like I may die.
“Alright ladies, hit the showers,” Coach shouts and I move towards the locker room. I spot East ahead of me and jog to catch up. “Hey Hawthorne, got a sec?”
He slows his pace, but keeps moving. “Yeah. What’s up Xav?” he says, glancing my way. I check around to make sure Connor isn’t nearby and ask what’s been bugging the piss out of me. “So, I have to know, are you hooking up with Cara?” My anger surprises me. His eyes bug out and he shakes his head.
“Sorry man, caught me off guard there. How do you know Cara?” He stops moving and glances around. His eyes catch on a group of cheerleaders and he gives them the nod.
“We’re besties. Same hometown, plus my guy has been obsessed with her for years. So I had to know if it was serious between you two or if he has a shot. He’s been moping around since learning you two were making out.” He scoffs and runs his hands through his sweaty brown hair.
“Nah man, just a little fun. She’s too innocent for me. If you catch my drift. Hey, I have to go, but you and Connor should stop by the house sometime.” He slaps me on the back and takes off for a pretty brunette walking by. She stops and gives him a glare, before screaming in his face, but then grabs him and kisses him hard.Well okay then. I move to the showers and poke Connor in the ass cheek. He jumps and gives me a look of horror. I tip my head back laughing, and move to the stall next to him. He scowls. “Not funny, Xav.” He pouts, and I contemplate telling him what I just learned or letting him suffer. His sad, kicked puppy dog face is too depressing. “I talked to Hawthorne. He said it’s not serious, so I wouldn't stress about it dude.” He glances my way, eyes full of hope, and I internally wince.Fuck he’s head over barrel for her.“Seriously man?” he asks. I give him a nod and turn the water on to shower off the dirt, grime, and leftover mess from last night. I ignore him as I wash my hair, but I can feel his energy, he’s practically buzzing.
“Okay fucking say it,” I snap, and he starts talking so fast I have to actually stop what I’m doing and concentrate. “I only got maybe half of that,” I say with a laugh. He shuts off the water and wraps a towel over his lower half. “Should I call her? Or maybe just show up at her dorm? I don’t want her to think I’m clingy,” he keeps talking to himself aloud and my brain is about to burst. “Okay, fuck. Text her and ask her to meet us for lunch or something.” I sigh, and he gives me a huge grin. Once my hair is rinsed, I turn the water off, and wrap a towel around my own hips. I walk over to the lockers and get dressed. Connor gives me a thumbs up, and I groan. Just what I wanted to do today. Guess I’m having lunch with my best friend, and his whatever she is.Fucking perfect.
Twenty-Two
Carson
I walk up to the cafeteria they have in Anderson Hall, and grab a salad. The cheeseburgers call to me, but I need something healthy after all the junk I ate this weekend. I’ll have to find a store to pick up some ingredients to fill our fridge with. I’ve always loved to cook, and I may have joked about gaining the freshman fifteen, but I would like to avoid it.
“Hey.” Xavier comes up to me and steals a cherry tomato. I still can’t believe they’ve been here the last month training with the team. He reaches out to steal a cucumber and I smack his hand away. He gives me a pout, trying to bat those thick lashes of his. I’m not sure if it is from his Asian heritage, but he has the most gorgeous green eyes.
“That’s cold babe. I’m starving,” he whines. A laugh escapes me, and I roll my eyes.
