by K. Walker
He moved within me slowly, deliberately, using his cock to stroke my inner walls, skirting the limits of my receding orgasm.
It felt so good and I needed release now but it was clear he wasn't going to give it to me. I knew that regardless of what my body craved, he would be perfectly content to keep me in this post-orgasmic state for another hour, until I had been reduced to a whimpering wreck, begging for release.
My body ached and shivered with delight and I completely surrendered myself to him.
He controlled my body in every way, just with a single touch. I rested my face against the cool tile and realized there was only one thing left to do in order to get release.
My eyes flew open as the sunlight clawed its way into my consciousness, forcing myself out of my dream. Jesus Christ! I sucked in a deep breath and looked around the room. I had been dreaming again, entranced with exciting sex with Chad. I smiled in my pillow. This one had been one hell of a dream because my panties were sopping wet. I had come in my sleep. Damn it.
Chapter 20
It was obvious when I arrived at school the following day that something was wrong.
Everyone’s heads were glued to their devices, and the shocked expressions made me scared. I was walking down the hallway when I heard the gasps and saw the horrified looks on several of the students’ faces.
“What the hell is going on?” I asked Amanda who was standing by her locker doing the same. “What did I miss?”
She was just as horrified as everyone else when she handed the phone to me. “Didn’t you get it? It started circulating from last night.”
“Get what?” I asked listlessly and took the phone from her. My mouth fell when I saw the video. It was of Robby’s accident. It showed Chad getting into the car with Robby, the car driving off, and when the car crashed. Then, it showed the car catching on fire, Chad jumping out and running before the car exploded with Robby still left inside.
WHO REALLY KILLED ROBBY?
The caption was displayed at the end of the video, but the way it had been doctored, it was pretty damn good. Almost believable.
“Who did this? Did Wes do this?” I asked Amanda as my heart raced a mile a minute. “This isn’t true,” I defended. “Chad told me how it all happened. They were both in the car, and Robby’s belt got stuck. He got caught too. That’s how he got the burn marks on his arm.”
“What burn marks?” Amanda asked in disbelief.
“The ones under the tattoo,” I explained, desperate for her to believe. “Wes is trying to frame him.”
“Look around, Sophia. I think it’s working,” she said as my eyes roamed the halls of all the students leaning against their lockers watching the video. The gasps alone and students covering their mouths in horror said everything.
“Where is he?!”
I heard Chad’s voice boom before I saw him. “Chad, no!” I said and walked out before him to stop him. “Don’t play his game. This is what he wants.”
“Sophia, he took it too far,” he said through clenched teeth. “He’s fucking dead.”
“But you know you didn’t do what the video shows. It’s doctored and can be proven.”
“I know that,” he shot out. “But no one from school knows that. They weren’t there, so now I look like an asshole for ditching one of my guys,” he said through clenched teeth. “He’s trying to ruin me. Not this time.”
“Chad, please…” I begged.
“Sophia, I have to,” he said and walked past me.
I felt Amanda’s presence as she came up behind me. “Can’t blame him. What would you do if it were you?”
“But he’s going to get into trouble if he attacks Wes at school,” I said nervously feeling the lump rise in my throat.
“It doesn’t matter. He’s in trouble, anyway. The cops shut down that track afterwards, but that video – that could get them in big trouble if the cops find out about it which they will now that has been uploaded to the web. Wes had told them he wasn’t even there when Robby died, but this video says otherwise.”
I shook my head. “He’s so hell bent on destroying Chad he didn’t even realize what he was doing to himself, too. He really fucked up.”
“Yep,” Amanda agreed with a nod of her head. She looked at the video again. “I mean, this is clearly bullshit.” I leaned closer so I could see again. “First of all, this made it seem as if Chad was driving, that he ran head on into the other car, and then ditched Robby. We all know Chad wouldn’t do that. Say anything you want about him, but he’s loyal to those guys.”
“I know,” I whispered when I remembered how he had paid off Brody’s debts. And it hadn’t been the first time. “I hope no one believes this crap.”
Chad Minor, Wesley Collingwood, please report to the principal’s office.
“Shit!” I exclaimed when the announcement came over the speaker. The hushed whispers grew louder as the message was repeated. “This can’t be happening.”
“Come on, we have to get to class,” Amanda said in her practical voice.
“Great,” I replied and threw my hands in the air. “Like I can focus now. And this is all because of that bitch, Callie.”
“Not the Robby incident,” Amanda said matter of factly. “That happened over a year ago.”
“I know. But everything just seems to be her fault.”
Amanda smirked. “I know, right?”
I sat in class, staring at Mr. Anglin’s mouth moving, explaining concepts I would normally absorb like a sponge. But not today. Today, my mind was uncomfortably hovering over the principal’s office, wondering what the hell was happening there.
I had to know. My skin itched, and I turned restlessly on the chair. Every couple of seconds I checked my phone for any messages from anyone about what was happening. It was then that I saw the video that had gotten lost under several messages.
Nothing. Not even after thirty minutes. It was getting to me.
I raised my hand. “Mr. Anglin, may I be excused?”
“What are you doing?” Amanda whispered from the corner of her mouth.
“I can’t just stay here,” I whispered back as Mr. Anglin gave his consent and I slid out of my seat.
I slipped out of the class and made a beeline for the principal’s office. I couldn’t be seen, and my heart pounded so loudly that I didn’t hear the footsteps that must have been so loud behind me until someone tapped my shoulder.
I jumped and turned, clamping my hands to my chest. “Shit, Chad. You scared me.” I sucked in a deep breath and tried to examine his face for any telltale signs of what had taken place.
“Follow me,” he said and took my hand as he led me to the back of the building, close to where Wes and I had shared our first kiss. I almost puked thinking about it. I was such an idiot.
“What happened?”
“We were suspended for the rest of the week, or until we’re cleared by the cops,” he sighed. “Haven’t even told my dad as yet.”
Once something like that happened, and especially something that showed evidence of a former crime, the principal was obligated to contact the police.
“I can’t believe Wes did this,” I said softly, and kept checking behind me. I felt like someone would come bursting through the door and somehow, I would get caught in the middle of it, even though I hadn’t been a student at the time.
I knew it was irrational, but my mind had a way of lingering on the irrational in crisis moments.
“That’s because he’s an idiot,” Chad sneered. “To make matters worse, he mentioned I was the one who framed him and placed drugs in his car.”
“Omg!” I cried. “He really meant to pound you into the dust. What did you do to him?”
“Nothing,” he replied and sighed. “It’s just how it’s always been.”
“What did you say when he mentioned that? Where is he?”
“I wasn’t gonna admit to that. Are you kidding?” he laughed, sounding like his old self.
“Well,
as if he thought you would,” I said with relief, after realizing Chad wouldn’t be getting into as much trouble as had been earlier suggested.
“So, Miss Daniels,” he crooned and touched my hand ever so lightly, “you do care about me, huh?”
I could feel the blush rising to my cheeks and I turned away. “Don’t flatter yourself. I would be just as concerned about anyone.”
“Even Wesley?” he asked arching an eyebrow.
I clenched my jaw. I couldn’t pretend with him, and I didn’t want to talk about feelings I wasn’t even sure I understood. “What’s going to happen to him?”
“I don’t know,” he replied. “That video translates to evidence of a crime, evidence that he withheld and doctored, so, who the hell knows?”
“Spoliation of evidence,” I said mindlessly.
“Huh?” Chad asked.
“Oh, that’s the term for it – something I picked up from my dad,” I told him. “It’s not going to go so well for Wes. He doctored that video, and then tried to pin the crime on someone else. He withheld evidence from the cops. He’s in a world of trouble.”
I actually felt sorry for him. No one deserved that at his age. But stupidity usually came with a price.
“I’m just glad it had nothing to do with me. I still can’t believe he was trying to let people believe I killed Robby. Or I bailed on him.”
His face tightened when he spoke, and I saw the emerald fire in his eyes. I had forgotten how hypnotic his eyes could be, and I found myself sinking into their depths. He saw, and without question, kissed me deeply as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
I wanted to move, to tell him to get away from me, that I wasn’t ready for anything. But my lips parted instead, and I let him touch my body and pull me into him. I wanted to be there. I couldn’t deny it anymore and body melded into his like we were one.
“Chad,” I whispered against him and gripped his arms.
“Don’t say no, Sophia. Please,” he murmured, his lips brushing against my face and his breath warming my skin.
I had felt all kinds of things with other guys before, but what I felt for Chad was on a different level. I couldn’t deny it, and I couldn’t escape it. I was falling hard and fast.
“I’m not, but this is really shitty timing.” I laughed and buried my face in his chest.
“I know.” He ran his hand through my hair and then lifted my chin so he could look into my eyes. “I’m not going anywhere.”
I swear, everything inside me melted into nothingness. I took his hands as he held my face, and I saw everything in his eyes I had been missing for weeks.
“Now you need to get back to class. I have to get home and see my dad. I got a free day out of school.”
“Okay.” I nodded.
He leaned in and kissed me again, and the butterflies that had been fluttering inside my chest since I met him ran out of wing power and flapped in the belly of my stomach.
I sighed deeply and walked back into the building. I ran into Alexi as she was heading to her next class.
“Hey, what’s going on? Did you talk to any of them?”
I didn’t get a chance to answer as two police officers entered the hallway, led by the security guard. I pursed my lips and waited for them to pass.
“I think they’re here for Wes,” I whispered. “He withheld evidence which he then doctored and tried to frame someone. And he also accused Chad of setting him up with the drugs, something he has no proof of.”
“Holy shit! Why the fuck would he do that?” Alexi asked indignantly. “Is he crazy or just stupid? So he’s still in the principal’s office?”
“I’m not sure. Maybe. I saw Chad, but not him.”
“Is Chad okay?” she asked as we rounded a corner in the hallway.
“Yeah,” I replied, and the blush colored my cheeks again. “He got suspended for the day.” I slipped my hands into the back pockets of my jeans and swayed from side to side – not my most inconspicuous moment and Alexi immediately noticed.
“Anything happened that I should know about?”
“Not really,” I replied and shrugged. “Just a little kiss. That’s all.”
Her eyes popped. “What? You guys kissed?” She pulled me over to the wall, the gossip too juicy not to share.
“Yes, but it’s not a big deal,” I tried to tell her.
“Not a big deal my ass.” She smirked. “You don’t waste any time, do you?”
“Ouch, Alexi.” I winced and punched her arm. “Talk about bitchy.”
“You know me.” She grinned. “Now, let’s get to class before we get into trouble, too.”
“Yeah, shit,” I exclaimed and hurried off. I had lost track of time. “See you at lunch, Alexi,” I shouted as I darted down the hallway and to my next class.
“Later!” she shouted back.
My phone buzzed as soon as I sat down in my seat and my entire being lit up when I saw Chad’s name.
Chad: Really miss you and those lips.
Sophia: Oh, yeah?
Chad: Yep. I won’t stop until I have you back.
Sophia: Then you have your work cut out for you Mr. Minor. But what about Callie?
Chad: Don’t worry about her. She’ll be taken care of.
Sophia: What does that mean. I just want her off my back.
Chad: It’s already done.
I was grinning when I looked up, and the frown on the teacher’s face wiped it clean off of mine. I cleared my throat and looked away, slipping the phone back into my pocket.
But I couldn’t help but glow. Finally, something was going right and all I could think about was Chad.
Chapter 21
I arrived at Chad’s house and realized no one was there. Only some of the staff. He opened the door and wore a wide grin on his face as he moved aside to allow me to enter. “Hello, beautiful,” he said, closing the door behind us.
I smiled at him and drank him in. He was only wearing a pair of black board shorts and I couldn’t help but to allow my eyes to trail the plains of his abs and then the gorgeous V that disappeared under his shorts.
Damn, that boy was fine.
“Come on.” He gestured and started walking the staircase to his bedroom. I followed and took a quick glance at pictures that lined the huge wall. We walked down a hall and entered his bedroom.
“Nice,” I said walking around and then felt his arms wrap around my waist.
“You wanna stay in here or we could hang out by the pool,” he suggested in a deep husky voice. Shivers ran up and down my body. “Let’s stay in here,” I murmured as I felt his lips slide down the nape of my neck.
I realized that I was incredibly turned on by the situation I now found myself in. I could feel my body responding, moving in time to his touch, the juncture between my thighs beginning to ache. God, what this boy did to me.
He cupped my head with his right hand and tilted my face to the left so that he could kiss me. It was a deep passionate kiss, and it made my whole body tingle with pleasure as his tongue ran across my lower lip.
I smiled then as he walked me backward toward his bed and we both lay down and splayed out on the thick comforter. I was so nervous but went with the flow as his hands roamed my body and I couldn’t help but respond. I shuddered with pleasure.
He slid his right hand down to rest between my thighs and inched his way under my panties. Deftly, he located my clit, and then began to knead it with his thumb and forefinger, using my own labia against me to stimulate me further. I whimpered each time he did this, needing him so much.
I began to gasp, my breath coming in short heaves as I tried to retain some degree of control over my body.
It was useless, I realized. Chad simply knew exactly what to do, knew what I needed, knew how to take me to the ragged edge of my orgasm and then leave me at that edge, pausing to let me calm myself, only to resume again without warning so that I was surprised by my own pleasure each time.
Jesus Christ!
My mind raced, trying to stay ahead of the delirious sensations of his finger drifting over my skin. My pussy throbbed as he slipped into me, the fullness of his cock filling me and then receding with maddening slowness.
He was making love to me, I realized, taking his time to pace himself and immerse me in my own pleasure. I shuddered as he pushed into me again, gradually filling me completely with his cock.
I was so wet, and yet our embrace remained utterly silent. Not like the dirty, noisy sex I’d expected. No, he was utterly silent, just the sound of his breathing in my ear. The warmth and the touch of it against my ear and my neck added to the overall stimulation of his fingers, one of which was caressing my full right breast, while his left hand kept its firm friction on my aching clit.
My God, it felt like heaven and I completely abandoned myself to the pleasure.
I could feel the wave coming, knew that my body was building and surging toward an orgasm.
It felt wicked, sinful, to let this boy take my body the way that he had for the second time.
But now, in this bed, covered in the sweat of my own passion, I didn't care.
I only wanted Chad. To drown myself in that sensation of being filled by him
I smiled to myself, suddenly happy beyond words, savoring the moment.
Chapter 22
“Girl, I haven’t seen you glowing like this…ever!” Liz said as she looped her hand through mine.
It was Saturday, and they had just come over to hang with me, until my date later that night. Actually, they were probably as excited as I was. Chad was taking me to a fancy oceanside restaurant reserved only for exclusive members.
The only reason we got in was because his dad was a member of the elites.
“You all set?” Amanda asked and tossed my hair.
“Do I look like I’m ready? I don’t even know what to wear,” I gushed as a fresh wave of anxiety washed over me. “You know, he spent the night last night,” I said and squealed as they joined in.
“And you’re worried the morning after about what to wear to a dinner date with him?” Stacey asked wryly.