by Mari Kyle
Scott’s brow furrowed. “Of my dick?”
Kelly giggled. “No. I thought you were thinking about Rebecca because of what we saw…and I didn’t want to stand in your way—” She cut herself off when his large hands cradled her face suddenly.
“I’m not into Rebecca, Kelly. Don’t get me wrong, she’s beautiful, but you can’t be that naive…” He trailed off, letting his fingertips skim down her chest and then her stomach before his fist enclosed the belt at her waist. She shuddered quietly as warmth built in her panties and she felt herself getting wet. “When do I even talk to Rebecca?”
Kelly placed her palm on his chest and heard his breath catch. “I just wasn’t sure because you were staring at her and—”
“My hard-on was for you, Lee,” he whispered with a soft smile. Scott pulled her toward him and the fabric loosened around her as his lips touched hers. Kelly immediately lost herself in the whirlwind of the kiss, clutching his hair, relishing the softness of his lips. It was a sweet kiss but it sparked a bundle of nerves in her pelvis. “I’ve wanted to do this since I met you,” he said in between breaths.
“I’m glad you did now,” she whispered back.
“Well I want to ask you something and don’t know if I should. We haven’t really talked about things between us and we really just started talking again in general.”
“Uh oh,” Kelly said, fingers still trapped in his hair.
“It’s definitely an ‘uh oh’ question.”
“You’re going to ask me to help you move a body or pretend to be your alibi or something, aren’t you?” she joked. “Shit, what have you been up to?”
But he didn’t laugh; he only leaned closer, as if he was going to kiss her again. “What that guy was doing to Rebecca…has a guy ever done that to you?” A wash of heat brushed her face in the silence and Scott cringed, his own face reddening. “Fuck, sorry, I shouldn’t have asked. Are we moving too fast?”
“No it’s okay. My ex did. He would do it all the time.”
“Was he good at it?”
She shrugged. “I always came but he’s the only person who’s ever gone down on me so I really have nothing else to compare it to.”
“But you like it?”
Kelly nodded. “Yes…a lot.”
“Would you want me to do it?”
“Yes.”
“’Cause I really want to eat you out, Lee. I’ve been thinking about it since I saw Rebecca and wishing it was you and me. I’ve wanted you so badly the past few nights, I’m jerking off in the shower.”
“You too?” she said, laughing in surprise. A flash of lust hit his eyes in response and within a breath, his tongue was probing her mouth again as they stumbled backward, until she landed on his desk with neither one of them casting a glance at his belongings crashing to the carpet. The flaps of her robe fell open as she curled her legs around his waist, locking his body against hers. He pressed his erection against her pussy and she moaned in return from the pressure to her clit. Leaving her mouth, his lips drifted to her neck and she whimpered when he pushed her bra up to her collarbone. He swirled around one of her nipples with his tongue then sucked it into his mouth as he kneaded the other breast.
“Please touch me Scott,” she whispered. “Touch my clit. I wanna come.”
“Are you wet?” he asked.
“Yes…” Lying back on the desk, she gripped a fistful of his hair. “Please…” Her entire body jerked with anticipation as he pulled her panties down her legs. He opened her thighs and pushed two of his fingers into her pussy, flicking her clit with his thumb. “Scott,” she cried out, reaching above her head to clutch the edge of the desk.
“Damn you’re tight, Lee. I want to fuck this tight, wet little pussy of yours,” he said as he drove his fingers into her harder.
No guy had ever spoken to her like that and it turned her on so much she almost gave in to her building climax right then. He pressed his tongue against her inner thigh, working his lips upward, and the yearning had her muscles twitching. She whimpered at the first rolls of his tongue on her clit as his fingers curled inside her to match the rhythm of his mouth.
“I’m coming,” Kelly said before biting down on her lip as her eyelids fluttered. Her back rounded off the desk and Scott pressed her body down to the wood with a hand to her collarbone. “Scott…”
“I want to hear you come. Come hard for me baby,” he said and Kelly let go without restraining herself at all, writhing and saying his name until her body was spent. When she caught her breath, she shifted up to her elbows and smiled at him, still wanting his touch as she spied the solid bulge pushing against the front of his slacks.
“Whoa…we made a mess,” she said. She looked around at the scattered things on the floor and then sat all the way up.
“You made a mess,” he said with a glance between her legs and she blushed. He brushed his finger over his lip before dipping it into his mouth. “That was hot and you taste exactly how I imagined.” Scott lowered his lips to her neck and trailed kisses from her ear to her shoulder. “So you fingered yourself to me in the shower, huh? What did you think about while you were doing that?”
“Everything we just did.” Kelly unbuttoned his shirt and uncovered his carved, ripped chest beneath. It was just as she had pictured and she drew her lips across the smooth width of it while she unzipped his pants. Scott tugged her hair a little as he groaned and her eyes widened when his slacks dropped to the floor. Even through his boxers, she could tell he really was huge. She licked her lips as she imagined what it would be like to have it in her mouth. She loved giving head.
Scott pulled his cock out and stroked it himself as he kissed her and she was surprised by how much tasting herself on his lips turned her on. “What else do you want to do?” he whispered and he put his fingers back into her pussy.
“I want you to fuck me. Right here,” she said, trembling as she spoke, but it felt good to say. She could be a dirty talker too. “I want you to bend me over and fuck me.”
Scott walked to the door and locked it before he went to his bedside drawer to retrieve a condom. When he returned to her, he flipped her around and leaned her over the desk, unlatching her bra and plunging his fingers into her from behind. Being unable to see what he was doing spiked her arousal so much she was squirming and her legs were shaking as he separated them. Soon Scott’s tongue was lashing her clit again and she bucked against the desk so much he had to hold her in place.
“Fuck…Scott,” she cried out, barely able to speak the words as orgasm after orgasm shredded through her until she was clawing at his desk. Without allowing for a break, he thrust into her with a slow, teasing push even though she was wet and she whimpered the entire way as his cock filled her. She almost thought she wouldn’t be able to take it but bursts of pleasure were soon erupting all over her skin.
“Damn, Lee, you’re so fucking tight,” he said. He ran his hands up her back and she clenched around him as he pumped into her a few times. “I’m gonna make this tight little pussy of yours feel so good. You want me to do that?”
“Yes. Fuck me hard, Scott,” Kelly said, reaching down between her legs to caress her pulsating clit. Gripping her shoulders, he drove into her until she could only hear the slam of their bodies colliding and the rumble of the desk beneath her. She cried out in ecstasy as he tweaked one of her nipples and he grunted with each forceful pound against her ass as his fingers sank into her skin.
“Oh, shit…I’m gonna come…” he said, and with a few more rapid thrusts, he climaxed before collapsing on top of her with heavy breaths against her ear.
“Well this certainly makes up for days of not talking,” she teased.
“I agree. We should not talk again if this is how we’re going to reconcile,” he said as he planted kisses down her spine. “I really did miss you. With school starting next week, it would’ve sucked to not have you to talk to or walk to class with, you know.” Scott raised himself off her.
“Yeah�
�I let my own weird thoughts get in the way when I should’ve just talked to you because you’re my friend.” Kelly didn’t know where things were going between them but it wasn’t worth making herself crazy over imaginary discord when she could simply enjoy their growing connection. “So you really want to try to do some of the list tonight?”
“Among other things,” Scott said with a sly smile as he handed her clothing to her and watched her get dressed, arousal peaking in his eyes once more.
“I should probably tell Becks that I’m not going to the formal.” With most of the freshmen gone, they would have nearly the entire first floor to themselves and she longed for an instant repeat fuck. After doing all the work herself for so long, she wanted him inside her until she was walking funny.
Squeezing her waist, he smiled in delight and said, “Yeah…if I were you, I wouldn’t make any other plans outside of this room tonight.”
Chapter Two
Junior Year
Scott
“Scott! Look out!” He ducked just in time for the Frisbee to go whizzing by and his friend Daniel scowled at him, shaking his head. Even without saying a word, Scott knew why he’d gotten that reaction. Daniel had caught him looking over at Kelly and her boyfriend Patrick sitting at one of the tables that hugged the edge of Gabel’s Tenley field.
The sight of the two of them twisted his heart and sent a blade of jealousy and regret burning through his stomach. She was still the most beautiful girl at Gabel to him and he couldn’t believe that nearly a year had gone by since they had spoken beyond civil greetings in passing. It had gotten too hard to interact with her after Patrick stepped in, slowly solidifying his place in her life after they had worked on a class project together. So Scott had gradually distanced himself—not visiting her room as much, spending more time with his intramural soccer team friends. By the start of this year, she had become someone he just waved to from across the quad. Scott knew he should’ve fought for her back then but she looked so happy with Patrick. Scott and Kelly had never really moved past their friends-with benefits stage. But he had fallen for her and had let fear get in the way of expressing himself right away, just like during freshman year. Patrick had used the opportunity to take the initiative and Scott had to hand it to the guy—he was smooth and he seemed loyal to her. They rarely went anywhere without each other and they were always holding hands and laughing, like now. Kelly was leaning across the table in amused hysterics with Patrick’s hand clutching hers. Scott missed the sound of her laughter and it was nice to have the wind blow it in his direction.
“Why do you even bother, dude?” Daniel asked as he jogged up alongside him to retrieve the Frisbee. “I thought that was over and done with a long time ago.”
“Just looking. Hard not to.”
“No you’re not just looking. You need to do something about it,” Daniel urged but Scott ignored him and instead waved to the approaching women—Samantha, whom he slept with casually from time to time, and her friends, including Kelly’s old roommate Rebecca—as they traipsed across the grass. They were all in the Kappa Omega Delta sorority. He had met Samantha at one of their parties last year after his friends had dragged him out once they grew tired of him moping in the aftermath of giving Kelly up.
“Hey…Frisbee’s not looking so ultimate right now. Want to walk me to class?” Samantha offered. She was a beautiful woman with long brown hair, bright brown eyes and a curvy frame. She was also smart and funny and their casual relationship was possibly on the verge of becoming something more. He, however, didn’t feel as strong a connection to her as he did with Kelly and often when he was by himself, he jerked off to his memories of fucking Kelly instead. Sometimes he even fantasized about Kelly while he was sleeping with other women. He had dated quite a bit since her and even indulged in some one-night stands. He always found himself comparing every situation to Kelly, like his time with her was some yardstick of how things were supposed to be.
“Definitely. Just gotta grab my stuff.” He gestured at the tree where his and Daniel’s backpacks were before he walked toward it.
“Scenery’s nice from here, huh?” Rebecca asked, nudging him in the side when she walked over. She ticked her chin over at Patrick and Kelly, who were leaving the area. The scorch of jealousy returned and lapped his insides when Patrick’s hand settled on her ass before they disappeared into the Gabel crowd.
“Hey, Becks. It is.” He laughed as he hugged her. “And before you ask, we’ve got all the drinks covered for tonight. Daniel and I will be there at eight sharp to handle bartending duties.” The sorority was having a private party for one of their members’ birthdays at a house in the surrounding neighborhood.
“Good. She’s coming, you know,” Rebecca whispered.
“So?” he said, but his heart jumped.
“Alone. Patrick’s friends from home are here for a guys’ weekend or something. I ran into her a few days ago and emotionally blackmailed her into coming since she is too wrapped up in him to even look my ways these days. Might be a good chance for the two of you to finally talk.”
Kelly and Rebecca were still friends but much like him and Kelly, they had drifted apart when Kelly and Patrick had gotten together. In fact, Scott and Rebecca were better friends than either of them was with her now.
But he couldn’t help feeling excited at the prospect of chatting with Kelly tonight, even for a few minutes. Still, though, he shook his head. “Sam and I have a good thing, even though it’s not serious, and I really care about her.” That was true.
“I’m not saying you don’t but wouldn’t it be just as bad to let her risk giving her heart to you when you know yours is already with someone else?”
* * * * *
Rebecca’s words were still in his head when he and Daniel arrived at the party house several hours later to set up the makeshift bar area. He’d had a chat with Samantha about cooling things off for a bit and he was glad when she agreed. She was taking on more responsibilities in her sorority and he wasn’t really into the fraternity life on campus so the “breakup” turned out to be mutual. Now Daniel was rattling off a list of people he had invited but Scott couldn’t concentrate on anything beyond Kelly’s impending arrival. It was crazy how much just the thought of her was getting under his skin and the anticipation had left him rock-hard the entire day.
“Right?” Daniel asked. “That’s what I should do about the situation, right?”
“Uh…sure…definitely,” Scott replied as he dumped another bag of ice into a cooler full of beers.
“Okay, great. Tomorrow I’ll dye my hair orange and shave star shapes into it,” Daniel said, laughing as he playfully punched Scott in the arm. “I was testing to see if you were listening. So what are you going to do about Kelly tonight?”
Scott shrugged. “Just talk to an old friend. Nothing more.”
“You don’t have a plan? You almost lost her freshman year, right? You let Patrick get with her. What if tonight is the night you can do something about going after what you really want?”
“Not worth screwing with her relationship, Dan.”
“Dude, this is Patrick Emory. As great as she is, we both know Kelly is just a ‘for now’ interest with him. This is what he does. We lived on the same hall freshman year…fucked maybe a third of the girls in our dorm by summer break.”
“He and Kelly have been together since last year and some guys will change for a really great girl, dude. Kelly is amazing enough for Patrick to want to be a better man.” Scott didn’t have the energy to argue anymore so he was thankful when the music finally cranked on and Daniel didn’t pursue the conversation further. This was the most popular sorority at Gabel so the crowd was shoulder to shoulder within an hour of the doors opening. The line of people waiting for drinks occupied him enough that he could fight his impulse to keep staring toward the entryway every time people came in, hoping it was Kelly, but it didn’t stop the anxious thoughts. I bet she won’t even show up. I wonder what she’ll wea
r if she does. She’ll look beautiful regardless. But what if she doesn’t even want to talk to me?
By the time she actually arrived, the anxiety was so heavy in his stomach, he was downing just as many drinks as he was pouring. As soon as Kelly stepped inside, Rebecca marched her over to the bar. His breath caught at the sight of her and she smiled wide and kind when their eyes met. She was wearing the tiniest strapless black dress he had ever seen and it was wrapped around her curves in a way that set his bones ablaze. His cock rammed the inside of his jeans. He was still getting hard just for her even though he had tried to satisfy the urge earlier. His intense desire to see her had strengthened so much after talking to Rebecca, he had jerked off twice before the party, fisting his cock to old fantasies of her mouth tight around his flesh, sucking him until he filled her throat.
Kelly’s gaze coasted over him too and while she didn’t look wholly uncomfortable in his presence, she wasn’t relaxed either. “Two beers please,” Rebecca said, aiming a devilish smile at Scott.
“Uh…sure thing,” he mumbled as he fumbled with the keg pump. “Here ya go,” he said but Rebecca took hold of both cups.
“Hey, Danny, take a break,” she said, handing him one of them. “Kelly can take over.”
“Sure thing, boss,” Daniel said.
Kelly went pale. “Becks! I didn’t come here to work!” she exclaimed.
“You owe me!”
“You said we were going to catch up, you bitch!” Kelly said, laughing, but her expression betrayed her nervousness.
“It’s a party…I’ll be drinking quite a bit so you’ll see me throughout the evening,” Rebecca replied with a wink before she slipped into the crowd with Danny.
“Hey, Scott,” Kelly said as she moved to his side behind the bar. She raked her fingers through her hair and scooped it up into a ponytail, exposing her bare shoulders. Pretending to need something on her end, he leaned over and took a quick sniff in her direction. He had always loved her natural scent and he wished he could whip his tongue over that shoulder like he used to—all over her skin actually. She reached across him for a bottle of vodka and her arm grazed his stomach, sending jolts all through his body.