by Amber Nicole
“Yeah. It’s been good. I got in yesterday. Not too much to disclose yet. Except it’s hot here. I thought Kansas had hot summers.” I giggle and he chuckles.
“I can imagine,” he says, before getting interrupted.
“Hey is that Cara?” Xavier yells from the background. There’s a tussle and some grunting before I hear him clearer. “Hey college girl. How’s Texas?” I roll my eyes. It’s hard to believe we just recently became friends. “How about you put me on speaker, and I can chat with both of you, so I’m not repeating myself?”
“Smart.” He huffs. “Okay, babe, you’re on speaker.”
“College is good. I have an amazing dorm, and my roommate is a badass. I think I found my first friend.”
“Damn straight. You’re stuck with me girl,” I hear shouted from the other room. “Note to self: These walls are thin.” The guys laugh. Whoops, did I say that aloud?
“That’s great Cara. Have you met your sisters yet?” Connor asks.
I sigh and lean back against the wall. “Not yet. I tried but no one was at the house. Maybe tomorrow.”
“Bummer, babe.” Xavier says then groans. “Why did you just hit me?” He huffs.
“Don’t call her babe.”
I smile and bite my lip. “So what about all of you? Any big plans this week? How’s training going?” I can’t remember what school they’re at, but I know they started football camp this week.
“It’s good. Team seems laidback and cool. It’s different not being the quarterback anymore, but I’m learning,” Connor says, and Xav laughs.
“Turning that six pack to an eight pack every day.”
I can’t help the snort from escaping, and I roll my eyes. Typical guy.
We talk for a bit longer, but the need to pee is too strong, and we’re not at that point in our relationship that I would ever go when on the phone with them.
“Hey guys, it was great catching up, but I have to go. Are you still coming to Texas in a few weeks?” They had mentioned a game out this way, so maybe they’d swing by.
The guys get really quiet, and I check my phone to see if we have been cut off. It says we are still connected.
“Um, guys? Did I lose you?” I ask and then something clicks. Huh? I guess I lost them. Odd. I really have to pee. I jump up from the bed and pause. Crap I have to text that girl. I grab my bag and start to dig, while doing the potty dance. I find the number and toss it on the bed before rushing from the room. I make it to the bathroom just in time. That was close, what a first impression that would be. It’s crazy, but I just met Sassy this morning. Even if it feels like I’ve known her all my life. I finish in the bathroom, then walk back to my door.
“Hey are you ready?” Sassy asks.
“Give me another five. I have to text that girl.” She nods and watches as I run into my room.
I grab the number and my phone, then sit on my chair. I open up a new text thread and quickly type.
Me: Hey this is Carson Matthews. I tried to stop by the house today, but no one was home. Can’t wait to meet y’all.
I send it off and wait, but no reply, so I toss my phone next to me and grab my notebook. Maybe I had the day mixed up. A knock sounds on the door and I smack myself on the forehead. I hop up and move towards the door.
“I’m such a bad new friend,” I say as I open it to a little Sassafras rolling her eyes at me.
“Don’t sweat it girl. How about we order some food and pop a movie in. I’ve been waiting to crack open this bottle of tequila.”
“I’m all in on the food and movie. I’m not much of a drinker though. Unless you have beer. Then I’m your girl.” She scrunches her nose up at that and I laugh. “Yeah I bet y’all are more champagne and top shelf liquor people here, but back home we like to drink cold beer after a hard day's work.” I place my hands on my hips and she scoffs, “Now, missy, don’t be stereotyping just yet.” I roll my eyes and toss a pillow at her collapsing in a fit of laughter.
“Just order the food girl,” I say when I can breathe again. I was looking forward to meeting my sisters, but a night in with Sassy sounds like just what I need.
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I wake up on our living room floor with a random pillow and Sassy’s hand in my face. I smack it away and she groans, before rolling back over and going to sleep. What time is it? I reach for my phone, but it’s not there. Oh that’s right I left it in my room. I sit up and use the arm of the couch to help me get to my feet. Yeah, sleeping on the hard floor is not good for my back or neck. When I make it to my feet, I shuffle into my room and grab my phone. I have two messages.
Unknown: Hi. Sorry about that. We must have got our wires crossed. Brunch is this morning at Eleven a.m. Hope to see you there.
I glance at the clock and freeze. It’s just now ten-thirty a.m. Oh my god. I am so late. I grab my shower caddy and run out the door right to the coed showers and throw my pjs over my head, not caring if someone happens to see a show. Today is the day I finally meet my sisters. I’ve been waiting for this moment since I was eight years old. But why does it have to be brunch? I have never brunched in my life. What am I supposed to wear? I’m going to show up looking a hot mess and late to boot. How did we pass out in the living room? I remember watching some Lifetime flick and that’s it. I guess the past few days caught up with me. I throw my towel over the stall and click the water on, not caring that it hasn’t heated up yet. I rush through washing my body and hair then rinse quickly and hop out of there. I grab my towel, wrap it around my dripping body and swoop down for my discarded clothes on the floor, before rushing back to my room.
“Whoa baby, where is the fire?” a cute guy, catcalls to me, but I don’t have time for this today. I throw the door open and slam it shut.
“What?” Sassy groans before falling off the couch.
“Sorry girl, I’m so late. Talk later.” I run past her and she gives me a glare, rubbing her shoulder. I throw my clothes on the bed and drop my caddy on the desk. I open my closet and cringe. I have no clue what to wear for brunch.
“Sassy I need you,” I cry, and she laughs walking into my room, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. “You wake me up before noon on a Sunday and want me to help you? You gone and lost your mind.” She glances at me and must see the panic on my face because she sighs and wraps an arm around my shoulder. “Okay what's the issue here?”
I turn and give her a big hug and she groans. “Girl, I think we are going to be the bestest of friends, but you need to stop hugging me half naked.” I burst out in chuckles and my cheeks heat. Yeah that's probably a smart idea. “Help me brunch please,” I beg, waving my hand at my closet.
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I show up five minutes late, but at least I look presentable. The girls said to dress for brunch so I’m wearing my favorite pastel summer dress with a cute flower pattern and wedges. I even managed to put my hair in a half bun and curl the rest, thanks to my amazing roommate. I so owe her.
I went light on the makeup and grabbed my mother’s shawl at the last moment as well. I wanted her to be here with me on this day, she was so excited about it. I ring the bell and wait a few moments before ringing it again. I look up to the sky and whisper, “miss you, Mama.” I step to ring the bell once more when a voice snaps from inside. “Good Lord, I’m coming already. Keep your panties on.”
The door is thrown open and a snooty redhead is giving me an evil eye, while looking me up and down in disgust. “Can I help you?” she snaps. I step back a little nervous from such hatred shining in those green eyes and nod.
“Hi, I’m Carson Matthews.”
“I know who you are,” she snaps once more. Wow I should nickname her Snappy. “You’re late. And what the hell are you wearing? This is a Kippa/Hawthorne party not tea with the queen!” She scoffs then walks away. I hesitantly follow and close the door behind me before having to jog so I don't lose her. Wow, this house is beautiful. I’ll have to take a moment later and actually take it in. I pass a huge kitchen with white cabinets
, and white marble. What’s with all the white?
“Are you coming?” she snaps, and I nod, moving my feet once more.
The patio is full of girls half dressed in bikinis laughing and joking.
“What is she wearing?” I hear from beside me. A pretty girl gives me a once over and cackles. “Why does she look like she’s going to church?” another girl says, trying to whisper, but must be a little tipsy. I look down at my dress and sigh. Haha they got me. I gently remove my shawl and place it in my purse. Then I pull out my phone and find Sassy’s number.
Me: I need you. Can you bring me a bikini and a pair of jean shorts to the Kippa house.
Sassafras: Sure thing girl, but that’s an odd ensemble for brunch. I thought you looked perfect.
I take my hair out and messy braid it, rolling my eyes as I walk over to the patio table where an older girl is sitting, drinking a mimosa. She must be our chapter president. I move closer and extend my hand. “Hi. Carson Matthews. Thank you so much for having me here today.”
She looks up at me over her designer sunglasses and winces, taking in my ensemble. I keep my hand extended for a few seconds longer, but she shows no desire to shake it so I slowly lower it. “I’m sorry I’m late. I received Penny’s message late this morning. I’m usually quite prompt,” I babble starting to feel nervous that she hasn’t said anything to me. She looks at me a moment longer than sighs. “We have a lot of work to do with you.” I go to question such a rude statement but she continues, “So you're the one. The legacy?" I nod and adjust my braid that is hanging over one shoulder.
“Yes. My mother was a Kippa back in the nineties. Are you Penny?” I ask. She winces, but then her snarl turns into a wide beaming grin that's faker than her spray tan. I shiver at the crocodile smile. I would have preferred she stuck to her snarling.
“Oh this is just perfect,” she says with a clap, drawing the attention of the other girls. “Tonight is the Kippa/Hawthorne mixer, and we need someone to serve the drinks and whatever else is needed. You’ll be just perfect for the job.” Before I can retort she stands from the table and has my upper arm in a vice grip digging her fake nails in. Oww. I hold back my wince. I can already tell this girl gets off on fear and control. "Now come, Courtney. I have the perfect outfit for you." I sigh quietly as she drags me through the house and to a basement door. I guess I'm Courtney?
"Carson. My name is Carson, but my friends call me Cara." She stops and glares. "Right, well I prefer Courtney. Carson is too country.” I freeze where I am and she gives me a little tug, huffing when I don’t let her pull me. “I’m sorry Penny, but my Mama named me Carson, and that’s what I would like to be called, honestly the way you have treated me I’m not even going to give you the option to call me Cara, because at this rate, I don’t see us ever being friends.” I spin to leave, but she stops me, clapping and saying, “You passed the test. We were worried you wouldn’t fit in here, being such an innocent little freshman, but you have courage and fight. Good for you girl, you’re going to need it, once the wolves get a hold of you.” I shiver at that mental picture and shake my head.
“Now come. We don’t have much time.”
I reluctantly follow her down the cellar steps and gasp. What in the heck is this? There looks to be an altar and rows of seating as for a church, but the altar is a giant K with those BDSM straps hanging from the top and bottom. There’s a giant paddle hanging on the wall along with some whipping tools. I shiver and turn to leave, but she just giggles. “Don’t worry, this is for our Angels and Sinners party. No one ever uses the tools. It’s all for decoration.” She walks over to a cabinet and pulls out some leather, maid’s costume and chucks it to me. “Now your first order as pledge is to put that on and serve us. You’re not to talk to anyone. You are solely the drink bitch. Understood?” she snaps when I just stand and gape at her. I reluctantly take the leather scraps trying to hold back my fear. She spins to leave, “Oh and welcome, Courtney. This year is going to be a blast.” I give her a hesitant nod. But that statement couldn’t be any further from the truth. What did you get me into, Mama?
Twelve
Jase
“Penny just texted. Don’t forget we have that party tonight. She reminded me to make sure we wear our devil masks,” Layton says, leaning over top of me on the bed and running his fingers down my naked chest. I glance up at him and raise my eyebrows. He gives me a little smirk, before running his hand lower and gripping my hardening dick through my shorts.
I groan. “Babe, keep that up and we won’t be going to a party.”
He chuckles, then removes his hand and straddles my upper half, and leans down to press his lips hard on mine.
I move my hand up to his hair and grip it tight, not letting him pull away from my mouth. He groans and shifts his hips. I yank his head back and grab his hips, pushing him farther down.
“I thought you said we didn’t have time,” he pants out. I reach for my phone beside me, and glance at the time, shrugging. “We are the kings, they can wait for us.” I turn Spotify on and connect it to the surround sound in my room. East can be such a little bitch sometimes, if he hears what goes on behind these doors. Lay gazes down at me and smirks, before shuffling down my body, taking my shorts with him.
He gives me one slow lick, before moving back to my mouth, pressing his full weight on top of me. I grip his ass and rub his abs along my hard cock. The friction from his shirt makes me moan into his mouth. “You like that, baby?” he growls in my ear after pulling away from my lips. I give him a nod and focus on the sensation. A loud bang hits my door and I jump, Lay groans and rolls off my chest, next to me on the bed. We don’t bother getting the door, since we know who it is. I swear my brother is such a cockblock at times. “Yeah I know. Be out in ten,” I shout over the music. I glance over at Layton and he has his hard cock in his hand, slowly pumping it while staring at my naked body. I lean over and kiss him hard. Teasing him the way he just did to me. I pull back and jump from the bed, before walking to my bathroom. Cold shower it is. I glance over my shoulder and ask, “Are you coming.” It doesn’t take him long to join me and we turn a cool shower into a steamy one in no time.
We arrive at the Kippa house twenty minutes late and I instantly regret it. Not only is Penny giving me the evil eye, but I’m still fired up from all the teasing. Right when I was on the edge East slammed into the bathroom and yelled at us. I know he doesn’t want to upset Queen fucking Penelope but he couldn’t have waited ten more seconds?
I look around for Carson and spot her almost immediately. She's wearing a leather scrap and passing out drinks. Holy fuck does she look sinful and edible all in one. I lean towards Lay and groan, biting his earlobe. He glances over to the corner and moans. “What is she wearing? She looks like a leather present that I want to unwrap with my teeth.” I chuckle and grab his hand, pulling him towards the ceremony room. No one is allowed in here, so I know we will have privacy. I push him against the far wall, the cover of darkness shadowing our bodies, in case someone was to walk in here. I grip the back of his head, before smashing my mouth on his.
He has me all hot and bothered from teasing me before we left. Plus now seeing Carson practically naked, I’m about to explode. His body instantly relaxes and I run my hand over his leather pants. He has a zipper over the crotch, so it’s easy for me to free his hard cock. I give him a few tugs, before releasing his lips. “Don’t make a sound, or I will stop,” I tell him softly before lowering to my knees. I rip the mask from my head and hand it to him. He groans the moment my mouth opens and I suck the tip of his dick. I laugh, and the vibrations have him grabbing my hair tight, making me moan. I stop what I’m doing and sit back on my heels. “That is not quiet, babe,” I scold softly, still pumping him slowly. His hips thrust into my hand, and his fingers tighten in my hair, making me wince.
“Don’t be a cocktease,” he growls out and I shiver. I love when his alpha comes out. I lean closer and bite his pelvis, giving small nips, until reaching his
dripping cock again. I lick from the base to the tip, and give him a gentle suck. His body trembles, and I know there will be teeth indents in his lower lip from biting it so hard. He’s always been vocal in the bedroom and I love it, but in a house full of sorority bitches, and fraternity assholes, I don’t need the drama of being caught with my best friend's dick in my mouth. We’ve never hidden our relationship, but being on the football team causes some controversy. A moan reaches my ear from the other side of the room and I pause, listening to the soft, breathy sounds. I guess someone else had the same idea. I bring my hand to my mouth and let the saliva drip down, making him slick. My mouth follows my hand down to the base, starting at a slow pace, before gradually speeding up. His grip in my hair lessons and he helps to guide my head to take him deeper. I quietly moan, causing my throat to grip him tighter, and he thrusts hard into my mouth. I know he’s close, and I’m going to make him work for that orgasm. I pull off and ignore his whimper, getting up off the floor and spinning him so his chest faces the wall. The other side of the room is now silent, so they must have left from the kitchen exit. I lean over top and rub my hard dick against his ass. “Tell me what you want, babe,” I say into his ear in a growl that makes him shake and stick his ass out farther. “Yoooou,” he replies, becoming needy, the way I like him. I unzip my pants and take out my angry dick.
Heels clack on the floor, pulling me away from a panting, boneless Layton. You have got to be fucking kidding me. They stop a few feet away from our hidden spot.
“I know you deviants are in here. Get your asses out here now, or a certain daddy will be getting an interesting text,” Penelope snaps. God, I really fucking hate her. We should have buried her that night. I give Lay a small kiss under his ear, then back away, letting him fix his pants. His hands are shaking, and I know it’s not just the adrenaline, he’s pissed too. Blue balls are not fun. I zip my jeans and put my mask back on, waiting for her to say more.