Page 49 of Hold On

“Again!” she cries. I buck into her harder. She moans deeply, her head hitting the wall behind her as her eyes close.

“Look at me when I’m fucking you, then,” I demand in response. Her emerald eyes are on me in seconds, her bottom lip sucked in between her teeth. “That’s right. Watch your pretty cunt as you take my dick, Lina Girl,” I command. I hike her leg a little higher, both of us looking towards her pussy. I push into her body, allowing her less room to stretch outward. She’s caged in, at my mercy. I slap into her, her pussy soaking my cock with slick love. “Who’s my pretty, little fuck doll?” I ask her.

“Me, Bash!” she responds immediately. I lick her cheek possessively.

“That’s right. Open your fucking mouth.” She does. I spit onto her awaiting tongue, her eyes widening as she swallows my saliva.

“Bash!” she purrs in appreciation. I smirk before I kiss her deeply. Her fingers grip my long hair, pulling my face to the side as she forces my mouth open by the jaw and then spits onto my own tongue.

“Who’s the fuck doll, now?” she whispers sexily. I slam my hand to the wall to help me pull out of her faster. I have to do so quickly to avoid busting inside of her cunt. She fucking got me with that one. The wall takes my cum as Alina catches her breath, watching me finish as she grins, proud of herself.

“You never do what I think you’ll do,” I finally get out. She smiles bigger, starting to readjust her clothing as I do the same, buckling my belt again.

“Are you staying with me tonight?” Her cheeks redden and she looks away. She still gets embarrassed that she wants to be with me twenty-four, seven.

“Actually, baby. My mom asked me to come home for the evening to eat dinner. I hope that’s ok,” I say quietly. Her face drops, though she does her best to recover.

“Bash, that’s great! I know things have been tense with them recently.” She doesn’t know they kicked me out months ago and haven’t allowed me home yet. Not even to the shed in the backyard. She just thinks we’re bickering, and I’d rather be with her than them. Which, again, isn’t untrue. It’s just not thecompletetruth. I don’t want her feeling responsible for me.

My parents should be doing that; taking care of me. Giving me a place to sleep.Fuckme, I don’t want Alina’s charity. So, I’m taking it without her knowing and framing it slightly differently in my own mind to keep from hating myself. It doesn’t change my feelings for her or my complete obsession with her. I fucking love this girl. “Can I call you later tonight?” I whisper, trying to hide my burning shame as she nods the shit out of her head.

“I’ll cut your balls off if you don’t,” she half-teases. I cringe as she laughs evilly.

“Even joking, it hurts, Lina Girl,” I whine as she bites at my neck, her hips bucking into mine. I close my eyes, savoring her touch.

“I don’t want to leave you,” she complains. I nod my head, feeling the exact same way. I need her mouth on mine like I need air to breathe. It pains me to think I’ll be going to my actual home tonight, not Alina’s.

“Wanna Skype later and fuck so I can see your pretty pussy?” I ask her. She moans adorably, causing a make out session to instantly occur, our bodies slamming back into the wall behind us.

“Baby, I want to fuck you forever,” she gushes as she sucks on my bottom lip. I nuzzle my forehead against hers. “Will you stroke your dick for me the way that I like it?” I groan, feeling myself beginning to get hard again at her request. She loves itwhen I pump myself full force, making that slapping noise. She always comes so fast when we rub them out for each other. It’s just usually in person. She’ll pull her pussy apart for me and finger herself the same way, making it loud and sloppy. I see stars every time.

“You know I fucking will, baby,” I promise as she whimpers, pulling me close again.

“Don’t go,” she begs softly. I hold her to me as she cries a little bit. We really haven’t been apart since her birthday and I’m anxious too. “I’m sorry, I know I’m being so stupid,” she says as she wipes her eyes.

“Being loved by you is never stupid, Alina Timber,” I assure her as I kiss her cheeks. She won’t look at me. “Who’s my pretty fuck doll?” I ask, hoping she’ll smile for me. She does so, but it’s lacking the passion from earlier.

“Me,” she says without enthusiasm, pushing me away as she gathers her backpack, the bell ringing to signal the end of the class we skipped. “Do I get to drive you home?” she asks, her eyes finally meeting mine.

“How else will I get my after-school fuck?” I ask her quietly. She leans back into me, letting me grab her in my arms.

“If you’re fucking lucky, Cox.”

She pushes me away, swishing her hips as she walks out of the gym, mad at me.

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Alina:

I couldn’t get out of class to crash detention to be with Bash. My teachers are starting to catch on. It’s getting harder to get in trouble and as much as I don’t want to give them credit, they’re not stupid. They’ve been seeing me around the school with himand know something’s up with us. I might be sporting a ton of hickeys in various colors too.

I pass by Claire Daniels, who glares at me. She’s been extra bitchy since she found out me and Bash are together. She makes sure to do it all when he’s not around, though he knows she’s a cunt and isn’t a fan of her. I smirk at her and continue towards my car, knowing Bash is already there waiting for me. His long hair blows in the wind as his face cracks into a smile.

I can’t fucking help it. As soon as I see him, I’m sprinting. I need to be in his fucking arms, to be completely his.

He picks me up and twirls me, resting me against my car, digging his boner into my hips. “Lina Girl,” he says softly in my ear as I practically faint. We rest our foreheads together, quietly gazing at each other for a few minutes. Nothing and no one exists outside of us.

“Are you sure you have to go home?” I ask him quietly, not wanting to let him go. Not wanting to end our day already. I need him so fucking badly, it hurts.

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