Page 5 of Scrimmage

I gulp down air. “Hey.”

“Where the hell did you go?” Cole walks over to the tree line thirty feet away from us with his back to where we are in the woods.

“Uh, there was a fight.” I manage to say calmly as Golden Boy slips a finger inside of me.

Cole chuckles. “Uh, yeah. There was. You must have run fast. Usually you’re the first one to jump in. So where are you? Pen said you’re supposed to go home with me. We need to leave now if we want to get back to campus by the morning.”

Golden Boy’s movements stop, and he gives me an angry questioning look. With one shake of the head I know I will not be leaving right now.

“I have no way home,” I whisper angrily at him.

Cole scratches his head and faces the woods. It’s dark, really really dark. I pray he can’t see us. “What was that?”

“I’ll take you,” Golden Boy says simply.

“No.”

“Oh, okay,” Cole says with disappointment.

“Um, I meant that I…I…I…” Golden Boy sticks another digit inside of me and pushes in to his knuckle, wiggling his fingers and making my eyes roll into the back of my head.

“Are you sure? You’re being weird,” Cole says.

Golden Boy's fingers slide out, and he shoves them into my mouth. “Suck,” he commands.

I bite down, and he sucks in a breath before shoving them down my throat. I retch, choking.

“Oh shit, Ash, are you sick? I’ve held your hair before." He stops two girls walking by. “Have you seen a girl with bright teal hair puking?” They shake their heads no.

“No. No, I’m not.” I huff a laugh. “I’m fine. I just am…the…I’m going to…I can’t find Penny. Can you?”

Meanwhile, Golden Boy has pulled his dick out and is coating it in my juices. He shoves himself in without warning, and I moan so loud that he squeezes my neck until I can’t breathe.

There’s a sick challenge in his coal eyes. “Shh. Wouldn’t want your boyfriend to hear you.”

“Yo.” Cole puts his hand up to his eyes like a visor. “I think there are some people fucking in the woods right here.”

“I ha-have to go,” I choke out.

“Uh, yeah. Alright. I’ll find her and wait at the car.”

I don’t even say goodbye. I press the end call and drop the phone to the ground. My head is thrust back, my hair catching in the bark. This will be a fucking mess later. My back is going to be torn to shreds, but right now it feels so fucking good. Golden Boy takes my pierced nipple into his mouth, and the jewelry clacks against his teeth when he bites. I hold my hand over my mouth trying to stifle my pained moans.

There’s a popping sound when he releases it, and he viciously sucks the side of my breast. He repeats it over and over trailing up my chest to my neck, leaving behind proof that he was there. The way he sucks and nibbles at my skin feels so fucking good.

“You’re such a slut, cheating on your boyfriend. Looks like a vanilla bitch if I’ve ever met one.”

“What do you fucking care?” I stammer. I could never date Cole. Ever. This guy is right. Cole has always had the aura of a guy who is too vanilla for his own good. That's why I've never slept with him.

Golden Boy's hungry gaze locks onto me like I'm a trapped deer. “Do you soak his dick the same way you’re soaking mine? Does he know how you like it?” He clasps his hand around my throat again. “With the way you feel around me, I doubt it. No wonder you didn't tell me no.”

I feel the throb in my pussy. My heart beats in my brain, and my face is hot from the lack of oxygen. My thoughts are silent. The only thing I’m thinking about is coming. I want it so fucking bad that if Golden Boy told me to beg, I would grovel. I would do anything. He lets go, humid air rushing into my lungs. I was only seconds away from coming, and he knew that. He pulls out and pushes back in at a mild tempo, as if this is secondary to whatever he's actually doing.

He pushes in to the hilt, and I shake. “Well? Does he?”

“Do you really want to talk about him?”

He doesn’t answer, just slams into me. The smacking sound is disgusting, and it feels so fucking good. Sweat drips down his face. He bites into the crease where my neck meets my shoulder. The orgasm slams into me violently. He presses his palm over my mouth with bright wicked eyes.

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