Page 9 of SummerTime Madness
Chase.
His shirt tucked beneath his chin, his abs on display as he licks his lips, fucking his hand. I should stop him–but I’ve seen that cock.
Felt it.
Why pretend now?
“Chase,” I breathe, feeling my dick harden between my legs, and hating the need that is easily conveyed in my tone. Thankfully, Chase understands, and within a moment, he’s in front of me on his knees, releasing my cock as I record our girl.
“I think you’re right,” I say as I take the last pull of my cigarette and chuck it on the ground.
He raises a brow. “And that is?”
“We can have her,” I say before fisting his brown locks, and thrusting into his mouth, both of us moaning. Barely containing the phone in my hand, I look down at Chase who looks up at me for approval. Who would have thought we would have ended up this way.
Closing my eyes, I let thefeeling of his warm wet mouth pull me under, the pleasure drags me back to where it all started.
That summer night.
Our parents were already asleep in the cabin, and we snuck out to go skinny dipping in the lake. She asked us to play Truth or Dare. After a few rounds, I was inside her–her first–and Chase was thrusting into her mouth. But before that reward, we had to show her we were her good boys. Manipulating bitch had us fuck each others mouths before we were allowed to touch her and that became our greatest secret.
“Buy.”I thrust harder into his throat, feeling it contract around the head of my dick as his hand moves faster.“The tickets,” I grit out as I spill down my best friend’s throat. I hold him there for a second before he chokes, coughing up spit and cum before falling backwards, knocking over a vase.
“Fuck.”Chase mutters quickly pulling away.
The noise startles them both. We tuck our dicks back in and leave. I already got what I need, using a page from her own playbook. I have the recorded evidence to make her my bitch, just like she did to us all those years ago. And now,she gets to feel what she made us become. But first, I plan to have some fun with her.
But it all ends with this.
Cordelia wouldn’t like Daddy Dearest seeing her on her knees for a man who her father helped in a time of need.
I smile.
Ohh, my little snake, how much fun we will have.
How much will I enjoy exposing your parasitic ways?
I run behind Chase, and he turns around, smiling, right before we reach the top of the hill that leads to the university parking lot.
“We are really doing this?”
“Yeah, we got the video.”
Which reminds me I should double-check. So, I pull out my phone, open up the camera app and find the video.
“I got it.”
“Good, so I’ll buy the tickets.” He points a yellow polished finger at my chest. “But you get Queen B to the island.”
I smirk at the thought.
“I will, right after I make sure she tells Professor Johnson she wants out of the internship.”
Chase pulls his long hair up into a man bun, “You think she will take the loss? It’s not like Cordy to just bend over and take it.”
“She won’t have a choice. I’ll program to play it all over the school if I have to.” I move forward, my repressed anger surfacing. “I stopped thinking with my dick a long time ago.”
But that was a lie.
