Page 13 of Bad Girl's Club

Either way, I had plans with Chloe and my parents tonight, so it all depended on how that went. I didn’t know how the dinner date was going to go tonight, but I sincerely hoped it wouldn’t be a nightmare like the night before.

The first days of class were okay. We started on a Monday, and it was already Wednesday. I had a big project due in my history class, and my Psychology class had a lot of pages to read, which I was already ahead of a few weeks, so I had no issues with that. My Algebra class had a test coming up on Friday and Chemistry had a lab project that I was supposed to do with my partner, who I had no clue who they were because they didn’t show up the first week. Hooray. I decided to dive into my books and get most of my homework done. I wasn’t going to fall behind no matter what.

Determination. I was determined. I honestly had no choice. I had to maintain my scholarship and I had to make sure I didn’t let my parents look bad. I looked over at my sticky note: Chemistry Lab @ 3:00 PM. - BGC. What did that mean again? I had so many notes, but this one, I didn’t remember writing. I still had a few hours before my next class and it was only nine in the morning, so I decided to finish the rest of my homework and try to get as ahead as possible.

Kale walked into the room and threw his bags on his bed. “I fucking hate this school!” He screamed as he punched his pillow. “I can’t believe they’re doing this to me!” I’m not sure if he knew I was in the room or not. He threw his bag from the bed to the window–nearly breaking the glass, but it ricocheted from the window to the floor and our curtain of separation went down.

“Oh, Star! I didn’t know you were here! I’m so sorry!” He instantly turned his back to me. I forgot I was wearing my sports bra and boy shorts and barely dressed. I guess I was so used to being alone I just forgot he lived here. I jumped up, walked over to him, and put my arms around his back, “what's wrong, Kale? Nothing should have you this pissed. This is your safe place. You can talk to me.” I offered.

I wasn’t sure what would happen, but I knew his tight and hard body was tense. He said nothing. “How about I give you a massage and you tell me what's bothering you?” He turned around, my arms were still wrapped around him, he looked down at me and said, “That’s a great idea. My bed or yours?” I froze for a minute because I was lost in his eyes. Seductive and sexy, blue eyes that reminded me of a sky during summertime. I wonder if he would show me all of his tattoos?

“Yeah, that’s fine,” I spat, hoping I said the right thing. Lost in thought, I was still fantasizing about his body.

“So, your bed?” He turned his head and arched his eyebrows. I still hadn’t let him go or released him back to the wild. I was scared if I let him go, I would float away. I know, I know. Stupid virgin girl hormones.

“That’s fine. I have lotion and bath oil over there.” I said, staring into his eyes.

“You have to let me go so I can make it to your bed. Shirt or shirt off?” He said and I just nodded, “definitely off, then!” He answered for me, laughing.

Kale took my hands off of him, and I stood frozen. What was I doing? None of this made any sense.

I turned back around, swallowed all of my confusion, and headed to my drawers, and grabbed the body oils and lotions. His shirt was off, and he was laying in the middle of my bed. “Scoot over so I can reach you,” I said as I slapped his butt.

“No ma’am, you’re going to have to climb up here and do it. I’m not risking you throwing me onto the floor.” He laughed.

I climbed up on the bed not really sure what I was doing. I started massaging his back but couldn’t really put my muscle into it. “Is it okay if I sit on your ass while I massage your back?”

“You may. And you can sit on my face while you massage my legs.” He muttered. I ignored it. The more I massaged his back, the more I felt the tension release. “What’s going on, Kale? Why are you so aggravated?” I asked as I kneaded his back and focused on his tight spine.

“Right there, perfect. Oh my god, right there.” Kale moaned as I massaged the lower part of his back. My ass was on his thighs as I tried to put all of my weight into his back. “Can you walk on my back?” He asked and I looked around to see what could balance me. There’s no way I was doing it on my bed. My bed was not steady at all.

“I could try, but what would I hold on to? I am not the most balanced person there is in this world.” I decided against my better judgment and stood up holding the wall and air, praying I wouldn’t break him with my body. I started with his ass and walked up his back. I felt his back cracking like rice Krispie. I didn’t feel right going toward his neck, so I turned around.

Thank Goddess I got the pedicure last week!

The more I walked on his back, the more comfortable I felt. I made it back to his ass and out of nowhere, Kale turned over, throwing my balance off and landing me in his lap. He violently laughs, grabbing onto me and holding me tight. I was still in shock, so I just stared at him. “Why did you do that?” I stared into his eyes. “You could have broken your dick, or worse I could have fallen on the ground!” I was lost in his eyes. I'm not even sure what I said anymore. Kale was a beautiful man.

I forgot everything on the planet existed but him. “I wanted to thank you for the amazing massage you were giving me, plus, I couldn’t adjust myself and it was getting painful with you walking on my ass.” He laughed, reaching between us, I swore he was about to reach into my panties, but instead, he moved something and went back to holding me where I was.

“Adjusting yourself?” I asked, still confused.

“You know, when men get hard, their dicks are impossible to be in the way. And you turned me on in the wildest way. I just wanted to adjust myself, but when I said your name, you were in a trance. So, I turned over and now here we are.” He turned me on my side to where we were face to face. My legs were still wrapped around him. Useless legs, practically like Jello now.

“Uh-huh, I’m sorry.” I didn’t know what else to say. He had me entranced. This sexy beast of a man was chiseled to perfection and had eyes that just had me under his spell. I couldn’t tell if they were hazel, green, brown, or black. But there was darkness keeping me enchanted.

“Why are you sorry?” He asked, pushing the hair out of my face.

“Because I was supposed to be massaging and removing the tension from you, and I’m making you tense in other areas.” I snapped.

“The fact that you turned me on while giving me a massage is absolutely a beautiful thing, Star. Just like you.” He leaned in and kissed me.

Kissing him was so much better than when I kissed the other two doofuses the other night.

He kissed me. I kissed him back.

He pulled me closer to him, putting his hands in my panties, rubbing my ass. I never knew I needed my ass rubbed, but if he rubbed my ass all the time, I’d be in heaven. “It’s your turn for a massage, babe.”

“Yes sir,” I whimpered.

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