Monsters' Crew (Crude Hill High 1)

She kissed me back, her hands going to my chest.

I wrapped my hands around her back, drawing her close, feeling her naked body pressed against mine. Fuck me, she was everything I thought she would be. The points of her nipples rubbed against my chest, begging for attention. My dick was so fucking hard and I wanted to be inside her. For now, I’d have to hold back. It was the last thing I wanted to do, but I’d do it for her.

Sliding my hands down to her ass, I cupped the rounded cheeks, feeling her moan against my lips.

I broke the kiss and trailed my lips down her neck to her pulse, licking her.

Slowly, her hands slid down my back, to my hips.

I waited to go to her pussy as she touched my cock. Her grip was uncertain and I loved that. I didn’t want her to be completely sure with what she was doing. I liked her being hesitant, waiting for me.

Once, twice, she pumped my length. Even with her inexperience, I was so close to coming. I pushed her hand away and I sank to the floor of the shower.

“What are you doing?”

I lifted her foot, putting it on the ledge. Kissing the inside of her knee, I smirked up at her. “I think you already know.”

She had fine hairs on the lips of her sex. I parted them with my fingers, and even though her entrance was what I wanted, I focused on her clit, tasting her for the first time. Her head tilted back and a cry erupted from her lips.

I couldn’t help but look up at her as I licked her cunt. So pretty. All mine. She belonged to all of us, and even as I took this first, I couldn’t wait for her to come on my friends’ tongues as well. Damn, it would be even sexier if she came while I was balls deep inside her. Now that would be sexy as fuck.

It didn’t take her long to come and when she did, I knew I would treasure this moment forever.

****

Emily

Crude Hill High was abuzz with anticipation. One for the ball the Monsters were throwing. Invites had been sent out, and my presence had been requested. There was no option to turn it down. I’d been given a direct order. Anyone else may be fucking terrified and I was like everyone else, because that was exactly what was happening. I was scared.

I didn’t know if I’d be dead when the ball happened. My dad kept looking at me like he wanted to wring my neck. Sometimes I taunted him by keeping my neck exposed, just to tempt him.

I was going crazy.

First, I let Vadik kiss me in the girls’ bathroom, wanting him to do a whole lot more. Then there was River who broke into my house and waited for me in my bedroom, where I let him lick my pussy. Not to mention what happened with Gael in his car. I didn’t know what was going to happen next. My body was like a constant, tight ball of needs.

Caleb found reasons to randomly touch me.

Gael was always hinting at what he wanted to do to me. They were everywhere. Apart from today. They had to go out and do all of their manly stuff. I got to eat lunch, seated in my regular seat without being the center of attention, which brought us to the next buzz of attention.

The school had a brand-new student.

Ashley March. So far, not a lot of interest had happened. I’d seen her. A beautiful brunette with kind eyes, but and here was the big but, she was already considered an outcast. Not only was she not the biological child, she was the daughter of one of the minion’s mistresses.

To the food chain within this school, it made her lower than Drake, and a lot of people wouldn’t even help her. She’d arrived at three classes at the wrong time. Had been shoved into lockers.

I spotted her arriving at the cafeteria five minutes ago to the whispers of whore, slut, bitch, cow, and many other names.

I opened up my bottle of water and went back to reading the notes on a current assignment when a tray slid opposite me. I looked up and saw Ashley. Her smile was genuine.

“Hi, I hope it’s okay for me to sit here.”

“I really don’t think that’s a good idea.”

Her smile remained in place and she nodded. Guilt ate away at me. This girl was in the deep end and heading in one direction, down. The sharks here wouldn’t let her survive long. I didn’t know why I felt this way. I’d seen newbies come and go, but Ashley was different. She wasn’t one of us.

“Look, it’s not you.” I lifted my book. “I’m not good company. I don’t have friends.”