Ritual - Palm South University
She nods, and I run my hands through her hair, tugging until her neck is exposed.
“Open your mouth, baby.”
When she does, I nearly come on the spot. It’s so fucking hot looking down on her plump lips and wet tongue, her eyes watching me, waiting. I position my tip on her tongue first, sliding it around to get it nice and wet before I gently thrust inside.
I groan at the feel of her lips surrounding me, of her tongue sliding along my base, and my hands fall to the pillows above her head to keep me balanced. Slowly, carefully, I withdraw and press inside her again, fucking her mouth with as much restraint as I can manage.
She gags a few times, and I slow, making sure she knows she’s in control. But she doesn’t ask me to stop. Instead, she grabs my ass, her nails digging into the skin as she guides me inside her again.
“Oh, fuck,” I groan, my breathing picking up, heart racing. “I need to go a little faster. It won’t take long.”
She answers by grabbing my ass and pulling me inside her throat deeper, and my eyes flutter shut at the all-encompassing feel of her letting me take her this way. It’s so vulnerable and hot, and at the very base of it, it’s her saying she trusts me.
Just like I trust her.
With my eyes still shut, I pick up the pace, careful not to go too deep but finding my release building with each wrap of her lips and slip of her tongue. “Oh, fuck,” I grunt. “Coming.”
And with one last thrust deep into her throat, I spill.
My body shakes, fire consuming me as I black out to everything that isn’t Cassie’s mouth around my cock. Faintly, I register her gagging, but she holds me inside her as I ride out every last pulse. I withdraw and push back in, again and again, until I’m empty and spent and trembling as I carefully roll off of her and onto my back next to where she lay.
I’m still seeing stars, panting and trying to catch my breath when I look over and see Cassie swallow, wiping the corners of her mouth and smiling at me shyly.
“Fuck me,” I say, rolling over to pull her into me and kiss all over her. She giggles and wraps herself around me, too, until we’re a tangle of slick arms and legs.
“Did you like that?”
“Do you really have to fucking ask?” I laugh.
“I liked it, too,” she says, kissing my jaw. “And I liked you taking me from behind.”
“That so?” I ask on a smirk. “My little innocent Cassie McBee, a fan of doggy-style.”
Her nose wrinkles. “Don’t call it that.”
“I’ll call it whatever you want, babe,” I say, pulling her into my chest. “As long as we get to do it again.”
She laughs in my arms, and as the world slowly comes back to us, our breaths evening out and the music and sounds of the night finding us inside the tent, I run my fingers through her hair and count my lucky stars that she came tonight, that she forgave me, that I didn’t lose her for good.
“I love you,” she whispers.
I inhale deep, holding her tighter and vowing to never fuck this up again. “I love you, too.”“ALRIGHT, LADIES,” I SAY once the room is quiet, glancing over my notes for tonight’s Chapter meeting. “I think that wraps up everything on the agenda. But we do have some visitors tonight. So, phones away, everyone give your full attention, okay? First up, the ladies of Zeta Pi Alpha.”
My sisters sit and clap politely as Jess lets five girls from the sorority stand at the front of the room and tell us about their upcoming philanthropy event. I’m half-listening, half-watching my sisters with a proud smile. It’s a bigger Chapter night with our visitors, so I booked us one of the large rooms in the Sciences Building. And now that our new members have been officially initiated, the room feels whole, and I love knowing that I’m a part of what made this organization what it is now.
After last semester, Kappa Kappa Beta was awarded the best GPA out of all the sororities on campus. With Jess taking over during recruitment, we had a brand new, all-star pledge class, and with each member of exec mentoring another sister, I have faith that when we hand off the torch at the end of the semester, it’ll be with this sorority in the best shape it’s ever been in.
I glance at Skyler, knowing that while things are still a bit rocky between us, she’s leaning more and more into following in my footsteps — just like I followed in my Big’s, and her in her Big’s before that. Our family line had a long running as president, and I know it won’t end with me.