Monsters' Crew (Crude Hill High 1)
“I need to move,” she said.
I wouldn’t let her. Tightening my grip, I nudged my pelvis up against her. It wouldn’t be long before we were joined anyway, and I didn’t see a better way to enjoy this moment than with her inches from my dick.
“Why the rush?”
“I don’t know what game you’re playing, Gael. Do not use me.”
“Have you ever thought about using me? Playing some game? Your father can get his doctor all he wants, but there are other games to be had.”
“There’s way more to life than sex.”
She wriggled again and I groaned in response.
“Will you stop that?”
“What? Enjoying how close your pussy is to my dick?” I moved my hands to the top of her thighs, sliding up the skirt.
Her father thought he was keeping some kind of control over her by making her wear dresses and skirts, but in truth, he was making her so much more vulnerable. I liked it.
When my hands touched skin, I moaned.
She glared at me. Her hands went to my wrists in an attempt to stop me, but her grip was shit.
I slid my hands up. “I bet you’re soaking wet.”
“Gael!”
That wasn’t the correct response. If she told me no, I’d stop. I was many things, but a rapist wasn’t one of them. When it came to women, forcing them wasn’t my deal. None of us had that in us.
Sure, we could scare some chicks, make them think we were capable, but we weren’t. It was what made us different, but there were a lot of other things we could do.
“What’s the matter, Emily? Am I scaring you?”
“You don’t scare me.”
“No? Then what do I do? Do you want me?” I nudged my cock against her again, but this time, I covered her panties with my hand. I couldn’t help but smile. They were wet. “Well, well, well, what do we have here?”
She slapped my chest but I pressed my thumb against her clit. She gasped, crying out. Her eyes closed and her head tilted back. She looked so fucking sexy.
I wanted to fuck her, was desperate to.
But until I knew for sure it wouldn’t get other of us killed, I was going to have to enjoy playing.
In the distance, I saw the cars coming closer.
I didn’t want her distracted. Reaching out, I put the radio on, having some song blast loud over the noise of the engines approaching.
Slipping my fingers beneath the fabric of her panties, I grazed over her pussy, and she whimpered.
So wet.
Her eyes were still closed. Her teeth sinking into her lip. The hands that had tried to shove me now gripped my shirt, and all I’d done was put my thumb against her clit. With her cheeks flushed, the temptation to say screw it to all the shit with the law within our circles was so strong.
She was spoken for. Until our parents dealt with that problem, my father had asked me to just protect her.
I wanted to do more than protect her. I wanted to slide into her juicy pussy, take that cherry for my own. Glancing past my shoulder, I saw all three of my friends’ faces. They wanted the exact same thing. Right now, they all wished they were with me. I could imagine Caleb’s tight knuckles on the steering wheel, wondering just how tight her pussy was. I wouldn’t find out today.
Slowly, I moved my thumb across her clit, watching her face as she started to move against my hand. Did she even realize how she responded to my touch? How good she looked?
Damn, if this was a prelude to who she’d be when I could fuck her, I couldn’t wait. I wanted her so badly. Tonight, I’d be taking care of myself.
She whimpered and even though the radio was loud, I heard it.
With my other hand, I went to the buttons of her shirt and started to unbutton them.
“No,” she said.
She let me go long enough to hold her shirt together.
“I wouldn’t hurt you.” Pressing on her nub, I rocked my thumb back and forth across her clit.
Those teeth sank a little harder into her bottom lip.
“Trust me, Emily.”
“I don’t know you.”
“But you could get to know me. I’m a really nice guy, and you’d like me a lot.” I was far from nice, but she didn’t need to know that. There was so much I wanted to do to her. To fuck her. To claim her. To make her mine.
But in the back of my mind, I knew I wanted to see her with Caleb, Vadik, and River. For a long time, I knew I was fucked up in the head. I wasn’t like other people. I wanted my woman to come apart in my arms. To give herself over to me, but I also loved my friends so passionately that I wanted my woman to be with them.