“But you always come back to me when you’re through with one of your sluts.” She sneered at Carissa.
“Bitch....”Carissa took a step in our direction.
“Carissa.” I gave her a warning look hoping that this once she would obey me.
“Josie, go home, there’s nothing here for you, I can’t help what you believe but I never lied to you, and for you to come here like this, proves to me that we could never be friends, I didn’t want to say this to you, but Carissa is the only girl I’ve ever wanted to have a relationship with. She’s it, I’m sorry you came all the way here for nothing but I think you should leave.”
Her face was red with embarrassment but that wasn’t my problem, I’d told her over the phone weeks ago that our little thing was over, I knew what she’d been after, but I’d thought it was harmless, knowing Carissa’s past, I’d ended my communication with Josie because my lamb would never accept it, she didn’t realize it yet, but she was as territorial about me as I was of her, so I’d tried to do the right thing and end it.
Josie turned and walked away her head down, fists clenched. I would almost feel bad for her except for the fact that she’d called my girl one of my sluts. Later for her, she knew what she was doing.
Before I could move to get to Carrie she was on Patti. She slapped her so hard her head turned.
“That’s for fucking with me, next time I’ll kick your fucking ass, pathetic bitch.”
“Touch her Patti and you’ll never set foot in this house again.”I got between them before she could retaliate; I was so fucking pissed, what was this bitch’s problem?
“But she hit me.” She held her face where Carissa’s palm print was beginning to show.
“Everybody out.” Matt got the stragglers to disappear back into the room, the show was over.
“Patti what the fuck?”
“But Mattie....”
“No, I told you to leave my brother alone, what are you deaf, what the fuck is your problem, you on my brother’s dick or something?”
“What, no.” She turned up her nose like she smelt something vile.
“Then what the fuck is your problem?”
“Her, she’s my problem, can’t you guys see through her bullshit, she’s a gold digging, wanna be.”
I laughed, I couldn’t help it, if only she knew how hard this girl had fought against me, I don’t think Carissa’s mind even ran to money or how much I had she was more about getting out and making her own, the girl was independent as fuck.
“Matt handle your shit, that’s the last time, anything else and you’ll have to fuck her on the football field because she won’t be coming back here.” I didn’t even spare her a glance as I took Carissa’s hand and dragged her back upstairs.
“Let go of me, I’m going home.” She went for her overnight bag as soon as we got in the room.
“No you’re not, you won right, you finally got to meet Josie, you now know you have nothing to worry about on that front, you bitch slapped Patti, which I’m sure you’ve been wanting to do since day one, and you got me to declare my feelings for you in front of half the school. What’s the problem?”
“What’s the....?” She threw the fucking lamp at me. I deflected and it fell onto the mattress thank God, I loved that thing. As she was looking around for another missile to launch at my head I came around the bed and tackled her.
“Get off me asshole.”
“Language.”
“Fuck you.” I laughed as I rolled her under me, her hands held hostage over her head.
“You’re gonna get an ass whipping you keep this up.”
“Try it bitch.” She pushed up against me trying to throw me off, but it had the opposite effect.
My dick, which usually got excited when she was having one of her fits, was ready for action.
It was an easy thing to hold both her hands in one of mine, raise the hem of her skirt with the other, pull down my zipper, and ease into her.
“Mine, always.”
I moved in and out of her, our eyes connected, I bent to her lips, lifting her hips up to meet my thrust as I cautioned myself to go easy, softly, gently.
Her legs wrapping around my ass drew me deeper into her as we rocked against each other.
“Fuck baby, why do you feel so fucking good under me?” I didn’t expect an answer as she was too caught up in her own feelings, milking my dick for her greatest pleasure.
The way she enjoyed me went to my head, if anyone else had ever worn that look on their face as I fucked them before I never saw it, it was as if everything that came before her was a blur, a pale pencil shading compared to a masterpiece.