you and me could write a bad romance

 

*flashback*
"Mr. Vega?" I blinked back at the teacher.
"What's up?" I shot a killer smile and reveled in the way the rest of my classmates laughed.

"If you wouldn't mind getting your head out of the clouds and solve for x on the board please?"
"45." I said simply, after glancing at the board for a minute. "And if you want me to stop daydreaming you should outlaw cheerleading uniforms because there's no way any guy is listening to you go on and on when Miss Duchaness is in the front row looking like that."  Alyssa looked back at me, smirking even as she rolled her eyes as a couple of the guys vocally agreed with me wholeheartedly.
"Looks like I'll be seeing you in detention again tonight." Miss. Smith said just as the bell rang. Joke was on her though since I was already going to detention for skipping second period. She was just mad I could ace her class with out even showing up. Sometimes I wished I had just taken AP Calc but no way was I going to waste extra time doing work college kids didn't even do. I slipped my sleeves into my lettermans jacket and grabbed my bag before walking up to Alyssa.
"So now that I've publicly humiliated myself in your honor will you go out with me?" She flipped back her long brown hair, the scent of some kind of fruit hitting me hard.
"Go out with you? Or loose my panties in the back of your truck?" She asked, feigning innocence.
"Either." I grinned wider, setting my hand against the wall next to her head and leaning in. "Or both."
"I think your just about booked for the rest of the month with detention."
"Then ditch fifth with me and we can have our second date tonight in detention," I shrugged with a grin.
"Let me guess, get high and fool around in your car?" I grinned wider, leaning into her.
"I was going to take you out for a late lunch, but you know me, I love a girl who puts out on the first date." she just groaned and rolled her eyes,
"You're disgusting."
"I'm joking!" I laughed, "Come on. Just lunch. I'll let you pick where we go."
"No," she said quickly but then the bell rang and neither one of us moved.
"You're going to be late for class now," I replied and pulled back maybe an inch. "I'll walk you." Alyssa bit down on her full lower lip but it still looked like she was grinning.
"You don't have to," she said, glancing behind me.
"Shouldn't you two be in class?" I pulled back and grinned at the asshole who'd made the life decision to be a hall moniter.
"I was just offering to walk Miss Duchaness to class."
"The bell went off five minutes ago now. Loitering the halls between classes calls for detention," He said seriously, already writing down something on the notebook he carried around. Alyssa looked appalled and she shook her head.
"I'm going to class."
"Then I suggest you do so now," He said and started walking away.
"So where are we eating?" I nudged her and she grinned almost in spite of herself before walking with me towards the parking lot.
"You're persistent," she said seriously.
"You're worth it." I grinned.
"I'm not as easy as you think I am." She said, stopping in front of me and pinning me with a serious stare.
"Then it will be all the more rewarding when you give in to me." I said, reaching over to push back  the hair that had gotten in her eyes when she'd moved too fast.
"This cocky bad boy jock thing might have worked with the rest of the girls on my squad-"
"And the girls on the volleyball team." I grinned. "And the swim team."
"And let me guess the basketball team?" I shook my head.
"No I'm pretty sure they're all lesbians." Alyssa scoffed.
"You're awful." She said, turning away from me but before she could get too far I reached out for her arm and pulled her back against me.
"And yet I'm willing to bet a part of you is intrigued."
"I'm suprised you know the word intrigued." She spat back and I laughed because damn, she wasn't just hot she was feisty as hell too.
"The last three guys you dated were jocks." I pointed out.
"And they were all as.sholes. I'm trying to learn from my mistakes." She pulled away from my grip.
"You think I'll be a mistake? I'm hurt."
"I think you'd be my worst mistake," she said and for a moment a saw a vulnerability in her I hadn't seen yet. I grinned and shrugged.
"But I'd be your favorite mistake and that has to count for something." she grinned back and bit into her lip again, which seemed to be her way to stop herself from smiling at me. Either way I liked it. "Come on, I'm starving and I'm sure you are too... I'll even let you drive my car."
"I don't have my license," she retorted, and that sounded like a story since I was sure she was at least 17 but she didn't seem very open to me. Yet.
"Then it looks like I'm going to be picking you up from now on," I replied, not missing a beat. I slipped an arm around her waist as we walked and she didn't pull away but she did pull back to shoot me a look I couldn't read. "What? Am I supposed to hold your books for you?"
"No, I'm capable of carrying my own things."
"You're not making this relationship very easy for me, Duchannes," I said with a sigh but was still grinning.
"I wasn't aware there was a relationship between the two of us," she spat back though now? She was grinning too.
"Oh there definitely is." I nodded.
"If you say so." I grinned and grabbed her hand, pulling her into the first floor bathroom quickly. "What the fu.ck?" She glared at me and I covered her mouth, gesturing with my finger for her to be quiet.
"Hallway patrol goes through just about now." I pointed towards the door as we listened to the guys walk past. "Now they're going to go to the lounge to watch soap operas for about thirty minutes. That gives us time to sneak out." I winked at her. "Though I don't mind if you just want to make out here instead." Alyssa rolled her eyes.
"No." She said simply before walking past me to the door. I followed her tight little as.s to my car, smirking beause she knew just what truck was mine.
"You been keeping tracks on me?"
"I've known you for 3 years Kolton, you've dated my friends. I know what you drive." I opened the car door for her and leaned in as she hopped up into the passenger seat.
"I love my name coming out of that sweet mouth." Though I had some other things planned for it that would be even better.
"Oh look it took you less than thirty minutes to insinuate oral." I widened my eyes. Okay sure. Alyssa had a reputation. But most rumors were mostly made up. This girl pretty much said whatever was on her mind and didn't filter like other girls did.
"Next time I'll just ask for it straight up." I replied, not letting it show how different she was turning out to be. Sure we'd known each other a few years, went to the same parties, kissed a few times at a truth or dare game, dated each others friends, but I didn't really know anything about her except that she was a cheerleader with a wet dream worthy body.
"Don't be surprised when you try and I put your di.ck out of commission for a few days," Alyssa retorted and I laughed again.
"Oh? How so?" I asked, looking over my shoulder to ease my truck out of the lot.
"Squeeze it... use teeth..." she trailed off, probably thinking she was being intimidating but honestly my dick twitched in my pants.
"A little teeth never hurt anyone," I said finally and she laughed. "And squeezing? I'm getting hard just thinking about it." I watched her eyes as they glanced down and laughed harder. "Made you look."
"You're an idiot."
"Some might say I'm a genius instead," I quipped back, pulling up to a red light. I turned the music all the way down and reached for her chin, angling her fucking gorgeous face back towards me.  I watched her breathing hitch and her eyes widen and I could tell she wanted to kiss me at least half as much as I wanted to kiss her. But not just yet. "I always thought your eyes were brown."
"Hazel."
"Practically gold now." I said seriously, fuc.k she was hot.
"Is that a compliment?" She asked with a brow raised. I nodded.
"Definitley."
"Where are we going?" She asked, looking out the window as I turned the radio back on. She changed the station from country to top fourty pretty fast.
"You don't like country?" I smirked. She shrugged.
"I like Katy Perry better." I laughed because not very many people in this town would admit that even if it was true.
"Are you hungry?" She nodded.
"Then we're going to get pizza." I said, glancing over at her cheerleaders skirt riding up those smooth tanned thighs. "You do eat pizza right?" She rolled her eyes.
"Yes. Cheerleading practice burns plenty of calories." I gave her a wicked grin.
"I can think of better ways to burn calories...not that I would mind watching you practice." I added as an afterthought.
"You're a pig."
"Oh please I see you and your girlfriends sneak into our practices all the time." I said seriously, watching her turn slightly pink. "Ha! I got you to blush." I grinned.
"It won't happen again." She assured me .
"We'll see." I could think of plenty of things that would make Miss Duchannes blush..... "You like me. Admit it."
"No," she grinned wider and looked out the window again. "Never."
"We'll see," I said again as I pulled into a parking lot and stopped the car. "As much as I'm enjoying our conversation, we're here."
"Does that mean you're not going to talk to me during lunch?" she asked with a silly fake hopeful expression, climbing out of the car and slamming the door before giving me the chance to answer or even get the door for her.
"I could think of other ways to keep my lips preoccupied if you're tired of hearing my voice," I said and slipped my hands into my pockets while she just wrinkled her nose at me. It was cute and so opposite of the bit.ch facade she was intent on using with me. I wondered if she put that act up with all guys or if I was just special. "I'm talking about eating! Get your mind out of the gutter Miss Duchannes." I teased as we walked in and grabbed a booth by the window.
"Why do you keep calling me that? Did you forget my name already?"
"Of course not. Your name is beautiful right?" I grinned and she gave me another epic eye roll. "Doesn't doing that give you migranes?" I asked seriously.
"You're literally the worst."
"You're literally checking me out right now." I caught her as she slid her eyes back to my face.
"No I was just judging you stupid jacket."
"Don't you have one for cheering?" I asked, looking down at my lettermans jacket and then back up to her.
"Sure but I don't wear it." She scrunched her face and I grinned.
"Well I like what you're wearing." I commented, ready to see her blush again but she surprised me.
"I'm sure you do." She agreed, tucking her hair behind her ear.
"So tell me about yourself." I asked.
"What?" She looked at me like I'd just asked her to strip naked on the table.
"I hear girls like talking about themselves so I was just letting you do that." I said.
"You want to get to know me?" She asked.
"Yeah. Is that so surprising?"
"Honestly? Yes,"
"And why is that?"
"It seems like an awful lot of work on your part, just to get into my pants," Lyss shrugged and sipped her water.
"It's a good thing you aren't wearing pants," Alyssa widened her eyes but then actually laughed.
"It was a figure of speech," she replied while I leaned into the table.
"I'm still waiting for you to tell me about yourself,"
"I'm from Nashville," she started, not alot but it was better than nothing.
"Have you ever left? To travel?" She widened her eyes but I hadn't said anything bad...I think.
"I traveled a lot when I was a kid," she nodded. "What about you? Where are you from?"
"Here." I said simply. She rose a brow.
"You were born here?" I nodded.
"Yup. I've never traveled anywhere. Is it fun?" She blinked.
"Kind of." She nodded. "Sometimes."
"Cool." Fuck was she pretty. And I never thought girls were pretty, that was a word my sister used to describe her barbies and princess dresses when she was a kid. But Alyssa? She really was.
"What are you thinking?" She asked and I realized I must have been making a scrunched up face, upset at my choice of words inside my head.
"I was checking you out." I grinned.
"No you weren't." She shook her head. "Your eyes were on mine." Damn, she was really blunt...I wonder if she'd be like that in bed...if she'd tell me exactly what she wanted, where she wanted it, exactly how she felt and how good it was. F.uck. That was a great thought.
"I was checking out your face." I offered.
"I don't think that's a thing." She shook her head. I sighed.
"Okay I was admiring your face. Better?" She narrowed her gaze on me.
"I don't get you." She said finally.
"What don't you get exactly?"
"Why do you want to fuck me so bad?" she asked point blank and hell if I didn't give her a double take. I wasn't expecting that.
"Come again?" I asked and kind of chuckled, finding her blunt nature refreshing.
"I mean, I know that I'm good looking," she admitted. "But why me? I'm obviously a bitch and getting me in bed is harder than what you expected... so why are you wasting your time?"
"Who said anything about me wasting my time?" I said with a more serious face.
"If you brought one of my friends? You could've already been finished by now."
"But where's the fun in that?"
"It didn't stop you from fucking them before," she shrugged and leaned back almost as far as she could in this little booth.
"To be fair, most of your friends came onto me." I pointed out.
"And I'm sure they would continue. So why work for it when you don't have to?" I shrugged.
"Maybe I just want to be friends."
"Don't bullshit me Kolton I'm not an idiot." I nodded.
"You are kind of a bitch." I agreed. She widened her eyes but recovered just as quickly.
"I told you that already."
"Why is that? Heartbreak? Drug addiction? Daddy issues?" Her face changed ever so slightly at that last one and I leaned in. "Daddy issues huh? Interesting."
"Don't act like you know me." She said almost dangerously, making me want to push her even more.
"I'm not." I assured her. "But now I'm even more invested." I smirked to myself. Girls with daddy issues were worth getting into bed. Fuc.ked up? Maybe. But true nonetheless.
"I don't have-" she shook her head. "Why am I even here?!"
"Probably because a part of you wants the exact same thing I want." I said with  a shrug.
"Wrong."
"You don't even know what I want." I said softly, watching her eyes dialate ever so slightly and betray her feelings.
"I have a pretty good idea." I leaned even closer, brushing my thumb against her hand.
"Oh yeah? Paint me a word picture." I dared.
 "Why haven't they even taken our order yet?" she asked looking around the restaurant as I kept touching her.
"I ordered before we got here. Calm down and talk to me princess," I said with a smirk. "I can't wait to hear what's on your mind...."
"It's obvious what you want," she said seriously shot me a look while my face remained passive. "Oh, don't play innocent."
"Be more specific," I urged her.
"You want me on my knees, bent over a desk, tied to your bed frame, in the back seat of your car..." she trailed off as he cheeks got more and more pink. "Do I need to go on?"
"Please... " I nodded. "and with more detail."
"It's never going to happen."
"Never say never," I said in amusement.
"Too late,"
"Tied to my bedframe huh?" I grinned. "I wont deny wanting that, but it wasn't on my list until about 20 seconds ago."
"Glad to help widen your spank bank." She said monotonously.
"Did your ex's all appretiate your lovely attitude?" I asked, wondering how any guy had got her into bed at all with that wall she had up.
"Probably not." She shrugged.
"But what, you're hot enough to make up for it?" I asked, knowing she was but letting her answer anyways.
"Probably." She looked almost bored and that bothered me.
"Well if you wont paint me that picture let me try." I offered. She gave me a skeptical look but didn't stop me.
"I'm waiting." she said, making me grin because she wanted to know my thoughts as bad as I wanted to know hers and that was progress.
"Not that I'm oppossed to you on your knees or in the back of my truck but I'm stuck on stripping you naked and tying you to my headboard so you have to buck against me when you want more of my tongue." Alyssa licked her lips but didn't say anything for a moment and I hoped she was picturing it the way I was. Her delicate wrists tugging on the restraints, her head thrown back as I made her cum for me, her fiery personality just as passionate in bed as it was out. I'd never tied a girl up before. "Or I could bend you over my desk, you have one fine little ass." I added, grinning up as the waitress brought over our soups and salads and brushing off the conversation as if we'd been talking about the weather, but I was sporting a pretty decent erection at this point. Alyssa looked away from me and started picking at her salad. "Speechless?" I laughed and she brought her eyes back up to mine.
"My ass isn't little." I laughed hard at that one.
"Prove it," I teased and she rolled her eyes, continuing to eat but damn was this girl fun to push. "Has anyone ever made you cu.m?"
"Kolton," she chastised me and I grinned wider.
"That's a no," And kind of surprising considering her reputaion. I leaned into her closer. "Have you ever made yourself cu.m?"
"Can you be any louder? The guy over there looks like he's having a hard time hearing." I stood up and slid into the seat next to her, sipping my drink as I pressed my body into hers.
"Do you make yourself cum?" I asked quietly, more intimately. Lyss broke eye contact before shrugging.
"Wouldn't you like to know."
'Yes. Yes I would." I was close enough to her now to notice how warm she was, how sweet she smelled, how fast her breaths were coming out. God she was sexy without even trying. "That's why I asked."
"You're kind of a smartas.s."
"You're deflecting." I pressed, though I noticed my own voice was a little off kilter. The thought of her touching herself was almost more than I could handle.
"I'm choosing to ignore you instead."
"Hmmm. Well you should try it later tonight. I know I will." I winked at her and then regretfully moved back to my own seat.
"Oh my god." She said under her breath though I couldn't really tell if it was from embarassment or arousal. She was hard to decipher even with her lack of a verbal filter.
"Hows your salad?" She blinked down at her food as if she'd forgotten it was there. Damn I wish I hadn't moved back to my seat. I just didn't want to scare her off.
"Good."
"Do you enjoy watching me?" she asked after swallowing.
"More than you know."
"I'm flattered," she said sarcastically, moving on to her soup. "We're going to be late to detention."
"Doesn't matter," I shrugged. "They'll just give us detention for a week. Lucky me."
"Wouldn't you rather take me out on a real date than bother me in detention for a week?"
"Isn't this a real date?" I retorted and she laughed, eating more of her soup and shaking her head.
"A kiss would make it a real date..." she trailed off and then kept eating as if she hadn't said that.
"Swallow that bite." She gave me a look as she swallowed, licking her lips when I moved back into the booth next to her, cupping her face and pulling it towards mine before bringing my mouth to hers. I lingered a little by her lips, enjoying her breathing, enjoying the moment right before I kissed her hard. Like I'd wanted to since I'd wanted her, which had been a while. My tongue stroked deep in her mouth. At first I thought she was too shocked to do anything but then I felt her gripping my shirt, kissing me back just as hard, nipping my lip with her teeth.
"Fiesty." I muttered against her lips.
"Stop talking." Her fingers threaded in my hair and tugged as we kissed like we'd been together for forever and not like this was a first date. It was intoxicating. Her mouth....god it was just as hot and sweet as the rest of her if not more so.
"Alyssa." I growled, pressing her into the booth and moving my hand to her waist.
"Kolton." She pulled back, her eyes wide and her face flushed. Her lips were red from my kisses and fuck she was even hotter like this, a little off her game and it was because of me.
"What's wrong?"
"Um....we're making out in the middle of a restaurant?" She said, shaking her head in her hands as if she had just realized it.
"You didn't seem to be complaining. You basically begged me to kiss you." She jerked her head up, her eyes narrowed.
"I did not!!!" she said, probably louder than she'd intended because she flushed again as she sighed and pushed me. "Go back to your side of the table."
"Up to you." I shrugged, standing up right in front of her and lingering there a little since she was eye level to my dick now which was hard as a fucking rock. She widened her eyes and looked away.
"Sit back down," she said quietly, moving her eyes back to my crotch and I chuckled before sitting down again. "I meant by me." I quirked an eyebrow but moved back beside her anyways, not going to argue with that request.
"Am I embarrassing you?" Lyss stretched her fingers before moving them to my lap,, her hand gliding over the length of my erection through my jeans and making a little groan come out of me as I thicked further at her touch.
"Am I embarrassing you?" she asked, looking me in the eyes.
"No but you are flirting with some seriously dangerous territory here." She bit her lip, and this time I could see the spark of arousal in her eyes.
"How dangerous?" I grabbed a twenty out of my wallet and set it on the table before grabbing her hand and pulling her out of the restaurant, muttering under my breath about what a tease she was being.
"Are you speaking spanish?" She asked, making me pull back and blink at her.
"Was I?" I asked. She nodded, her eyes even darker than before.
"What did you say?" I licked my lips as I backed her up against my truck.
"I said you talk about danger like you want some but I know you're just a tease." I watched her breath hitch as she looked up at me and ugh I really wanted to tangle my fingers in that long silky black hair.
"It was hotter in spanish." She whispered once she'd caught her breath. I rose a brow at her.
"I'll remember that."
"I don't want to be a tease." She said back.
"Now it's my turn not to get you. First you're the ice queen and now you're a seductress?"
"Does it matter?"
"It does if you're crazy and I'm going to deal with slashed tires some time in the future." I joked and Lyss laughed this time. A real true laugh that acutally had my dic.k twitching. She was something. "I'm serious. What are you thinking?"  Lyss reached for my shirt and tugged on it a little.
"My mind is all over the place right now," she admitted. I moved my hand to her hip.
"So it worked? My lines actually worked finally." she set her head against the truck and laughed again. If we were being honest? I knew my lines werent what did it for girls, if anything I used them to sound like more of an idiot than I was and I knew not to dig into that part of my psyche because I wasn't sure how healthy that made me.
"I didn't say that," I stared at her lips for a moment then tilted my head down to kiss her again, this time softer but with the entire length of my body pressed against hers.
"Seductress, huh?"
"You could have gotten me off through my pants in there what would you call it?" She blushed further and then shrugged.
"Talent?" I rose a brow at her.
"Talent or skill?" I clarified, wondering more about this girl than I'd ever cared to know about any other. She was such a contradiction, it was interesting that was for sure.
"Maybe both." She said softly.
"Talent is inherent. Skill is learned from practice." she studied me for a moment.
"You're alot smarter than you let people think aren't you?" I made a non-commital noise and tried to figure out the best way to push past this. Not that I really cared when people knew I wasn't a dumb jock, just that it was easier when they stereotyped me. I'd much rather be underestimated than overestimated.
"You're alot different than you let on too. Who's the real Alyssa?"
"I'm 17 Kolton, I don't think I know the answer to that yet."
"Deep." I commented.
"You're hard." she said out of nowhere, her filter still missing in action.
"Extremely." I agreed, the verbal sparring we were doing was kind of as hot as the kissing....almost.
"What now?" she asked as she arched against the truck and I leaned into her to keep the distance between us as little as possible.
"I can't think straight when you look at me like that." she looked gorgeous, turned on and ready for whatever I wanted. I loved that look.
"Then don't think... do something instead," she whispered.
"What?" I asked, tilting my head closer but not kissing her again just yet.
"Surprise me," I took a deep breath and then set my forehead against hers.
"Get in the truck."
"What?" She asked, looking surprised and honestly I was surprised myself, I wanted to press her up against the side of my truck and dry hump her until she was begging for more. Seriously.
"We're late for detention."
"That isn't something you'd usually care about." She pointed out, setting her hands on her hips and making her ti.ts rise up. Fu.ck. I was only human. I reached for her and kissed her again, tugging lightly on her hair to get a deeper angle for the kiss.
"Tell me you're wet for me." I moaned against her lips, wanting to slip my hand under that skirt but knowing for experience the tight booty shorts cheerleaders wore underneath were practically impossible to get into easily.
"Mmmm annoying isn't it?" I pulled back to look down at the smirk on her way too pretty face.
"What?"
"How I can tell exactly how you feel for me but you'd have to start taking off clothes to find out the same about me." I chuckled. She was a seductress. I leaned down and started pressing kisses on her jawline.
"I can tell by your short breaths." I said softly. "The way your eyes get darker and you keep wetting your lips."
"Mmm?" She moaned a little as I slid my hand up her top to cup one breast in my hand through her bra.
"I can tell by the way your nipples are showing through your bra and your top." I grinned and brushed my thumb against it, making her arch into me. Damn she was hot. Like she was made for a man.
"Kolton." I groaned again, really fuc.king liking the way my name sounded when she moaned it.
"Get. In the truck." I said finally, knowing that this would only leave me with blue balls as it was. I couldn't fu.ck her in a parking lot.
"It's kind of sexy when you get all demanding like that..." She grinned and her hands gripped at my shirt harder as I rolled mine into fists to keep them at my side. Lyss leaned into kiss my cheek softly, her lips lingering against my ear. "Will you be like that when you're inside of me?" Fuck me. I groaned and shook my head.
"God. Yes," I replied eventually and peeled away from her, forcing myself to get into the drivers seat. "Are you coming?"
"Not now... Maybe some day," she said seriously, seeming to enjoy this teasing seductress side of herself almost as much as the bitch side.
"You are so unbelievably hard to read."
"Isn't that all part of the appeal?" she quirked an eyebrow, trying to force a more serious face. "Sorry, I'll be good."
"You're a trip," I said quietly and watched her pout.
"Is that a good thing or bad?"
"I'm not sure yet." I admitted.
"What does that mean?" She glared at me.
"I mean you're more than just a pretty face and a hot body and just those two things make me hard enough."
"Don't go falling in love with me now." She laughed.
"I'm sure you're easy to fall for." I shrugged.
"Ha." She shook her head as she gazed out the window. "Have you ever been in love?" I shook my head.
"Nope."
"Really? Not one of the many girls who's panties have ended up in your back pocket pulled on your heart strings?"
"Just how many girls do you think I've slept with?" I asked her, wondering just how bad my reputaion was, or how good depending on how you looked at it.
"How many girls are there in our senior class?" She asked, a silly grin on that too pretty face.
"I'll tell you my number if you tell me yours." I challenged and that shut her up. Interesting. "Have you?" I added, trying to pull her back from looking out the window.
"Slept with you? No. Trust me that's something you'd remember." I rolled my eyes.
"Don't be a smartass. I meant have you been in love before."
"No." I stared at her for a moment, thinking that maybe I'd be her favorite mistake but I was starting to worry she'd be mine too.
"Where'd your mind go right there?" I asked, turning back to the road.
"What?"
"You looked sad..." I trailed off and noticed her faking a grin. "Thinking about an ex? The one that got away?"
"My ex-boyfriends were all boys. I can't wait to get out of this town and find a real man." I laughed and dropped a hand on her thigh, feeling her muscles tense.
"Do you think you could handle a real man? You get jumpy when I touch you..."
"I do not," she lied.
"Oh?" I asked, pulling into the school parking lot and parking my truck.
"Mm." She grunted. I grinned and slid my hand further up her thigh, rubbing my thumb against the soft skin. She let out a quick breath just as a shiver went through her.
"Colton." Her eyes were wide and her face was flushed as I pushed up past her skirt and brushed my thumb between her legs. She moaned and actually arched into my hand.
"Fuck Lyss." I loved women. I loved everything about them, how they felt, how they smelled, how they tasted, but I'd always been much more interested in what they could do for me. Never had I had the urge to lay a girl down and make her cum a million times as I watched, memorizing every move and sound she made. Until Alyssa Duchannes.
"Excuse me!!!" I pulled away to see Frank the security guard banging on the door.
"Oh my god." Lyss hid her head in her hand as I rolled down the window.
"What are you doing?" I shot him the smile that got me out of most things and shrugged.
"We're just on our way to detention."
"Detention huh? What did you do this time Vega?" I shrugged, the security guard for this time of day was actually an alumni from a few years back. We went to the same gym.
"Oh you know." I winked at him and he shook his head.
"Get in there fast before my boss sees you were off campus during the day." I gave him a mock salute and hopped out of the car, walking over to Alyssa and opening the door for her too.
"You were saying about not jumping at my touch?" I teased.
"Oh sorry, I wasn't expecting you to slip your hand under my skirt on the first date," she teased back, still grinning at me and I returned the look, quickening my pace to walk next to her.
"So you're admitting that that was our first date?"
"Well you did kiss me..." she trailed off, blushing again. Damn.
"It won't be the last time,"
"We'll see."