Fuckk!
I need to stop thinking of her.
I slap my palm against Sam’s ass, no jiggle. Emma’s would jiggle. Frustrated with myself and my lack of self control, I grab the gel and condom at the end of the bench.
I’m going to fuck Emma out of my system.
Ass prepped and condom on, I line myself up to the ringed hole and slide home.
“Shit, shit, shit.” This is what I needed.
Muffled moans almost take me out of the moment.
“Shut the fuck up, this isn’t for you this is for me. Vile sluts don’t get pleasure, they get used and tossed aside.” She tries to buck back at my rebuke.
Digging my fingers into the flesh of her hips I set a brutal pace, halting any further resistance.
Damn I wish there was more ass bouncing back against my dick. Emma would be fighting me. I’d have evidence of her fire, she’d leave scratches all over me. My toes curl, my thrusts get jerky, blood rushes from all over my body to one area. Spots start to form and tingles shoot across my skin.
I pull out, rip off the condom, flipping Sam over.
Just as my nut starts to spray her face, I shout out, “Fuckkkk! Emmaahh!”
Sam’s eyebrows almost lift off her head as she tries to express her anger, but the gag keeps her blissfully silent.
“What? Did you think it was you that got me to come that hard?” Dumb bitch, she can figure out how to get herself out of the gag. I turn, laughing as I strut out of the room.
EMMA
I
‘m still reeling at what happened in the hallway at school yesterday. I’m just not sure how I’m supposed to feel. Was I turned on? Did the idea of being at the mercy of Rowan get me hot, and if it did, what does that say about me? I feel like I set women back one hundred years with my wanton behavior.
“Wah gwan, my girl?” Shay coaxes me back to the present. I can debate the gray areas of the feminist movement another time.
“Mi deh here.” I attempt patois, and the cackle that Shay lets out tells me it was a poor one.
“Nice try, Ry, but no. It’s mi deh yah.”
“I had to try. It always sounds so smooth when you do it,” I huff out.
“Even my accent isn’t as good as my mom’s. Whenever we visit Jamaica, I’m instantly dubbed a Yankee,” she says, trying to make me feel better.
“Yeah, yeah. What are you doing this weekend? Now that I’m not working anymore I need to turn in my uniform, but then I’m free. I was thinking you could come over, and I can finally introduce you to 90s teen movies.” Her face scrunches like it’s the last thing she wants to do, so I tack on, “You owe me bitch.”
“Fine. I miss your sister and brothers anyway.”
“Pleasure doing business with you,” I reply, my mouth arching into a victorious smile.
She reaches for the collar of my shirt.
Dammit.
I thought I covered Rowan’s mauling of my neck.
“Ummm, something you want to tell me?”
I shrug her off, zipping my hoodie higher to cover the evidence.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I aim for ignorance, but she’s not buying what I’m selling.
“So, you don’t know how you got five love bites on your neck?” She snarks, angling her face to mine.
“Uggh, fine. RowanmighthavecorneredmeandIlethimfeelmeupbeforecomingtomy sensesandheadbuttinghim,” I rush out. Maybe if I say it fast, she won’t hear who did what.
Her mouth drops open, almost hitting the ground. “Crazy best friend say what now?”
I bloom red and groan. “You heard me, don’t make me repeat myself.”
If I thought she was laughing at me before, it has nothing on the whole belly roaring she’s doing now, bent over trying to catch her breath, as tears cascade down her face.
“Woahhh mi bawdy.” She sucks in more air. “I don’t think I heard you right. Did you say what I think you said?”
Reaching over to her, I pinch her arm.
“Ouch!” she cries out in between laughter.
“Don’t laugh at my pain.”
People look at us like we have two heads as they pass us in the hallway.
Once our giggle fit ends and she says, “Come on Ry, you gotta admit, your life has become hella entertaining.”
“Bitch, I’m Riverdale,” I snort out, trying to hold in my laugh. My life has become some Freeform teenage dramedy.
We head in the direction of our first period class.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.