Wanting Winter(15)

She saunters slowly towards me. My hand is still on my cock. I should put it away, tell her to fuck off, but I don’t. Her eyes are on mine and they stay on mine when she goes down to her knees and puts my cock in her mouth.

I growl out when she starts sucking.

I am totally fucked.

But I am so fucking turned on.

I grip her hair and she speeds up. I can feel my release coming and when I look down, I see her fingers between her legs, pleasuring herself. I roar out my release and she sucks up every last drop. When there is nothing left she lets me go with a pop and continues fingering herself, I continue standing there watching her until she screams out her own orgasm.

She leans on her hands on the ground, gathering her breath.

I pull up my jeans, and already the guilt starts to fill me,

What did I just do?

What did I let her do?

Candice stands and heads to the locker area getting dressed, but she doesn't say anything. I stand there like an idiot, waiting to see what she will do next. I watch as she reapplies her makeup. When she faces me, she is smirking.

“I guess you do kind of want me.” She walks slowly towards me putting her hands on my chest. “You taste really good.” She licks her lips.

“That won't happen again,” I tell her.

“Keep telling yourself that. It will happen again. Next time though, it will be you tasting me, entering me with that thick cock of yours.”

I push her away, but she still has that smirk on her face.

“What will Winter think if she finds that you let me suck you off? I think it would be the shortest relationship of the century. Don’t worry, I’ll be there to pick up the pieces.” She winks at me.

“She will hate you if you tell her.”

She shrugs. “She will forgive me, she knows what I'm like, but you, she won’t be able to forgive. You basically cheated on her after a few hours of asking her to be yours, in public may I add. How embarrassed do you think she will be? You want to keep me quiet, you need to play nice.”

I can't believe this. “So you're blackmailing me to sleep with you?”

“That is such a bad way to put it, but yes, I guess I am. You want Winter in your life, you will fuck me whenever I click my fingers.” She walks back towards me. “Come on. Fucking two girls? Just think how exciting it will be. Two girls for the price of one. I'm going to enjoy every second.” She kisses the corner of my mouth and leaves.

I sit on the nearby bench before standing again punching the locker, the pain soaring through my knuckles, but I don’t care.

Shit.

What am I going to do?

I should end things with Winter; that’s the decent thing to do. Least that way I will save her hurt and upset. I just hate that I will have to give her up, watch her be with other men. She may have said she showed no interest, but I saw her with Joshua: she was tempted.

Just imagining her fuck that asshole makes me see red.

I don’t want another man inside her.

But I guess she doesn't want me inside another girl.

Fuck my life.

Heading out of the locker room, I see Winter, with her long wavy brown hair and her perfect pale white skin, walking down the corridor with her phone in her hand. If I'm going to end things, I need to be with her just once.

I know I said our first time together would be special, but all that has gone to dust.

I storm towards her. She is putting her phone away and when she looks up noticing me, she smiles at me—such a sweet smile. It makes me feel even more of a dick.

I don’t deserve her.

But fuck it, I'm going to be with her first.

I'm going to fuck her while I can.

Pinning her to the lockers I kiss her with everything I have; it doesn't take long for her to kiss me back, just as hungry as I am with her. Lifting her so her legs are wrapped around my waist, I walk back to the locker rooms, heading back to the shower area.

Lifting her skirt further up so it's around her waist, I rip her panties in one quick motion, my fingers going straight to her wet folds. Fuck. She is dripping wet, making my dick come to life with a vengeance.

I should have fucked her this morning.

If I had fucked her, I wouldn’t have messed up, but it's too late for that now. Right now, I just want her to remember me being inside her, remember that no other man can compare to, remember that whenever another man does sleep with her, they will never compare to my dick.

I thrust inside her, causing us both to moan.

Fuck, she's so tight—so warm, so tight.

Fuck.

I don’t move for a moment, only because I'm ready to lose my load now. She feels so good. I want this to last as long as possible. Her fingers are frantic at my shirt; I help her take it off then I undo her blouse buttons, pulling it down her arms, seeing her in a black lace bra. Pulling the bra down, freeing her beautiful breasts, I take one of her nipples into my mouth. I groan when I feel her nails dig into my back.

“Trent, please move inside me,” she pleads with me.

I slowly glide out of her and move slowly back in and fuck me, it's taking so much willpower to not explode. She leans down, her face tucked into the crook of my neck, and feeling her breath on my skin causes me to get goosebumps. Feeling her breasts against me, skin against skin makes me crazy.

“Trent faster,” she says huskily in my ear.