Wanting Winter(2)

I am not completely immune: his body against mine feels really good. My core always aches for a physical release, something better than what my toys can give me, but I have very good willpower, even though my body is screaming at me to just let him fuck me.

I'm not like most girls where you have sex once with a guy and expect them to be your instant boyfriend. I know it doesn't work like that, so I know if I let Joshua please me, it would benefit me. I would get a good orgasm and he would stop bugging me.

But I also know he would tell everyone every single dirty detail.

“You’re thinking about it. I guess your little cunt does work.” I feel his erection press against me, making that ache stronger. “Give me thirty minutes and I will make you feel so good.” He grinds harder against me so that I have to hold onto his upper arms to stop from shaking. I feel his lips go to my neck, and my eyes close as I enjoy the simple feeling of lips on my skin. I get that feeling again, that someone is watching me. I open my eyes and see a very attractive man watching us. He’s leaning against the wall, looking at us like he is watching a TV show. Taking a sip of his drink, his eyes connect with mine, and it makes my whole body heat up.

How can a look be a stronger feeling than a dick pressing against my core?

Joshua continues grinding against me, but my focus is on the guy watching me. I look at his dark brown hair, and even with him a few feet away I can tell his eyes are ocean blue. They are very hypnotic. I have never seen anyone as gorgeous as him that isn’t famous. He looks like he could be a celebrity. My eyes stay on him, when Joshua straightens up, blocking my view of the mystery guy. I get a little annoyed and push Joshua away from me.

He looks at me like I'm crazy. “What the fuck?”

“I am not letting you fuck me in a room full of people.” I jump off the counter.

“Then let me take you to my room.” He tries to take my hand, but I pull it away.

“Nice try Joshua, this ain't happening. When I'm desperate enough, I will give you a call.” I smile sweetly at him and I can see anger build in his eyes.

“Fucking tease,” he spits at me.

“Doesn’t stop you to keep trying, though, does it?” I step up closer to him, my body pressed against him. “You know my cunt, as you say, is the Holy Grail. One taste, one feel and you will think you are in heaven. My pussy is tight as fuck. You know it, I know it… the whole fucking damn school knows it.”

His breathing comes in faster, and I can feel his erection against me.

I am a tease.

A very good one.

It’s the only fun I get to have seeing as I don’t spread my legs for every good-looking guy who thinks that their looks are enough.

Thinking about looks makes me want to see Mr. Mysterious again.

“I am sure you will enjoy a good blowjob from one of your many whores.” I walk around him, but he grabs hold of my arm, pulling me into him.

“I will be inside you,” he growls.

“We shall see.” I blow him a kiss before walking away from him, but the guy I wanted to see is gone. I look around the room. Nothing. Please don’t tell me I made him up in my head.

Walking to the area that is meant to be the dancefloor, I see Candice dry humping a guy while they dance. I head towards her and when she spots me, she pulls me into her, her body grinding against mine as the guy’s grinds behind her. His eyes almost bug out seeing that I have joined them.

Candice smiles wickedly at me, her body pressing harder against me. Her long, platinum blonde hair and blue eyes mean that she screams seduction. I met her during freshman year and we clicked instantly, but unfortunately for me, I have a little girl crush on her and she knows it. I also know that when she has drink in her, she takes advantage of it.

When her lips land on mine, she kisses me hard, my fingers go to her hair, pulling her into me. When she pulls back a little, she smiles at me, and we all sway to the music. I let the music take over before looking to the side and I see the guy from the kitchen watching me once again.

His eyes are trained on me.

Him just looking at me is making me feel tingly.

Like he knows what I'm thinking, he gives me a smirk and starts walking away. I step away from Candice and begin chasing after the strange guy. Everyone is in my way; I feel like I'm in a maze. Shoving my way through, I head in the direction the guy went but I have lost him again. I get to the stairs and walk up a few steps so I can have a better view of the room in front of me, but I can’t see him anywhere. Sighing in defeat, I head back outside. Grabbing another cigarette, I put it in my mouth and as I search for my lighter, a flame comes in front of me. I look up to see my mystery guy smiling at me.

Lighting up my fag, I step back, taking him all in.

Oh, my fucking God. He’s like a sex god on legs.

“Thank you,” I say, and he bows his head a little. We stand there looking at one another, not saying a word, but the air around us has changed.

Its charged up.

He just watches me, looking at me with interest.

“Are you going to say anything.” My voice gone a little shaky.

“What would you like me to say?”

Fuck me, even his voice gives me shivers. “Anything,” I say just above a whisper. I notice his eyes go a little darker. Does he know what effect he is having on me?

“I've heard men talking about you; I've seen how men look at you. It's fascinating.” He takes a drag of his cigarette.