My Brother's Best Friend

Chapter 15

Cameron

I'm in the best mood when I walk into first period. Nobody can bring me down, not even Ms. Peters as she scolds me for being late. I was late all for good reason.

Maddie.

We lost track of time, too wrapped up in each other to stop. I repaid her for what she did to me this morning, and my head was between her legs for at least an hour.

I'm not complaining whatsoever.

With a smug grin still stuck to my face, I sink down into my chair and watch as Sadie quickly turns around to face me. "You seem to be in a good mood this morning," she notes, and it seems like she's hiding something. Like she knows something I don't.

"And?" I question. "Can I not have a good day?"

"Oh, you can..." she trails off as she analyzes her chipped pink nail polish. "I'd just like to know why you ignored my calls all night."

Did she call me?

Maybe she did.

"I was sleeping," I lie. "Practice got out late. I was tired."

"And that would have been such a good excuse," she replies with sarcasm, her eyes narrowing slightly as she brings her voice down to a whisper. "But see, when I drove by your house, guess what I saw?"

I try to think of something quick, already knowing where she's going with this. I should have thought about this sooner.

I roll my eyes, attempting to stall while I think of an excuse. "What did you see?"

"Little miss goody good's car parked in your driveway. What was her car doing there at midnight, Cam?"

The teacher eyes the both of us from the corner of the room, so Sadie turns back around to face the front.

"What is everyone's obsession with us being together?" I hiss quietly. "I'm not seeing her. I'm not doing anything with her. Ethan's car had a flat tire so he drove her car to my house last night. Do you honestly think I'd make a move on Maddie?" The story makes sense, and since she and Ethan aren't close I highly doubt she'd ask him to verify if what I said was true. At least I hope not.

"Sorry," Sadie mumbles. "I just wanted to be sure."

"And if I did have another girl over it's none of your goddamn business. You aren't my girlfriend, Sadie. I don't do girlfriends. You're just a quick fuck, so know your place and stop driving by my house at night like a stalker."

"Mr. Holden." Ms. Peters clears her throat to grab my attention. "Something you'd like to address with the class?"

"No," I reply with a cocky smile, leaning back more in my chair as I hear sniffles escape from Sadie. "I've said my peace."

***

By lunchtime, I feel famished. I never got a chance to eat breakfast this morning, and when I enter the cafeteria to get in line I see Maddie and Maya at a table. Maddie has on an old sweatsuit of mine from a few years ago since she had nothing else to wear, and something about her being in my clothing makes my dick already ready for her.

My god. You'd think that after two straight days of pleasing her, I'd get bored, or tired, but I'm thinking of all the different positions I want her in when Ethan comes up and taps me on the shoulder. "Yo, why weren't you on the game last night?" he asks.

I picture Maddie's tongue all on my dick—the way she sucked on that finger with my come dripping off of it.

"I was tired after practice," I lie. "Coach ran us fucking dry yesterday."