BETWEEN YOU TWO AND I

CHAPTER 7

   'Just rip it off,' I decided finally. Remember, I'm horny and not in my right mind. That's why I just asked Hunter to shred my 150 dollar dress right off my body.

  He grabbed the slit on the side and yanked it apart. I felt my dress loosen especially around my shoulders. My breasts also felt more free seeing that it was one of those dresses you didn't need to wear a bra underneath. He pulled down the remaining length of the dress down and I stepped out of it. 

   Hunter stared at me, his mouth slightly open. He smirked slightly and passed a hand over his shaved head. I also had a thing for guys with buzz cuts. He soaked up my woman hood, my femininity, my body. I had a few stretchmarks on my stomach but he didn't seem to care. My thighs weren't as thick as hour-glass shaped girls but he didn't care.

   Chris Hunter was smitten by me. All of a sudden, his confident brash demenour was lost the second he saw me naked. I realised the power I had over him. He took off his boxers off completely and for a minute or so, we stood there staring at each other, forming perfect mental images of each other.

   'Damn,' he finally said pulling me into another titillating kiss. We collapsed onto the bed and he pulled open another condom. This time, he took me more forcefully and I could feel the rush of exhiliration in my entire lower body. My legs shook and I could only say his name in slow gaspy breaths.

  Man did he know what he was doing. All this time, he moaned into my ear, driving me crazy as we pushed and pulled back and forth. My hand grabbed for the corner of his bedsheet and I pulled with all my might.

   'Oh, Hunter,' I moaned gently biting his ear. 

  'Like that?' he said finally hitting my G-spot. My eyes blacked out. My insides got hotter and wetter than a tropical swamp. I didn't even feel it this time when he pulled out.

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   'You should stay the night, if you want. My dad doesn't mind.' 

  His dad doesn't mind. Wait, his dad knows I'm here? 

  'Okay, let me just text Kendra, and let her know I wouldn't be staying at her house,' I said pulling out my phone. It was a good idea seeing that my dress had been reduced to a rag he could use to clean the floor of the bar with.  I had absolutely nothing to wear.

I stood up to place my phone back in my mom 's Louis Vuitton bag and then invited Hunter to come lie down with me and cuddle.

   'Nah thanks,' he said spanking my ass, 'I'm gonna watch a game in the living room.'

  'Whatever,' I said pulling the duvet over my naked body. 'I'm going to sleep.' 

  'Goodnight,' he said closing the door behind him.

I woke up thrice that night and every time, Hunter wasn't lying next to me. I figured he passed out on the couch after the game and a beer.

  At around 6am, Hunter poked his head into the room and handed me a denim skirt that belonged to his deceased mom in the 80s. He also lent me one of his shirts. 

   'Thank you,' I said gratefully taking the clothes.

   I quickly freshened up in the bathroom and as I was putting on my shoes in the kitchen, I ran into Hunter 's dad who smiled when he saw me and offered me a cup of coffee.

   'No, thanks,' I said wishing the ground would swallow me. How embarrasing it was to meet a guy whose son you just fucked. 

   'Wow, that was hella awakward,' I said to myself as I recapped everything in the subway as I headed to school. 

It was so sweet how he took off my shoes, gave me the best sexual experience and let me have his bed and clothes. What more could a girl want?

  During fourth period, I purposely ran into Hunter at his locker.

  'Hey playboy,' I greeted him grabbing the front of his jacket. 'You wanna get lunch later.'

 He placed his hand on my ass and whispered right in my ear, 'No, I don't want to get lunch. Don't get it twisted Belle, it was just sex. Nothing more.'

  Nothing more. Well, that was disastrous since I thought it was something a little more than sex between us.