I had a friend, not just any friend but a best friend. He was my beautiful blond haired green eyed best friend. He was the biggest part of life, he was my partner in crime, my other half, my everything. Till he wasn't. Until he became my ruin, the o...
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My girl smirks at me. It's a wicked smile that she learned to grow into over years. She's so beautiful it almost hurts to look at her. Her beautiful dark brown skin glows in the light and those natural red lips call to me. And that body. I groan as I imagine all the things I could do that body. I'd worship every inch of skin on her like she is my goodness. Because she is. She lets out a quiet laugh that makes my heart constricted. "Did I do something wrong?" She asked. Feigning mock innocence. "You know what you did." I replied. Trying to stop my self from bending her over and fucking her senseless. "You'll have to tell me, it seems I've forgotten." She grins and my heart beats faster at the sight of it. I haven't gotten to experience her in so long. This banter, her proximity, her everything. I missed her, but instead of telling her that I narrowed my eyes. "You nearly killed Abigail." I remind her. "Oh, yeah. I did, didn't I? My real intent was to kill her. But you know they say, 'if at first you don't succeed try try again." There's a darkness in her as she says it and makes me even harder. "You're crazy." I whispered into her ear. "And you must be crazier because you love it." She replied. She grinds against my hard on to prove her point and I bring my hand to the inside of her thigh on instinct and groan. We stare at each other in the mirror for a moment. Desire reflecting in our eyes. "Maybe I should punish you." I say and drag my hand slowly up and down her thigh. I watch as her breath hitches and her breathing becomes uneasy. "How are you going to punish me? Are you going to chase me around and pull my hair like when we were younger?" She teases. I get up real close to her ear. Making sure she feels my breath on her skin and every inch of my body pressed against her when I say, "No, I think I would bend you over and spank your ass until your pussy is dripping and begging for me. And I'd only let you come on my fingers if you prove to me that you are the wicked girl I think you are." Her pupils dilate and a sound escapes her that goes straight to my cock. I bring my teeth to the shell of her ear as I continue to stare at her in the mirror. "Do you like the idea of me spanking this sexy ass?" She opens her mouth to reply but nothing comes out and a desperate look crosses her face. She whimpers and bends down over the sink and props her ass out more. "I might." She replies. Her voice comes out needy as she says it. "Fuck." Is all I can think to say. I lift her skirt and nearly cum in my pants. She wears a navy blue thong that barely covers her pussy and I nearly drop to my knees. "Shit." I spread my hands over her round ass and make my way to her pussy. She's so hot and wet for me, even through the thin fabric. "All this for me?" I ask. She nods. Just when I am about to give my girl what she needs, a knock sounds at the door. We freeze. Her eyes shoot to mine in silent question. I nod. I locked the door when I came in so no one should be able to come in. "We got to go man. It's our first practice." Hunter says through the door. I've never hated him more then in this fucking moment. "We can't miss our first day." Dean reminds me like I don't already fucking know. Felicity smiles and slowly straightens. "It's fine, I don't know what makes you think you deserve to see me cum in the first place. Maybe I'll just let someone make cum." Anger shoots up my spine and I growl. I rush forward and bend her over roughly while looking at her through the mirror. Her dark eyes glow but she makes no move to stop me. I make my way to her pussy and she inhales. A shiver going up her spine. I pull back her thong and run the tip of my fingers through the wet slit of her. Fuck, she's so warm and soft. I slowly make my way to her clit and press hard and watch her as her pretty face contort into pleasure. I move my hand away and before she can protest I slowly start to plunge into her with my fingers. "So fucking tight and wet for me." I whispered and she whimpered. The feel of her goes straight to my cock and it twitches. The ache almost unbearable. "Do you love it when I play with this pretty little pussy?" I ask. A needy nose of confirmation leaves her and I smirk. "Such a perfect pussy." I say. I start to pick up the pace, fucking her cunt with my finger's and I use my other hands too play with her clit form the front. She starts to grind her ass into my me, and quite little moans escape her. "Fuck. Don't stop." She mumbles and I can tell she's about to cum. She's so beautiful like this. "You want to come all over my fingers like a good girl?" I ask. My voice like sin. She nods and I almost don't want to do this to her but I do. I pull away and step back. Her eyes shoot open and she stands up breathing hard. Her eyes narrowed. A pause. "Bastard." Is all she's said. I don't even have to bother explaining why I did what I did. If I don't deserve to see her cum then I won't make her cum. She knows that. I grin at her and bring my fingers to my mouth and suck. Groaning at the taste of her and I don't miss the little nose that escapes her again or how her legs shake slightly. "Always knew your pussy would taste like heaven." She looks so fucking angry and it's the wickest thing. My cock is so hard I can barely breathe. This little game being a punishment for her as it is for me. I adjust myself a little to give my cock some relief. Her eyes shot to my dick like I knew it would. She grabs the sink tighter and closes her eyes as if trying to control herself. "Maybe you don't deserve cuming on my fingers or to know how it feels to cum on cock. But you sure as hell not getting it from anyone else. If you do I'm might have to kill the poor baster." There was real fury in my voice. It was supposed to be a part of the game, a tease. But as I said the words I realize how true they might be and plus the thought of her with someone else does something to me. Something dangerous. She turns around no longer looking at me through the mirror but face to face. I get closer. "Or deserve my smile or laugh. Or any of my love and forgiveness and do you know why?" I ask her. My voice loud even though I know she hates it when people shout. She doesn't move. It doesn't even look like she is breathing. I bend so we're eye to eye. "Answer me." I whispered. "Why?" Her voice was barely audible. "Because you weren't fucking here Felicity. You never came back even just once. Never came to check up on me. I spent years trying to track you down because you were my everything and you left and never looked back." My voice was pained. "I get you had to leave and you needed time. I gave you time but you never came back." I hate the broken little boy I sounded like but I needed her to understand. I made a choice and it hurt her but it hurt me too. I need her to see that. She nods as if in understanding. And I wanted to say more but I didn't. I straightened and headed out, not looking back at her because she never bothered to look back for me.
