Life Match

Day Three

"Sage," Jericho catches up to me walking to school. He falls into step with me, "How are you today?"

"I'm fine," I reply.

"How's Azariah?"

"He's good too," I answer rather coldly. Truthfully, I'd been avioding Jericho. The us we were before was not the us we were now and it was painfully obvious. I'd just started to forget the idea of an us when the Life Match Accord were revoked and ruined everything.

"Are you avoiding me, Sage?" Jericho steps in front of me, blocking the way.

I pause before I answer, "I'm just really confused."

"So you're scared?" Jericho states upruptly, "You're scared what will happen if we have a thing. You're scared to have to choose."

Yes. "No," I refute quickly, "It's just... I promised Riah I'd wait for him."

Jericho leans in close, "Well I don't see him anywhere... Do you?"

I hold my breath, a shy "No," leaving my lips. Jericho connects his lips to mine in a soft kiss and I melt into it, my body already responding to it.

"Pretty girl," Riah's voice sounds in my head and I pull away, a blush igniting my face. Jericho looks at me oddly before I take off running into the building.

***

I don't know why I bothered running. Jericho did teach my class after all. Because self dense class focused a lot on blocks, and breaking holds, there were plenty of moments when Jericho gets the chance to touch me. He'd reposition my hands, my hips, stands behind me and guides me. I hate it because I kind of love it, which makes me even more frustrated. When I walk out the gym Riah is outside. I run to him, sweaty and in need of protection from Jericho.

"Hey," Riah pulls me into a hug. I hug him back, "I was thinking we could do something today?"

"Let me change." I quickly shower and change into my uniform. When I get out to the front of the school, Jericho grabs me first.

"Are you busy later this week?"

"Yes," I respond immediately.

His face falls, "I was looking forward to doing something with you but if you're bust it's fine."

I kiss him on the cheek, "I'll get back to you on that."

Jericho pecks me softly on the lips before walking away with a grin on his face. Before I can comprehend, Riah has me by the arm and is dragging me back into the school. He shoves me into a janitor's closet and makes quick work of removing my panties and pushing up my skirt. He connects his lips to mine and I hear him struggle to get his belt undone. He grips both my thighs and lifts me up before he thrusts into me quickly and hard. This is a punishment fuck and I shouldn't be enjoying it.

"Whose are you?" He growls into my ear.

"Yours," I moan. He pulls back my collar and attaches his lips to the skin there. He sucks and nibbles at it aggressively and I know it will be a hickie soon after. His finger rubs my clit as he continues to thrust into me.

I cry out as an orgasm rips through my body. Riah slaps a hand over my mouth and keeps going, prolonging the sensation until he comes as well. He lowers me back to the ground and we re-adjust ourselves. As soon as he finished he leaves and I follow him out with no other choice.

"Riah what's wrong?" I place a hand on his shoulder and he keeps going, headed towards his classic yellow sports car.

"Nothing, Love," He responds, but doesn't look at me.