Beyond us (all of us #3) 18+

S E V E N

D I E S E L

Long blonde ribbons of hair run along the sides of my bare stomach and I'm almost mesmerized by the sight of it as I brush it away from her face. Watching it swish back and forth while she moves over my lap, I push my fingers past her hairline, revealing big, round eyes already staring up at me through long lashes.

She looks way too fucking good like this.

How could someone look so pretty with a dick stuffed in their mouth?

Her lips are almost swollen, taking on an even brighter shade of pink just from being wrapped around me, kissing and sucking. Her eyes stay still on mine, speaking to me the words I'd love to hear her say. I can't help but groan when she takes me deeper down her throat, wishing I could just have more of her.

I want to be her first. Her only.

Even if I'm not, when the time comes I'll be so deep inside of her, she'll never stop thinking of me. She won't be able to.

She'll hear the word fuck and her mind will go straight to me. I want to leave a mark in her so deep she can't say my name without feeling my hands, my tongue, and every inch I fill her with. I bet her pussy tastes like the sweetest fucking candy.

Maybe it is best that we're taking our time.

I realized pretty quickly on that Chloe wasn't like the others. She didn't just hang with me for whatever brownie points it got her around school, and she didn't just try to fuck me so that she could run off and tell her friends about it either. It was the complete opposite actually. She didn't want anyone to know, and as insulting as it was initially, now it's just a breath of fresh air.

Just when I start to get into it, she stops. Lifting her head completely, and sliding me all the way past her lips with a small pop. Still stroking me with one hand, I can't help but notice the hint of uncertainty behind her eyes. I noticed something was off with her earlier, but I chalked it up to her sore ankle after that fucking demon Makenna tripped her during cheer practice.

"What's wrong, babe..." I say as I let go of a breath, playing with the hair that's laying over my thigh.

"Nothing..."

I brush my thumb across her plump bottom lip and drag it lightly down her chin until it's pinched in my grip, urging her to talk to me. "Chloe."

"Okay. Fine." She rises to a stand, and it's almost painful to see her upright when only a few seconds ago I was about ready to blow, but I need to know what's up. "It's just...Makenna—"

"Fucking what now?"

I raise my jeans and swing my legs off the side of the bed before raking my hair back.

Of course I knew some shit would start the closer we got to the new school year. It's Makenna, and if anyone knows how psychotic she is, it's me.

If anyone knew this would all potentially blow up in my face, it's me. But I didn't care about any of that when faced with a once in a lifetime chance to be alone with the most unattainable girl to walk the halls. The same unattainable girl I'd been wanting since my balls dropped.

Shit, I still don't care now.

Only reason I might feel even the slightest type of way is because Chloe cares. She cares too much about a lot of things that she really shouldn't.

With her arms crossed tightly over her chest, she pivots away from me. "See this is why I didn't want to say anything."

"No, you should always say something." I take her by her hips and spin her my way, looking at her sideways when we're face to face. "Especially if it has to do with her starting some stupid shit."