Shattered

Chapter 3

"It wasn't really a question, babe" the words rang through my mind.

I had never really been one to hook up with guys like Skye. As his fairly large hands dragged me across the dance floor I suddenly panicked. It's not that he wasn't good looking, because he was, it was that he was a college student and something about him seemed dark and mysterious. I wasn't going to get pushed around by a college guy. My thoughts suddenly ended when he pulled me right in front of him and whispered, "Dance for me" in my ear, trailing his lips along my jaw. 


"I already told you I didn't want to dance." I quickly fired back at him, pushing him away slightly. I remember Skye always telling me to have a little fun, so I will take this as my opportunity. 


"You're feisty, I like my girls that way," The curly haired boy said while staring down at me.

"So you're in college, right?" he asked, lips ghosting over mine. Remembering that I would never see him again after this, anyway. 


I nodded, to focused on his face to care. He was scary, yet I was so drawn to him. I wanted him, longed for him. 

"Kiss me." I said feeling almost to vulnerable. 
He did exactly what I said, holding me against the wall. I wasn't a slut, but I wasn't a virgin either. As his soft plump lips moved along with mine, I felt something different. I ignored the fact I actually felt a connection from him and remembered that he probably hooks up with girls all the time.


"Let's go somewhere more private," He suggested brushing his lips across my neck. 
I quickly nodded, not wanting any people from my school seeing me with this older guy, rumors spread around my school like a hawk. He opened the men’s restroom door, and I followed in behind him. I felt a little regret as he locked the door to the bathroom realizing what I'd gotten myself into.

"We should continue what we started," he whispered while winking at me. Before I could even reply his hands gripped my waist as he planted a small kiss on my forehead.

"Strip for me, babe," he ordered hotly, while pulling off his shirt. I did as he said, hoping for the best rather then the worst.

"You're beautiful, but you'd look even better with that bra out of the way." He smirked as he reached around me to unsnap my bra. I still had my pants on, not revealing my panties.

"May I do the honor?" His tone changing to a more playful tone. 
I gulped and nodded my head unsure of what I should do. He jerked my shorts down, next slipping off my shoes. He then placed kissed all over my body, laying me down on the cold damp floor. I forgot all of my surroundings only focusing on the beautiful guy that's laying on top of my almost naked body. He took my right nipple into his mouth, kneading my left breast and trailing his free hand inside my panties. I was a moaning squirming mess beneath him as he started to rub slow circles around my clit. I never had this type of attention from my ex, it was just have sex until we both cum and be done with it. I wanted more, god I needed more, I was probably soaking. It felt so right, but I knew I was just going to be a one night stand, I didn't really want that. 

"I don't want to have s-sex." I stuttered almost scared of the things he would do to me. 


"Don't worry so much, babe. It'll be great." He smirked. As soon as I started to completely regret this decision, there was a knock on the bathroom door. 


"I've got to get going, that's probably my date looking for me." I said with an almost frightened tone as I slipped my clothes on. I knew it probably wasn't Adam, but I needed to get away from this man. 

I jerked the door open as soon as I got completely dressed and put my heels on. On the other side of the door, stood Adam waiting to get inside. Oh shit.