Only In Your Dreams...

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Chapter 1

“Aye, meet me after practice we can all go together man!” Marcel Hooper yelled to his teammate. He was the only fine young dude at Harvest Hill High that all the girls wanted. If they threw themselves and were easy, he had them. He was never one to go for a challenge; one way in and one way out was his motive. Crater Maliha Spencer shook her head as he walked through the halls, never noticing he was approaching her. Deeply she only wished he’d notice who she was. Her every wish is to leave high school with one kiss from any dude. It was just Marcel Hooper was the perfect guy though; he was about 5’7”, dark brown skin, beautiful plump pink lips with a mustache around them, slightly skinny guy, with his ears pierced. He was a full package with his clothing and shoe collection; she would just fall into his arms any day if he held them out for her.

“Crater.” Marcel whispered, where only she could hear him. Yet, Crater’s thoughts continued.

She could have sucked on his lips and abs all night long if he’d let her. Hell, she would’ve done whatever he wanted all night long if it was her way. She sighed and snapped back into reality from a tap on her left shoulder. Coming up from her lean on the blue lockers, she adjusted her textbooks.

“You ready baby,” Marcel asked.

“Huh?” a stunned look formed across her face.

“Crater, baby I told you I would drive you home and hurry back to school for ball practice. You okay?,” he placed his back hand on her forehead jokingly checking her temperature.

Going along with everything she nodded unknowingly and tensed up to his long, scrawny arms wrapping around her waist. She couldn’t believe what was happening.

“You been acting strange lately girl” Marcel interrupted her thoughts

“Oh you have no idea” she mumbled as Marcel’s bestfriend Chase Walker came around the corner yelling, “STATE THIS YEAR OR NAHHH? Hooper bouta drop 61 points a game on them boys. HOLLA AT MY BOY!” Chase was the heavy set light skin cutie at Harvest Hill that did nothing but scream. You didn’t have to see his butt coming through because you couldn’t help but hear him first.

“uh what babe I can’t hear you… hold up Crater” Marcel said to her over Chases mouth.

“Bruh wassup, you ready for the season or what? I got mad cash on you boy so you better bring it just like the last three years you’ve been playing.” Chase said while gritting his teeth and slapping hands with Marcel.

Keeping the conversation brief, “I gotchu man, you know me” Marcel said while using one hand to point at Chase and the other to grab Craters hand and heading to his car.

As they were walking to the car Marcel playfully picked her up off her feet and spun her around.

“Wait! Wait stop!” she said in between giggles while her textbooks pressed against her chest. She thought to herself, “am I completely out of my mind. This dude is MY man.” She couldn’t seem to register the days before actions that had led to this point, but to be quite honest, she didn’t care. SHE HAD A MAN!

“Ight get down, aint nobody about to play with you girl” Marcel joked.

“You wish you could” she said with a wink. She slowly placed her hand over her mouth like she had heard a bad word and was about to snitch. She couldn’t believe she was first of all, trying to actually flirt dirty and was so lame with it.

Biting the bottom left corner of his lip Marcel mocked, “HA! You cute ma, get in. Before you learn how to play WITH ME tonight!”

Arriving at her house he walked inside like it was natural, as If they’ve done this before or something. She turned around to close the front door and lock it and right when she was at the bottom lock Marcel began undressing.

“Whoa” she yelled holding her hands out like ordering someone to stop. “What are you doing?” she asked puzzled.

“Babe I have practice in an hour today we have plenty of time” he replied grapping her belt loop and biting his lip pulling her toward him. Like a robot she proceeded. He began unbuckling her pants and completely pulling her top off. He left nothing exposed except her bra and matching underwear; he examined her and wrapped his arm around her and began sucking her neck. Sitting down on the arm of the couch in the living room where you first walk in, Crater wondered why her grandmother wasn’t home. But that quickly was tossed out of her mind when she jumped from Marcel’s touch in her panties.

“Girl wassup with you? You aint never jumped before. This usually is your favorite part of the day.” He whined. “RELAX!” he mouthed to her which was almost a whisper.

She nodded. Carter wasn’t feeling the exposure of her living room and surly didn’t feel that he said “you aint never jumped before.” And “this usually is your favorite part of the day”. She wasn’t quite sure what was going on but her hormones sure did. Mindlessly she grabs his neck and whispers in his ear, “My bed baby”

He clenched her thighs with his big hands to pick her up. Crater swayed her hips side to side from the feeling of his abs pressed against her inner thighs. Feeling her movement Marcel smiled, “Chill I know you ready. Let me lay you down first.” He reached the bedroom and threw all her clothes off the bed and threw Crater onto it. He roughly grabbed her left ankle and pulled her to the edge. Crater adjusted to the rough yanking and sat up. Marcel began cockily pulling her panties down. “You gone open up?” he asked arching his perfect right thick eyebrow. Crater followed and opened up. He was going in to get a taste of her cookie to only dramatically back out quickly holding his nose. “CRATER YOU STINK GIRL!!” he blurted out.

Crater awakened with a loud gasp, only to suddenly hear the words of, “CRATER GET UP YOUR GONNA BE LATE FOR SCHOOL,” her half-sister Essence hollered from the bathroom, “OR YOU COULD STAY HERE, IM SURE NO ONE WOULD NOTICE.” Essence chuckled at her own self as If her joke was funny. Crater whipped the sweat from her forehead and realized it was only the same dream she had dreamt for three weeks already.

“Never mind Essence chile’, get on up and get you some breakfast beautiful” her grandmother, Nana Augustine whispered with a smile. 

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