Playing in the pool

Chapter 2

At the end of the day, Beca went to Chloe's locker to meet up with the redhead. When she got there, she saw Tom standing there flirting with Chloe.

" Fucking douche." She muttered under her breath, before walking up to Chloe and putting her arm around her waist. "Hey babe, you ready to go?" She asks while glaring at Tom.

"Do you mind? We were talking." Tom says, cutting off Chloe before she can speak.

"Yes, I do mind you speaking to my girlfriend, whom you cheated on by the way. So if you'll excuse us, we'll be on our way." Beca says, beginning to walk away with Chloe following close behind.

"Oh, I get it. You're scared she'll ditch you and come running back to me. You can't offer her what I can,and when she realises that she'll leave your ass high and dry."

"Dude, I can treat her ten times better than you can. I won't cheat on her like your dumb ass did so I won't lose her."

"Whatever. She'll be back when she realizes how terrible you are in bed. Sorry to say but nobody can rock her world like I did." He says with a cocky smirk.

Beca returns the smirk, but before she can respond, Chloe beats her to it. "Tom, I don't know where you got the idea that you are all high and mighty, but I never enjoyed sex with you. You're way too small to even reach my g-spot. Beca here can reach it within two seconds. Over the weekend, she gave me ten times more orgasms than you were able to give me in the six months that we dated." She says. Over the course of her speech, a crowd managed to form and Tom slowly lost his smirk. By the end of it, his face was red with a mixture of embarrassment and anger.

"You fucking lying bitch! I had you screaming my name every time we had sex!" He yells, earning more attention from people passing by.

"No, Tom, you didn't. I did that to make you feel better. The only times I orgasmed during sex with you was when I was in charge. Now me and my girlfriend will be leaving to go play cops and robbers." Chloe added the last part with a smirk and a wink thrown at Beca. Beca rose her eyebrow with a smirk before turning them around and heading to her car, revealing how her hand was on Chloe's ass the whole time. When they get outside, Beca speaks.

"You know, seeing you pissed off is oddly a huge turn on. Also, I wish I was taller. I mean I totally love this," she says squeezing Chloe's ass, "but I totally like these better." She says, pinning Chloe to her car when they arrive and nibbling on her exposed cleavage.

Fighting back a moan, Chloe pushes Beca off and smirks. "Save it for later. We've got at least five hours before my parents get home and your dad's still on his business trip. So let's go put these to use." She says, pulling out the handcuffs she purchased last week with a smirk.

Beca's eyes bulge and her mouth gapes. "Dude, you brought them with you? Why?"

"Incentive." She says casually. "Plus, I planned on teasing you during the day but the teachers kept looking at me. Then at lunch you were too busy arguing with Jesse." She says with a pout.

Beca quickly tries to make her feel better by beginning to ramble. "I'm sorry, baby. He wouldn't leave me alone. He kept on asking what happened this weekend and wouldn't leave it alone. He was starting to annoy me and I would've kicked his ass if he weren't my lesbro and dating your girlfriend. I really am sorry baby and-"

She's cut off by a giggling Chloe. "Babe, it's fine. I don't mind. Plus, I can always tease you on the way home." She says with a wicked grin before getting in the car. Beca stands there before shaking her head and going around to the other side of the car.

Pulling out of the parking lot, Beca starts heading to their houses. Not even two minutes after she pulled out of the driveway, she feels a hand on her thigh rubbing light circles. She takes a quick glance towards Chloe, who's on her phone texting. Assuming that she's just being innocent, Beca turns back towards the road. About a minute later she feels the hand inch higher, getting closer and closer to her groin, before finally covering it and starting to rub it over the denim of her jeans. Her eyes drift closed involuntarily, and she lets out a loud moan. She shoots her eyes back open and turns to glare at Chloe who's still texting with one hand while rubbing Beca's jean covered cock with the other.