Fire meet gasoline (Skeet Ulrich)

11.

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I wasn't in a good mood. And neither was Skeet. I laughed, chatted with Naiia, Jake and KJ, but I saw how he refused Corin and when he caught me looking at them, he passionately kissed her. The whole situation was fucked up and I knew I shouldn't go. But on the other side, KJ was so happy. He was smiling all day long, always asking me if I need anything. I didn't want to ruin his mood. 

After we ate, we kept sitting around bonfire, although it was very cold. I was shivering, so KJ brought me a blanket and pulled me closer to him. Even though I said we're friends, I think that everybody knew there was something more. Well, Skeet definitely knew. He was smoking a lot for these past hours and I didn't like it. And I said it to him. It was dark night and I was about to go to tent, KJ was already there and me and Skeet bumped into each other. 

"You smoke a lot," I mentioned as he had cigarette in his mouth again. 

"Like you care," he murmured. 

"I do."

"Just shut the fuck up, Victoria, keep your bullshit for the one you're fucking with," he growled angrily and I gulped. 

"Excuse me?" tears were in my eyes already. 

He didn't even look at me. I came to his car, put his jacket off of me and left it there. I dried my tears and walked to the tent, in bralette and panties only. I felt his gaze on my almost naked body, but I didn't care. KJ was half sleeping, but when I cuddled to him, he was immediately awake. 

"I didn't want to wake you up," I whispered to him. 

"You didn't ... Aren't you cold, Vics?" he looked at my barely covered body. 

"Well ... would you warm me up?" I suggested and he nodded with smile. He pulled me closer to him and gently pressed his lips on mine. One of his hands was around me while other one was massaging my breast. I was caressing his cheeks and roaming up and down his abs. We couldn't have sex, cause the tent was so small, so we both were just stroking one another, until KJ got really horny. 

"God, I want you so bad, baby," he said lustfully, eyes covered with pleasure. I wanted him as well, so I lied on him and he entered me. We both started kissing and I was slowly riding him. Then I wanted to quicken the speed up and as we both were close to orgasm, I threw my head back in delight and my hair got stuck in tent construction. 

"KJ," I hissed as I couldn't move my head because of it. He was digging his fingers into my hips, still fucking me, but all the pleasure from my body faded away because it really hurt and I couldn't move. 

"KJ," I hit his arm and he finally looked at me. 

"What?" he glared. 

"My hair is stuck in here and I can't move."

He started laughing so hard, that whole tent started shaking.

"Shut up, you dork, you'll wake them," I covered his mouth and felt pain as some strands of my hair ripped from my head, "help me, please," I said with laughter, because the situation couldn't be more ridiculous. He was under me, naked and horny, I was on him with his penis still inside of me, also naked, and almost all of my hair was caught in the upper construction. He kneeled and tried to took it out of there. 

"Slower, it hurts," I cried in pain. 

"I'm almost done, baby, hold on," he whispered and then I felt relief, finally. I hold the place where my hair was ripped because of the pain, but it was good to be free. I kissed him and thanked him.