Dauntless

11

Fuck I can't believe I'm doing this

Why am I doing this

I have officially lost my fucking mind!

I was standing in front of my mirror looking over myself, wearing the sluttiest pair of underwear that I had.

I turned around and smiled, wiggling my butt slightly. Ugh I love my ass so much, perfect and round.

I gave it a soft slap then I paused, remembering why I was dressed the way I was.

Holy fuck I'm doing this! Ugh why am I doing this!

That question circled around my head, despite me knowing the answer to that.

I knew why I was doing this.

I wanted to. I wanted to feel Eric's body pressed against mine, I wanted to feel his lips tracing sloppy kisses up and down my neck, biting and leaving his his mark.

God I needed him.

There was also the fact that I couldn't just not show up. If I didn't then I would look like a tease or worse a pussy.

Besides I knew that if I wasn't feeling it, Eric wouldn't force himself on to me.

Did I know that though?

I sighed and ran my hands through my tangled hair, hoping that would calm my nerves.

It didn't.

For fuck sakes Jessica stop being a pussy! It's just sex, nothing special, nothing crazy, just sex.

Despite the thought, I still couldn't shake the panic that was going through my head. Nothing was calming me down.

But I know what will.

I quickly ran to my kitchen before pulling out a bottle of rum.

You could never go wrong with rum.

I smiled to myself as I popped the top of and took one large swig. It started to burn as it ran down my throat, causing a small cough to come out.

I looked at the time and saw that it was almost three. Eric expects me to be waiting by his door so I needed to hurry.

I walked over to my bed and put on a loose tank top and some silk black shorts.

Here goes nothing.

I walked out my room before rushing over to Eric's. We weren't that far apart from one another, maybe three or four rooms were separating us.

I couldn't believe that I was doing this, a few weeks ago I wanted to bash his skull in with a rock, now I'm walking to his room so he could fuck me.

I hope I don't regret it.

I really hope it's not too small. I don't think it is though.

When we were um pressed up against each other at the games, I could feel him through his pants, and he sure as hell wasn't small.

Before I knew it, I was outside of Eric's door, debating with myself wether or not I should actually go through with this.

I then heard his voice through the door, and that's when my body betrayed me.

I felt an ache between my legs once again, this time stronger.

I don't know why I was feeling the way I was, this wasn't the first time I went to second base with a guy.

Four and I have crossed the line multiple time...we just never

I shook my head slightly before quickly knocking on the door.