The Queen Bee

26. Seb

Author's Note: Some offending and mature words ahead. You've been warned! Thank you! xxx

I need to clarify a few things. A few new things that happened to me.

First, I never brought a girl home. I do the deed somewhere but my house. I don't know why, but it seemed too personal for me to bring someone inside my room when I am not even willing to call or see them again. Girls tend to assumed things are great relationship wise when a guy bring them home, so I didn't try before. I don't need that kind of drama in my life. But through jealousy, I didn't think about anything last night but to have her, damn selfish I know, but I have this feeling that I needed to show her she's mine.

Second, I never hug much more cuddle after sex. Girls love that shit but I'm not one to do things that makes them harbor unnecessary feeling with me after a random sex. But look at me now, snuggled close to a sleeping Lola in my very own bed, in my very own room. And neither I like to let her slip my grasp anytime soon.

Third, I never get to unload my you know what I mean  in a condom while inside girl's pussy before. I'd like to, I mean, that's the normal thing to do, right? But I can't. I need some mouth to suck me before I can avail to released my loads. But with Lola, it only takes me a few pump, and hearing her moaned my name loudly while unclasping her insides into me made it impossible for me to last longer than I imagine. And it was overwhelming.

Third, I never did a repeat. I have all the energy to do so but I can't find it in my mood to do a single girl twice in a row. It wasn't as entertaining for me anymore. But with Lola, the sex was amazing. So amazing that we did it again for a couple more times.

But you know what the funny thing about it? I can't quiet have enough of her. My dick is still rock hard, and to be honest I am controlling myself from waking her up any minute now.

Fourth, never did I ever touch a virgin. Virginity comes with a clingy girl following you everywhere, I never have the patience dealing with them. Plus virgin means never have the same experience as not, and with my situation needing the girl to give me a head before cumming, it wasn't really ideal to associate myself with virgins. But here I am, never thought in my entire existence that the only girl I ever wanted this much was a virgin.

I can't grasp on the idea that despite her being on and off relationship since she was fifteen, she was still virgin until we done the deed three hours ago.

Lola and virgin in one sentence doesn't really make sense, but she was. I don't know how I'd feel about that. I might as well start orienting myself how to be in a relationship because she would definitely ask for it once she realized everything in the morning.

I looked at her face, absolutely fucking beautiful and carefree. She looked damn beautiful in her sleep.

I searched for my phone in my flushed carpeted floor to check the time. My alarm clock seemed missing from my bedside table after our not so subtle making love last night. Making love, my foot! I snorted at myself, learning that it was already 2 in the morning but I am still very much awake. And hard.

I carefully untangled Lola's arms from my waist and silently leave her to get some water from the personal fridge I installed inside my room.

Still looking at the goddess in my bed, I gulped the water in one go. Too much engrossed with the idea of eating her out to wake her up. But I decided against it when I looked at her face. She looked so peaceful, I do have a heart to respect her needed rest than my growing lust so I leave the room to get some air or else I might have attack her with no consideration. My self control is wearing thin and I wanted to pull my hair to wake me up to this crazy need to be inside her again.

One taste and what? I become so addicted to her that I might as well be called a fucking pervert.

"What are you doing here?"I asked Cliff when I surprisingly saw him sprawled in the soft couch, beer in one hand, while watching tv.

He laughed at me. He looked at me mischievously.

"You fuck her."He stated. I furrowed my brows. Cliff isn't the type to care with my sex life so I didn't get it when he told me that. I fucked her, so what?

He laughed again, he stand up and slapped my shoulder playfully. I get to smile at that. I sit down in the double lazy sofa, looking at Cliff curiously.

"What are you up to?"I asked.

"Dude, you fucked Lola Andrews!"He said again. What the hell.

"We both past that the first and second time you said it. What's the big deal?"

"The big deal was, Lola never did it before!"He announced. I was taken aback. Why did I not aware of that before? I literally stalk her. And Cliff knew?

"Man, all the guys talk. I mean, the exes! Well, they all fell for her but she never allowed anyone near third base, you're the first!"He grinned proudly at me.

I am proud too. But it was clouded with the idea of other guys talking about Lola like that. It was a troubling thought.

"Whose these guys are we talking about?"I gritted my teeth.

"Chill dude!"Cliff laughed at me. "You're already pussy whip!"he said, still laughing.

I snorted at him, not able to say anything because clearly I am. But denying it seemed easier than acceptance so I decided to leave the subject behind.

"What are you doing here?" I asked again.

"I got worried. And Logan made me tailed your car man. He was fucking worried you're gonna hurt his sister. You looked real mad earlier when you two leave the party."Je simply explained.

I stand up and opened the fridge in the room. You see, all of my favorite rooms in my house have a fridge, full of drinks of my choice. It was helpful for the times like this, I don't need to go around the whole house to get something from the kitchen.

After grabbing a can of beer, I sat again, watching a rerun of football game.

"Nothing to be worried about, we are fine."I answered.

Cliff laughed a little, he chugged on his beer before opening his mouth again.

"I get that the moment I was in the third floor, hearing the loud banging and much louder moans from your room. I can't even sleep in the guest room designated to mine, you guys were doing it so loudly."He smirked at me. I laughed, yeah, but hearing him say those words gave me flashbacks from earlier and it makes me hard again. I imagined Lola spread wide for me at my own bed, her back formed an arc, both of her hands holding the sheets tightly while moaning my name repeatedly. What the fuck?

"I almost thought that since you brought her here, you were gonna start cuddling and all that girly shit. But then you are here now, so I guess nothing has change."Cliff continued, rocking his head, not looking at me.

I groaned. Fuck, I wanted her again.

Cuddling. I did cuddle her though.

But I didn't voice it out, because it's weird to say those things to your best friend who thought you otherwise.

"Whatever dude."I said to him instead. I was too exhausted now after a couple of beers and my eyes were ready to drop so I just lifted my feet to find a perfect and comfortable position.

It was better to sleep her than go back and lost all my self control to Lola.

My lazy couches are perfect to sleep on and though I'd really like to cuddle Lola more, it's better to leave her alone for now before she run away from me thinking I'm a starve pervert.

"Be ready though. Lola seemed like the type of girl who don't sleep around. Though she kinda made a reputation of a playgirl, she didn't really sleep around. She might tie you up after tonight."Cliff snickered loudly, he lifted his feet too, having the idea of sleeping at the large couch too.

I didn't reply. I wanted to say I don't care, I'm willing to be in whatever relationship she'd be asking. But sleep dragged me. I'd think about all of it tomorrow when she wakes up.