5. Chapter Five
Maya
I decided not to call or text the guys after our night together. I left things as they were and went back to school feeling like a million bucks. I’d had a great Thanksgiving break, and despite my parents being the usual dicks, I was in great spirits.
Kara invited me to Christmas, but I declined. My sister had managed to get time off, and the two of us were heading to Florida for some fun in the sun.
The second semester of school flew by for me.
I started my nursing clinicals, and between that, work, school, and time at the clinic, I barely had time for friends.
I caught up with Kara, Stephanie, Arturo and Karma every other Friday night when my friends dragged me out of my dorm room.
Terri went out most nights without me, but still it was nice catching up with her without the stress of cramming homework between our conversations.
By the end of the school year, I was ready to be done. Even though I had signed up for eight weeks of summer school to put me on track to graduate on time and not need an extra semester like so many other students usually did, I still got three weeks of freedom between my semesters.
It was the last day of living in the dorms for most, so many students were moving out and packing up.
Me and Terri had already signed the papers to keep our dorm for the next year, and I paid for my summer tuition so I didn’t have to move out for the summer.
It made things so much easier and gave us time to hang out with our friends while they packed up.
I was down in the freshman floor, helping Kara pack up.
Marcos would be coming down with a truck to help her take all her stuff home for the summer break.
I wasn’t sure how I felt about seeing him again, after everything since Thanksgiving.
I never called him or his friends after our night together.
Kara had assured me he was fine with it, but I still felt bad.
I hadn’t wanted to cause any drama between me and Kara, nor did I want to cause any drama between Kara and her brother. Truth of the matter was, I just didn’t have the time for a relationship right now, not with how packed my schedule was. I barely even had time for my friends .
There was a knock on the dorm door, startling Kara and I out of our conversation of summer plans while we packed. I continued packing Kara’s books, while she opened the door. “Hey,” Marcos’s deep voice said.
I looked over my shoulder to find not only Marcos but also Jason and Nico standing behind him in the doorway. My heart leapt in my chest as I forced a smile to my lips and stood up to greet them properly. “Hey guys.”
Marcos smiled easily at me as he moved into the room. He hugged his sister, before he moved on and hugged me warmly. “Hey, Maya.”
“Hey, Marcos.” I savored his hug, loving every moment of being back in his arms. Glancing over Marcos’s shoulder, I found Jason watching me with an eyebrow raised, his gray eyes giving nothing else away.
Nico was smiling broadly though, as he entered Kara’s dorm room. It was a tight fit with the five of us already in there. Stephanie had moved out the day before, but she and Kara would be back on my floor when they returned in the fall.
I pulled away from Marcos’s as Nico barreled past Jason, pushing him out of the way, and wrapped his arms around me, lifting me in a bone tight hug. “Hey,” I murmured, holding him just as tight.
“Hi, beautiful.” Nico’s voice was soft and right next to my ear. “You’ve been a bad girl. ”
I chuckled softly. “Punish me later?”
“Careful,” Jason warned, his gaze stern. “You don’t know what you’re asking for.”
“And sister is still in the room!” Kara exclaimed, shaking her head.
Marcos laughed and smacked my ass. I jumped, startled, and yelped.
Kara groaned and grabbed a box. “I’m going to the car. Don’t fuck on my bed.”
I immediately blushed, my cheeks going hot as embarrassment rolled over me.
Marcos laughed again and pressed against my back, pushing me into Nico. “Fucking hell, you smell amazing.”
“I just want to eat you,” Nico groaned. He bit down gently on the side of my neck, making me groan low in my throat.
“Did you get our note?” Jason asked.
“Straight for the jugular, huh?” I asked, eyeing him warily.
“Darlin’, you have no idea,” Jason muttered. He still looked stone face, and I wondered if he was pissed that I hadn’t called or texted.
“Note received, but I didn’t think we were doing anything more than having fun,” I said, trying to deflect his anger.
“Can’t have fun if there’s no contact,” Jason shot back.
I smiled, “You miss me?” I pulled away from Nico and Marcos and pressed myself into Jason’s chest. “You wanted to see me again?”
Jason rolled his eyes, but his hands rested on my hips, holding me tightly. “I didn’t say that.”
“But you did, without using the actual words.” I grinned up at him. “Am I in trouble, big guy?”
He growled before he captured my lips in a filthy, passionate kiss. I moaned and wrapped my arms around him, holding on tight as he lifted me. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I fiercely kissed him back.
I felt my phone being tugged out of my back pocket and didn’t even care. They would find that I did indeed add their numbers, but never texted them.
Clinging to Jason as he took a seat on Kara’s bed, I found myself straddling his lap once again. “This feels familiar,” I murmured, breaking their kiss.
“Too many clothes for it to be familiar,” Jason shot back.
There was a loud knock on the dorm door, before Kara yelled out. “Are you decent?”
“No,” I called back, before I slowly slid off Jason’s thighs.
“Too bad, I’m coming in,” Kara grinned wickedly as she walked in the room.
I blushed but rolled my eyes at my friend’s antics.
Two hours later we had packed up all of Kara’s stuff into Marcos’s Chevy pickup truck. “Come on, Maya, we’re getting lunch,” Marcos called to me as he finished tying down the boxes in the bed of the truck.
Nico wrapped an arm around my shoulders before I could back out.
He led me around the side of the truck. He opened the backdoor and waited for me to climb up into the crew cab truck.
When Jason climbed in the other door, and Nico followed me in the back, I was surprised, yet not surprised, to find myself sandwiched between the two men on the bench seat.
On cue, as the doors shut, they both spread their thighs out, taking up all the available space in the back. I rolled my eyes at their predictability, but decided to play with fire, setting my hands on both their thighs and squeezing just above the knee.
“Shit,” Nico yelped, flinching away.
Jason jumped as well, but kept quiet.
I smirked as I suddenly had all the leg space available to me, and spread out.
“No hanky-panky in the back seat,” Kara said.
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” I replied.
By the time we reached the bar Marcos wanted to have lunch at, I was a dripping mess in my jean shorts. There was no way I was going to be able to sit through lunch with one of my best friends and not flirt back, or touch, the men around me. It was going to be torture on another level.
Marcos parked the truck and everyone started climbing out. As I turned to get out on Nico’s side, Jason snaked a finger through my belt loops and yanked me back. I let out a quiet yelp, and Nico smirked as he shut the door in my face.
Jason pulled me back, so I was on my hands and knees on the bench seat with my ass in the air. “You’ve been naughty, haven’t you, darlin’?”
I gasped as the sound of his deep voice sent shivers racing down my spine. God damn this man’s voice.
His fingers slid up my thighs and into my shorts, pushing my thong to the side, he sunk two fingers into my sopping core in one hard thrust of his wrist.
“Oh fuck.”
“Dirty, dirty whore,” Jason muttered. “I bet you’ve been thinking about taking us all day, haven’t you? This greedy little cunt has been crying for attention since we showed, hasn’t?”
“Yes,” I whimpered, unable to deny it any further.
I heard the hit before I felt the pain—the sharp smack to my ass—as Jason growled. “You’ll address me as, sir.”
“Yes, sir,” I replied immediately. I moaned as his hand rubbed over my stinging flesh, soothing away the pain.
“You’re going to let me fuck you in this truck. ”
It was a statement, not a question, yet I found myself answering anyways. “Yes, sir.”
He chuckled darkly before he pulled his hand from my cunt. His other hand slid around my waist and started unbuckling my shorts. I quickly helped him, my core clenching for his pierced cock. My shorts were yanked down to my knees a second before he slammed into me.
The way my soul left my body as each and every piercing dragged over my clit and then my g-spot upon entry—and the silent scream I let out as I dropped to my elbows. He didn’t give me a moment to catch my breath or get accommodated to his size before he pulled back out and pounded into me.
“Jason,” I cried out.
The smack to my ass should have been expected, but I jumped all the same. “Excuse me?”
“Sir,” I mumbled.
He spanked me again. “Don’t forget it again.”
I whimpered and fell from my elbows to my chest on the back seat, leaving my ass in the air and at his mercy. His fingers dug into my hips as he used my body as he pleased, pistoning in and out like a god damn jack hammer.
“So fucking tight,” he grunted.
I was a mewling, whimpering mess. Tears poured down my face.
Never in my life had I felt such pleasure—besides my last time with them.
Jason knew exactly how to touch me. His pierced fucking cock stroked every damn erogenous zone inside me.
I could feel myself leaking down my thighs—I was so fucking close.
A keening wail left my lips as slammed into me harder. My orgasm crashed over me, my body shaking as my cunt clamped down on him.
He groaned, following me over the edge, his hips stuttering to a stop.