Chapter 34
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
Foster
The little demon was spread out before me like a temptress. Her long purple hair was spread out around her, and she stared up at me with wide, panicked eyes. She didn’t know what I would do, and for a moment, I didn’t know either.
Myles had texted the group chat earlier, letting us know he’d been stalking Aspen at the club so that he could kill everyone who touched her. Because of him, I knew what time she’d be back. The goal had originally been for me to attempt getting her alone, but then I saw her with him , and all logic went out the fucking window. I’d initially wanted to torture her, to prove to everyone and myself that she didn’t mean shit to me. But having her pinned against the tree, hearing her soft and rapid breaths, and feeling my traitorous dick against her body, I knew it was all a goddamn lie.
I needed her. I fucking craved her. And I hated it.
Hunter would be laughing his ass off right now if he saw me, telling me all about how right he’d been.
My weight was on Aspen’s legs, locking them in place while one hand bound both of hers above her head. Uncertainty was written all over her stupidly flawless face. She had every right to fear me. I was unpredictable as shit.
Conflicted, I took my other hand and brushed my fingertips along her bare leg right beneath where the edge of her skirt was.
I was as hard as a fucking rock, and this was without the drugs pumping through my veins. In its place was uncertainty and adrenaline. Even if I wanted to fuck her, I didn’t even know how to begin. But fuck, I needed this.
“Spread your fucking legs,” I ordered, trying to sound more sure of myself than I really was. If she laughed at me, I’d probably lose it and never be able to live it down.
She looked at me incredulously. “You’re sitting on them.”
Embarrassment clawed its way through me. “I knew that.” Her expression softened as the reality of the situation set in.
Hesitantly, I scrambled off her, releasing her arms in the process. My anxiety was at an all time high. I’d never even thought of doing this before. I wouldn’t even watch porn. I got the gist of it. Penis goes into the vagina. But that was about it.
I’d witnessed sex before, thanks to my bitch of a dad and I’d seen Aspen fucking Monroe in his classroom. I also saw the guys take turns on her the night of the Halloween party. I wasn’t completely ignorant when it came to sex.
“What are you planning on doing?” she questioned.
“I told you to shut the fuck up,” I growled.
My heart was racing at the mere thought of putting my dick in her. Mike’s words sliced through my skull. All of the vile things he said and did had my stomach curling. Closing my eyes, I released a breath. For some reason, Aspen was still here, sprawled out on the ground even though she could get up and run at any moment if she truly wanted to.
“I’m getting really sick?—”
I cut her off by grabbing her by the waist and flipping her over. She released a surprised huff as her stomach hit the ground.
“Foster?” she asked timidly.
I clenched my teeth. She’d already put together what it was I wanted. I’d seen it in her eyes. The fact that she was pretending she didn’t know and was looking at me with that stupid sorry ass expression while ago just pissed me off.
“Hands and knees.”
Carefully, she obeyed. And the fact that she did, had my cock straining against my jeans. My gaze raked over her ass that was barely concealed by the skirt she wore.
If I didn’t do this now, I’d end up talking myself out of it and then beating myself up about it later. Expelling another breath, I kicked off my shoes and unzipped my pants, pushing them down my legs. Next, I did the same with my boxers. The cold air attacked my legs and cock, but the heat inside my body was more potent, barely phasing me from the onslaught of winter.
I pushed her skirt up, bunching it around her waist. Carefully, I slipped my fingers beneath the band of her thong and tugged it down her body. Hesitantly, she allowed me to, shifting so that it fell completely off her.
A sheen coat of her arousal decorated her pink pussy, make my dick throb even more painfully. She was fucking sexy. Probably one of the only girls I’d ever been completely and utterly attracted to. Not just from her looks, but how she fought me at every turn. How she never backed down from a fight. And how she always kept coming back for more.
“Do you need help back there?” Aspen asked smugly, her words slicing through my thoughts.
Bitch .
Ignoring her, I aligned my cock with her entrance, took a deep breath, and slammed inside of her. I slid to the hilt with ease, euphoria tumbling through me. She hugged my width tightly, almost making it painful. It hurt so fucking good.
Aspen released a gasp, her back arching as she adjusted to my size. “Oh fuck,” she whimpered, her voice coming out breathier than usual.
Sliding back out, I repeated the motion, my pelvis slapping against her. Her fingers dug into the ground and electricity spiraled through my body. Fuck. I’d be pissed at myself if I came early. My hands tightened around her hips as I pulled her toward me, speeding up my movements. She was so wet and tight that it had my eyes rolling. It was like something had snapped inside me. There were no flashbacks, no horrible thoughts or memories. Nothing but us in this moment.
“You feel so fucking good,” I grunted.
She moaned in response, lowering her chest even further toward the ground. My strokes were long, deep, and fast. Which she seemed to like, so that only boosted my confidence.
I chased her out here with an entirely different intent, but I wasn’t complaining too much about that now. Her pussy squeezed me tightly, a sheen of her slick arousal dripping down my throbbing cock.
Fuck.
No wonder everyone likes sex.
“Now I know why you’re such a dirty whore.” I smirked, trying to hide the lust from my voice. “Did Barlow fuck you like this?” The mere thought of him had rage spilling into my veins. But then I remembered that he was out cold while I was balls deep inside his bitch.
She snorted in response. “He fucked me better .”
My jaw ached as my molars grinded against one another. My grip on her hips tightened, rage driving my movements. This little fucking cunt. Pulling out of her pussy, I flipped her onto her back without so much as a warning.
A gasp fluttered past her plump lips, and she stared up at me in surprise. Her pupils were blown wide with lust, her face pinkened with the flush her ivory skin had developed. She wasn’t going back home until she changed that answer, even if it took all damn night.
I repositioned myself between her legs, bracing myself on the ground surrounding her before I slammed into her again. Her back bowed off the dirt beneath us, a pleasure-induced scream tumbling from her mouth. Taking one hand, I wrapped it around her throat and squeezed. Aspen’s lips parted, her arms winding around my body.
I wasn’t sure if it was the lust, or of it was the fact that she’d already touched me several times by now, but once again, no flashbacks came. Her hands slipped beneath my hoodie, finding their way under my shirt and running along my naked skin. Electricity poured from her fingers. When her nails scraped against my back, I nearly lost it. My balls tightened and I knew I was about to explode.
Slipping out, I hovered over her, returning my hand to the ground by her head. My breathing was erratic as I worked to catch my breath. She wrapped her legs around my body, whimpering from the loss of contact. Knowing that she wanted me just as bad had my heart palpitating.
Her hands roamed over my body, drifting through my hair and she tugged, making my neck bend to the side. A hiss of pleasure escaped me, and I placed the tip of my dick between her folds, rubbing it against her wet center. A needy whimper slipped past her lips, her hands tightening through my blonde strands.
“Quit toying with me, Foster.” Her legs tightened around me too, almost making me lose my balance. She urged me toward her body with the heels of her boots, making the head of my dick breach her pulsing entrance.
“I’m not,” I admitted somewhat sheepishly. “I’m a virgin, remember? If I put it back in now, I’ll fucking cum.”
A sly smile captured her lips. “ Was a virgin.”
I still wasn’t letting her off the hook with that screwed up comment she made. By the time I was done with her, she wouldn’t even remember Rocky’s name.
After I managed to compose myself and the urge to jizz disintegrated, I slid back inside her. This time, I leaned down further, bracing myself on my arms so that I could go even deeper.
“Fuck yes,” she breathed, scratching her nails down my back again after removing them from my hair. She expertly propped one leg over my hip, giving me easier access to do what I needed to.
My movements picked up, my hips rotating which sent goddamn stars bursting behind my eyelids. She leaned up, smashing her lips against mine in a frenzied, heated kiss. I groaned into her mouth as the slapping of our flesh echoed around us. Her teeth nicked me, and I instantly tasted copper.
I’d never felt pleasure like this. No drug on this goddamn earth could make me this high. Now I understood Collin and Myles’s obsession. She felt amazing. She was addicting. The most dangerous narcotic that existed didn’t hold a candle to her. My tongue flicked against her lips, begging for access. The need to taste her in any way possible was clouding all judgment. It didn’t matter how intimate this was, my body craved it. My thrusts grew more frantic, her moans spilling into my mouth, allowing my tongue to brush against hers.
This was the only time I’d allow myself to be inside of her. Just one taste. That was it. Maybe by fucking her out of my system, my body would stop reacting to her the way it did. I needed this from the moment she punched me in the face. Even more so when she cut me with her blade. How fucked up was that?
As if sensing my thoughts, her nails dug into my flesh. The sting sent a current of heat straight to my dick. I could feel blood trickling down the side of my back from her sharp, fake nails.
“I still fucking hate you,” she said against my lips.
Driving my hips back, I pounded into her again. A loud scream fled her mouth, the sound music to my ears. “I fucking hate you too, little demon. Now shut the fuck up and come all over my cock.” Her drenched pussy fluttered around me at my crude words, her heels digging into my ass.
Maybe screwing her was a step in the right direction. Maybe, just maybe , I could stand another woman’s touch without the thought of my father echoing around my skull. I’d have to test out that theory when I was done with her. The academy had no shortage of pretty girls. Girls who would be more than willing to let me touch them.
Her hands snaked up my body, halting when they reached my neck. Her fingers curled around my throat, and she inflicted just enough pressure that had me seeing stars. A current of electricity spiraled through me, making my dick twitch. A low growl rumbled through my chest. She could choke me out if she wanted to, and I’d die a happy man.
Her pants came in short, fast bursts. The sound of her erratic breathing was another form of ecstasy. Knowing that I was doing it right, making her feel good, and that she wanted this just as much as I did had my balls tightening as they slapped against her skin. Aspen dug her nails into my neck, scraping them down slowly. Goosebumps attacked my flesh and a shudder tumbled through my body from the pain mixed in with the pleasure.
My mouth found hers again. This time to kiss was more aggressive and frantic. Our teeth clashed as we both fought for dominance, chasing the pleasure we refused to let slip. The sound of me sliding in and out of her dripping cunt echoed around us, and that just turned me on more. Aspen’s resounding moans was the best melody I’d ever fucking heard. Especially when they were for me and me only.
I gripped her leg, holding it in place higher over my hip. She whimpered against my mouth, and I swallowed down every sound she made, knowing I’d never get this chance with her again.
“Fuck,” she moaned, tangling her hands in my hair again. My head dropped into the crook of her neck, which she too advantage of. Tilting her own, her lips grazed my neck, and she started kissing along the sensitive skin. Kissing turned into sucking, and that had my eyes rolling all over again. She knew exactly what to do and if I wasn’t so high off her body, it might have bothered me. But right now, I was loving it. If she didn’t stop, there would be a nasty bruise by the time she was finished, but even the thought of that didn’t bother me either.
My grunts filtered through the air, mixed in with her addictive moans as they vibrated through the area she was sucking and licking.
“Hurt me, Foster.” She breathed, peeling her lips back from my flesh. “Show me how much you hate me.”
“You don’t have to tell me twice.” I smirked.
Without waiting for a response, I drove into her brutally. Over and over again. Her back arched as she pulled at my hair again. My scalp ached from the force, but in the best fucking way.
“You’re such a dirty fucking whore for me, aren’t you?” I panted. “Feel how tightly your nasty little cunt is gripping me.”
Her head dropped back against the ground, and she released another loud moan. She seemed to like it when I degraded her, and that was one thing I was good at.
“If my cunt is so nasty, then why are you so hard for it?” she taunted, resting her hands on my shoulders.
“I was a virgin. The wind could blow against it and I’d get hard. Don’t flatter yourself.”
A small smile graced her swollen lips. “Did the wind make you stick it inside of me, then?” she taunted.
Clenching my jaw, I pulled back, leaving just the tip inside before driving into her again at a ruthless force. Her pussy was going to be so raw after this. Her arms wound around me, her hands resting on the back of my neck as she pulled me tighter against her perfect body. She couldn’t get enough, and neither could I.
“Stay away from him,” I grunted, slamming into her again and again and again. She gasped with each thrust, her eyes rolling into the back of her head.
“W-who?” she panted, trailing her mouth along the side of my face.
“Barlow. Fuck anyone within my circle, but not him .”
Another gasp left her, the heat of her breath feathering against me as I slammed into her repetitively. When I saw him kiss her, all rationality left my senses, and I approached the idling vehicle.
“I’m going to come,” she moaned out. “Fuck!”
My hips started rotating again, hitting that sweet spot that her back arching like it had before. Her pupils were blown wide with lust and her lips were parted on silent screams as our gazes collided. Time seemed to slow when our eyes locked, the erratic beat of our hearts seeming to grow louder. She was clenching me so tightly; I knew it was only a matter of time.
Right as that thought echoed through my brain, she shattered. Liquid pulsed down my throbbing cock and I was quick to follow. A moan of my own escaped my defenses as I released inside of her.
My limbs gave out and I collapsed on top of the girl sprawled out beneath me. Both of us worked tiredly to catch out breaths, my body too weak to move just yet. Holy fucking shit.
I just lost my virginity to the girl I swore to hate.
After walking her back to Monroe’s, I headed to my room. My head was spinning from the events that had just occurred. Rocky was awake, leaning against his car when I returned her, his gaze locked on his phone with furrowed eyebrows—probably looking for the bitch he’d lost. There was no denying what had just happened in those woods. He knew, and that just made me even cockier. If the twigs, leaves, wild hair, and disheveled clothes were any indication. He’d bitched me out about his car window and the fact I knocked him out, but other than that, he seemed relieved that she was okay.
The water from the shower cascaded down my body, burning the scratches that marred my flesh. She was a sexual sadist, and it seemed that I was too. My knees ached from the ground, but overall, the release I felt after coming inside of her was the best orgasm I’d ever fucking had in my life.
I know enough about women, which is precisely why I’ll never put my dick in one.
Well, that ship has officially sailed. The regret I expected to feel, never came. Still, no memories haunted me. A sigh of content slipped past my lips as I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel and running it over my soaked body.
My reflection in the mirror caught my eye. As expected, there was a dark hickey on the side of neck along with scratches. Twisting, I glanced at the damage on my back. Angry red marks littered my skin, starting at my shoulder blades and snaking down my spine and sides.
I could hide the ones on my back with a shirt, but the hickey and scratches on my neck would be impossible to cover up. Blowing out a breath, I made my way into my room and grabbed the first shirt I saw, slipping it on along with some boxers and sweats.
Who’s into boys now, dad?
Fuck him. Piece of shit.
I flicked off my light and made my way across the room, crawling beneath the comforter. Exhaustion settled inside me, pulling a yawn from my throat. My entire body was sore after what took place in the woods. While I considered myself to be in relatively good shape, that didn’t mean I was cut out for that kind of exercise.
My eyes grew heavier with every passing thought before they finally closed and reality became more distant.
I awoke to the sound of my alarm blaring, reminding me that it was a school day and that sleeping in was out of the equation.
Sighing, I ran a hand over my face and brought myself into a sitting position. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I reached out, snatching my phone from my bedside table before silencing the damn thing.
Just a few more months, and I’d be rid of this shit hole of a school. It wasn’t all bad. We got away with a lot of things here. It would feel weird being thrusted back into a world filled with normal people anyways. People who didn’t suffer the way we did—people who simply just had money issues and not the demons of their past weighing them down.
Pushing those thoughts to the back of my mind, I stood and made my way over to my closet. I snatched a random, blue hoodie off a hanger and slipped it on. The cotton felt good against my skin, especially when I knew it was blistering cold outside. I put my shoes on next and shouldered my bag, before making a beeline for my bathroom. Grabbing the brush, I worked it through my hair until the tangles were out—which took longer than usual since Aspen had a field day with running her hands through it.
Bitch.
Even as the thought bounced around my skull, it didn’t hold any weight. Calling her names just felt hollow now. Unless it was to her face, because seeing her get so worked up over it was usually the highlight of my day. It was the reason I kept doing it.
I made my way out into the crowded hall. Their voices were loud and obnoxious this early in the morning and it made me grind my teeth in annoyance.
When I reached the doors, I couldn’t get to the cafeteria quickly enough. As soon as my tray was in my possession, my legs moved me toward our table where I dropped down into my usual seat, pushing out a sigh of relief. Myles was already here, but that wasn’t a surprise. He got up early every morning to workout in the gym.
He didn’t even look up from his food, opting to stuff his face rather than acknowledge my presence. Rolling my eyes, I picked up the carton of milk and poured it into the bowl of cereal.
I felt her before I saw her. Electricity spiraled down my spine, eliciting a series of goosebumps. My dick twitched, begging for another round that it would never get. My hand tightened around my spoon as I lifted it and dipped it in the bowl. Finally, I chanced a glance in her direction.
Aspen had just walked through the doors, her hair pulled into a high, messy ponytail. Even from here, I could see the dark circles beneath her eyes. Her gaze clashed with mine, making my heart thunder in my chest. I expected her to look away, to pretend my existence didn’t matter to her, to do anything that showed me she didn’t give a shit. But instead, she shot me a cocky smirk, goading me. It was very rare when something caught me by surprise, but that certainly did.
Collin intercepted my view of her and by the time he moved to take his seat, she was gone. Hunter wasn’t far behind, sinking into the spot right next to me.
I blew out a breath, willing my dick to calm the fuck down. I’ve been horny on countless occasions, but none of those times were this prominent or frequent. I brought my spoon to my mouth and took a bite, swallowing down the soggy cereal. My nose scrunched up in disgust, and I pushed my tray away, not wanting to subject myself to anymore of that .
“Hey, did any of you fuckers see what happened to Barlow’s face?” Collin asked with a laugh. “He looks pretty rough.”
I hid my laugh with a cough, amusement warming my chest. That had been satisfying.
“No. Where did you see him at anyways?” Hunter questioned, plucking the sausages off his breakfast pizza and setting them to the side.
Collin pointed behind us, and sure enough, he was already at Aspen’s goddamn table, sliding up beside her in the seat. A nasty gash was imprinted into the side of his face, starting at his temple and trailing down to his cheekbone.
“Is that a hickey?” Myles asked incredulously.
I snapped my head in his direction, everyone’s eyes turning on me for the first time today. It was pretty impossible to hide. The bruise was dark and relatively large.
“So, what if it is?” I shrugged. While my words were calm and collected, a mixture of rage from seeing her with Rocky along with embarrassment burned through me.
Collin’s eyes narrowed, staring me down from across the table. “What’s up with your face?” he continued. “Are those cuts?”
Hunter released a laugh from beside me. “Looks like he has love scratches on his neck too.”
“Will you guys just chill the fuck out?” I growled, hating all the attention. I’d rather subject myself to my soggy ass food than be interrogated like this.
“Not a chance in hell,” Myles replied, amusement laced within his voice. “It’s not everyday the virgin loses his virginity.”
I shouldn’t have come here this morning. The food was ass anyways, and it felt like my sex life had become their favorite topic.
“How do you know I lost it?” I challenged.
The guys all exchanged looks, all wearing similar expressions. They were enjoying this shit. I knew the conversation was coming from the moment she put her lips and nails on my neck, I knew that there would be marks, and I still didn’t stop her.
“Because you don’t get scratches like that from making out,” Myles retorted. “And from the look of those cuts on your face, it looks like it was a hate-fuck.”
Hunter choked on his drink, his face reddening. He worked hard to swallow it down, but eventually managed. His hand landed against his chest as he worked to calm his breathing. I wasn’t at all amused by his dramatic display.
“Oh my god.” He breathed at last. “You fucked Aspen .”
Anxiety pooled in my stomach due to my nerves getting the better of me. How could I admit that out loud? Did I even want to? Why did them knowing bother me so much when she’s fucked nearly everyone else at this table?
“I’m the one who fucked up Rocky’s face,” I blurted, trying to change the subject.
A sadistic glint worked its way into Myles’s dark, blue eyes. “Yeah, because he was with Aspen. Which you knew about because I told you assholes that I was at the club. You knew when she’d get off and who she’d be with.” He shook his head, a laugh tumbling from his lips. “I’m impressed.”
Collin was tense as he stared at me and then glanced over at Aspen, noting her tired appearance. “Un-fucking-believable,” he growled, the smile long gone from his face.
“What do you care?” I shot back. “You’ve been slumming it with those gutter whores.”
He clenched his teeth, his hand tightening around his bottle of water as he glared at me. “And since when was Aspen Palmer not one of them? At least, in your eyes.” He scoffed.
He was right. What happened last night never should have occurred. It was stupid, impulsive, and reckless. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, not really knowing what to say to that.
Luckily, I didn’t have to because Madison and Paisley chose that moment to join our table. The blonde wasted no time, sliding up beside Collin. Their relationship was so confusing that it annoyed the shit out of me.
I rose, done with the day before it even started.
“Where are you going?” Madison asked incredulously. “The party is this weekend, We have things to discuss.”
Annoyance pulsed through me. Her nasally voice grated on my fucking nerves. “Talk to them about it. I’m out.”
I turned on my heels and started for the door, but not before my gaze met hers again. Despite my erratic heartbeat, I mustered up the courage and sent her a smirk of my own.
Two could play that game.