13. Tucker
13
TUCKER
I tip the bottle up and take another healthy sip. The clear, cool liquid burns all the way down my throat and settles on my empty stomach with a heat I welcome. Tequila is not my favorite, but that’s all my parents had in their liquor cabinet. I’ll probably catch shit for taking their booze, but I’ll deal with that later. Right now, all I care about is getting drunk and forgetting about the one person I can’t seem to shake.
Maya has been on my mind constantly. She spreads through my thoughts like a cancer. The more I try to not think about her, the more I do. Why can’t I just forget about her?
Taking another sip, I lean back against the headboard of my bed. I’m such a fucking looser for sitting in my room at nine at night, drinking by myself while thinking about some chick who fucked me over years ago.
Worst of all, I had a half hard cock all day. I’m so fucking horny all the time, and my dick only seems to want one person, the one chick I should be staying away from.
I consider beating off again, but I already know it won’t be enough to scratch the itch. No, I need to fuck someone. I need my dick to be in a wet cunt, and I need it fucking now.
Taking my phone, I scroll through my contact list. Some of the girls’ names in my phone I don’t even remember. I keep scrolling until I stop at Tiana. She would be an easy lay. She would even come over here. I wouldn’t even have to leave the house.
My finger hovers over the call button.
Is this really what I want? Will Tiana do?
“Ugh.” I lock my phone and shove it back in my pocket. Tiana won’t do. I shake my head and place the tequila bottle on my nightstand. I swing my legs off the bed and get up on my feet.
I don’t even think about what I’m doing, my body on autopilot. I put my sneakers on and grab my car keys. Turning off the lights, I leave my room and make my way downstairs. I head straight for the front door.
When I’m outside, a nice breeze greets me. I suck in a deep breath and close the door behind me. I get in my car and start the engine. My tires squeal when I pull out into the road a little too fast, but I don’t care. I hit the gas pedal and speed down the neighborhood road fast enough for my body to be pushed into the seat.
I only slow down for the curves as I make my way out of the neighborhood and onto the highway, where I can really drive fast. I step on the gas and weave between cars.
My heart races, and my adrenaline spikes, heightening my senses and letting me hyper focus on the road. I feel like I’m a racer in a video game as I race through the streets. Horns blare at me from the other drivers as I barely miss someone by a few inches. I jerk my car back into the other lane, nearly ramming the guard rails in the process.
“Fuck,” I yell, hitting my steering wheel with my fist.
I slow down after my near collision and take the next off ramp. As I drive back to town, I try to decide where to go next. I could see what Carter is up to, but that wouldn’t help with me being horny, unless he has some chicks at his house, which isn’t out of the question, knowing him. I could still go to Tiana and have her blow me again, or I could go back home and jerk off for the millionth time.
While my mind is reeling, my body goes into autopilot again, and before I know it, I’m parked in front of Maya’s house.
“Fuck me,” I murmur to myself as I kill the engine.
I get out of the car and shove my hands in my pockets, contemplating on changing my mind and driving away. When I sway to the side a little, I decide I probably shouldn’t be driving anyway.
Walking around her home, I find Maya’s window on the side of the house. Her light is still on while the rest of the place is dark. I pick a small rock from the ground and throw it up against the closed window.
A moment later, she appears. I smirk when she shakes her head at me, but still opens the window.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” she whisper-yells down to me.
Instead of answering her, I walk up to the wall and start to climb up the brick siding.
“Are you insane?” she whispers when I’m close enough to hear.
I ignore her and keep climbing until I get my elbow on her windowsill to push myself up and into her room.
She steps away from me, with her arms across her chest, and a scowl on her face that makes me grin. She is wearing pink pajama bottoms and a white tank top that leaves nothing to my imagination. My cock is already hard, just looking at her.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing here? My dad is home!” She says in a hushed voice.
“Then you… better stay quiet,” I warn, stumbling over my words like I’m drunk. Damnit, I am drunk.
“Oh my god, Tucker, you smell like a distillery.” Maya waves her hand in front of her face like she is smelling something bad. “Did you drive here?” She gapes at me.
I nod, not wanting to hear my slurred speech again.
“What the hell do you want?”
You.
I don’t say the word out loud, but I mean it all the same. Making my legs work, I close the distance between us. Maya takes a few steps back, and I follow her until the back of her legs bump into the edge of her mattress.
Now that I have her pinned between me and the bed, she has nowhere else to go.
“Tucker…” My name falls from her lips like a plea as her hands come up and her palms land on my chest.
Her feeble attempt to push me away almost makes me laugh. I grab hold of her wrist and pull her arms down and toward me until her body is pressed up against mine, and the flowery scent of her shampoo invades my senses. Her head tilts up, and she looks at me with a shocked expression. Her lips are parted with a gasp, and I take that as an opportunity to move in for a kiss.
Lowering my head, I press my lips against hers. She tries to pull away, but I don’t let her. Her whole body is stiff in my hold, her lips remain rigid against mine. I smirk, knowing it won’t take me long to have her melting against my touch.
I let go of her wrists, and wrap my arms around her torso, pulling her into my body until there is no space left between us. I deepen the kiss, pushing my tongue into her mouth, where I meet her unwilling one. She tries to push me out with her tongue, and when that doesn’t work, she sinks her teeth into my lip.
“That hurt,” I mumble when I pull away in pain.
“Good!” Maya huffs, pleased with herself.
She turns her head away from mine so I can’t kiss her again. I bring my lips down onto her neck instead. I pepper open-mouthed kisses along the sensitive skin over her throat and on the side of her chin. Defiantly, she turns her face away from me further. I chuckle against her skin before I continue kissing over her neck and behind her ear.
With every tiny kiss and nibble, I can feel her body relaxing in my hold. One moment she is pushing me away, the next she is completely still, letting me cradle her in my arms. Keeping one arm around her torso, I lower my other hand down to her ass. I grab her cheek and grind her against my crotch, where I know she can feel how hard I am for her.
I rub my throbbing cock against her hot pussy, precum coating the tip of my shaft. I kiss her neck again. This time it’s rougher, more urgent. I suck on her skin and nibble on her earlobe until Maya’s soft giggle fills the room.
“Stop, that tickles,” she pleads with me.
“So you liked the other part?” I ask.
“I didn’t say that,” she quips.
“So your pussy is not wet for me right now?” My hand is already moving around her body. I slip into the waistband of her pjs and force my hand down her panties.
“Tucker!” she hisses. “Stop!” The yell is loud enough for me to worry a bit.
“Shhh,” I warn. “Don’t want your dad to hear us, do you?”
“Maybe I do!” Maya spits, but I know she is bluffing because she is already keeping her voice down again.
“Let’s hear it then,” I taunt. “Scream so your dad will come to save you… or I can show him how wet you are for me.” I run my fingers through her slippery folds, smirking triumphantly.
“Just because I’m wet doesn’t give you the right to touch me.” Maya forces the words out in anger, but when I run my thumb over her clit, the end of her sentence turns into a moan.
I draw small circles over the tiny bundle of nerves until Maya’s breathing becomes audible and her legs spread a few inches. I bet she doesn’t even notice she is doing it, but I certainly do.
While keeping pressure on her clit, I move my finger to her opening and press into her waiting cunt. She is so wet and ready for me, I almost come in my boxers. Maya can’t stifle her moans any longer, her pussy gripping onto my finger like she is about to come. I pull out of her tight opening and remove my thumb from her clit. I release her body at once, neither one of us realizing how much I was holding her up, and she falls onto the bed backward.
“What do you think you are doing?” she asks breathlessly as I unbuckle my belt and lower my zipper. Taking out my hard cock, I pump my fist up and down a few times, enjoying the shocked look on Maya’s face.
“You could suck me off, but I’d rather be inside your tight cunt.”
“You come close to my mouth with that thing, and I’ll bite it off,” she threatens with a snarl. Her face and chest are red, and her lips are swollen from our kiss. She looks so deliciously fuckable.
“Good choice. Pussy it is.”
“That’s not what I meant!” She huffs adorably, crossing her arms over her chest. The only thing that does is push her tits together, giving me a nice cleavage to look at.
“You need to leave.” Maya gives it one last ditch effort in trying to convince me not to do this, but I’m already too far gone.
I let go of my cock and grab Maya by the hips so I can spin her around. She yelps in surprise when I flip her over, so she is bent over the side of the bed. I place my hand in the center of her back, holding her in place.
“This way you can pretend I’m someone else,” I say, wondering if that’s what she is doing, while I rip her pjs and panties down her legs with my free hand.
“Tucker!” she whines, but doesn’t tell me to stop as I line up my rock hard cock with her entrance.
I should go slow, but my hips drive forward of their own accord and before I know it, I’m balls deep inside of her tight channel. We both groan as I impale her with one deep thrust. She is so fucking wet and ready I glide in and out with ease.
“You’re dripping wet,” I taunt her. “You must feel it running down your thighs. You want this. You want to come on my cock so badly.” I half expect her to shake her head and tell me no. Instead, she stays quiet, but her pussy is clamping down on my cock like she is about to come.
Maya fists the sheets beneath her, and I realize she isn’t fighting me anymore. I lift my palm from her back and use both of my hands to grab her hips. She spreads her legs a little, and I smile, knowing she is finally on board with this.
“Just feel good for a little while,” I coo while fucking her from behind.
Maya moans into her sheets, her cunt clamps down on my cock so hard I worry I come right then. Her back arches and her thighs quiver as I fuck her through her release. Then she goes limp. Her body moving like a rag doll as I fuck her roughly, while holding onto her hips.
“Come on, Maya, you can come again,” I rasp out, making her shake her head. “Oh, yes, you will,” I assure her.
I snake my hand around her and pull her up so her back is against my chest. She is still so limp, I’m holding up most of her weight. With my other hand, I pull up her tank top, exposing her tits to me. I grab one, kneading it in my palm and rolling her nipple until she moans and arches her back into my touch.
Letting my hand travel south, I run my fingertips over her skin until I brush up against her bare pussy. Kicking her legs apart, I let her cunt open for me. I find her clit and press my fingers against it. She jerks when I touch her overstimulated flesh, but I don’t let up.
Still buried deep inside her tight channel, I start moving again while rubbing circles over her swollen clit.
“Tucker…” This time my name falls from her lips like a prayer, as if she wants more of me. Her head falls back onto my shoulder as she moans my name again.
My own orgasm builds, my ball tightening with each thrust into her warm hole. This is exactly what I needed. I keep working her clit while driving into her from behind. When I feel her pussy clamping down tightly, it sends me over the edge.
We both groan at the same time, coming together in a crescendo of pleasure. We collapse onto the bed, my weight probably crushing her, but in this exact moment, I can’t move, nor do I care. We are both breathing heavily, and it takes me a moment before my heartbeat returns to normal.
That’s when reality comes crashing back into me.
Fuck. I just fucked Maya… without a condom.
I peel myself away from Maya’s sticky body. She doesn’t move when I pull out of her, cum dripping from her hole and down her inner thigh. Shit, I should clean her up or something, but my mind is too occupied with getting out of here quickly.
Tucking my now flaccid cock back into my jeans, I zip myself up and buckle my belt. Maya finally stirs. She slowly presses herself up, pushing down her tank top, as well as pulling up her panties and pjs before turning around to look at me.
“I guess now you have a real reason to accuse me,” I say, without thinking.
Her eyes go wide, and her mouth pops open as if she can’t believe I just said the words out loud.
I don’t wait for her to think about something to say. I simply head to the window and climb out of it. She doesn’t follow me or say anything. I climb down the brick siding the same way I came up. Only this time around, there is a heavy dose of guilt settling in my chest.