5. Eyes On Me
Eyes On Me
Peyton
It’s been a long Winter Break but amazing nonetheless. I already miss the little bubble we’ve been in, but it’s back to classes we go. Last night, the three of us had a long talk about Jake. Asher is hiding something about him. I’m not sure what it is, but I feel like it’s something big, and probably illegal. I just can’t prove anything yet. He's been overly clingy the last twenty-four hours and I just can’t pinpoint what has him acting this way. Whatever it is, it must be really bad.
“Do you like being with us? Like how we’ve been all week?” He asks, caressing her cheek as we both lay on his chest watching TV in his bed. Riley’s been scared that Jake will suddenly appear and never leave. She doesn't want us to witness the conversation she wants to have. I didn’t say anything, but I saw the look of fear in her eyes when she was talking about it.
“Yes, of course I do.” She answers, rolling her eyes at his bullshit. We are so close together on his chest that I move an inch closer to her, capturing her lips with mine, massaging our tongues together as Asher drones on about how happy he is. I pull back and look up at him.
“Would you just shut the fuck up already? We are all together. Stop trying to ruin the moment.” I whisper, venom in my tone. His eyes widen.
“My bad. I just don’t want things to change come tomorrow when classes start back up,” he says and I nod because I don’t want it to either.
“It won't, I promise,” Riley reassures him, but he still goes on.
“I won’t compete with him. I need to know that you are all in and that you will get rid of him.” He growls and she sits up, slamming her hands against his chest above my head.
“I said I would fucking handle it, didn’t I? Keep it up with your bullshit and you will be left alone.” She says, straddling his cock.
“Because I'll take your girl with me, Hotshot, and there won’t be a damn thing you can do about it. So shut the fuck up, I already told you I choose you and her.” She spits, rocking her hips against him. He groans and nods his head.
“Fine, I’ll let it go. As long as you break up with him by the end of the week.” He says, giving his final ultimatum. I roll my eyes. He’s such an impatient fucking asshole, I swear to God.
“Yes, Hotshot. I'll get it done before the weekend. Now just fuck me already!” She commands and he sits up capturing her lips as she grabs my face, bringing me into the fold.
A small hand to my thigh takes me out of the memory and back to the present. Looking over, I see my Bluebird placing her bag down and taking a seat next to me. I look around the room, stunned that she actually sat with me instead of Jake. He’s sitting only a few rows down, burning a hole into her head as he stares up at us.
I wish I could claim her in front of him already. To be able to kiss her sweet lips right here to hear her moan, but we haven’t gone public just yet, and until she says otherwise, I’ll keep my distance with the PDA. But no one placed rules into effect about what we can do when eyes are elsewhere.
“You okay Peyton?” She asks with a concerned look on her face. I grab her hand, giving it a squeeze, then place it on her upper thigh. Our eyes connect and I wink.
“So much better now that you are here, Bluebird. Too bad I can’t make you sing with the audience we have. Don’t look down a few rows. Keep those beautiful eyes on me.” I say, inching my fingers further up her thigh.
“He can’t seem to take his eyes off you, but he can keep staring, I got something for his ass.” I whisper, and she visibly swallows when my pinky grazes her clit.
“We can’t. We’re in class. The professor will be walking in at any second,” she says in a panic.
“Do you think I care? I just want to make you feel good, to hear your soft moans as your tight pussy ripples around my fingers, but that will have to wait until later.” I purr as my pointer finger slides her panties to the side.
I specifically told her to wear a skirt today with promises that Ash would drive us to campus from the dorms. I love when she submits to us. It makes the games we play so much fun.
“Do you think Jake can see?” She asks, biting back a moan as I flick her clit.
“I don’t know, and I don’t care.” I whisper.
“I care. You don’t understand what he will do to me, but fuck Peyton, don’t stop. You feel so good.” She blinks as I apply more pressure on her clit with my thumb, only to circle her entrance with my pointer finger.
“Don’t worry about him. I need you to scoot yourself forward and lean back in your chair. Keep your eyes on me until the professor walks in the door. Then you’re to face forward and pay attention to the course work while I make you cum. Just feel what my fingers are doing to you. You’re such a good girl. Don’t close your eyes. Let me see you, Bluebird.” I command as I slowly slide my fingers in and out of her wet cunt.
“Peyton.” She growls, trying so hard not to make a sound as I continue to play with her in a room full of people.
“Shhh, I wonder if anyone else can hear how wet you are. All these people in this one room and here you are getting finger fucked about to cum while they wait to learn some shit.” I grin as her legs begin to tremble.
“Peyton, I can’t. Fuck. I can’t.” She sputters as the professor walks in and my eyes instantly connect with Jake. He has a murderous look on his face but I smirk at the mother fucker as I flick her clit over and over again. She grabs my wrist as the professor begins to speak about today's lesson.
“But you can. Now cum, Bluebird. Drench my hand, baby.” I whisper, and her cunt flutters around my fingers, flooding my hand with her warm arousal. Her chest heaves as she attempts to regain control, but her beautiful cheeks turn a rosy red.
“Miss Riley, are you okay?” The professor asks and everyone turns to look at her. She nods, holding my wrist still so I can’t flick her clit anymore.
“Yes, sir. I-I’m okay. Thanks for a-asking.” She stutters and he nods, continuing what he was droning on about. She finally lets go of my wrist and I remove my fingers from inside her, bringing them to my mouth. I pause for a second, only to look at Jake who’s still watching us, and I lick my fingers clean while flipping him the bird. He immediately faces forward and I lean into Riley.
“Always so sweet, baby.” I giggle and she looks at me incredulously.
“You’re crazy chica.” She says, shaking her head at me.
“Only for you, baby.” I whisper, taking my notebook out to jot down what I missed.
I can't wait to go home tonight. I have something to tell them, then I want her cumming down my chin while I cum down his.