CHAPTER 16 #2
"It's only not mandatory because it's unchaperoned." She sing songs the word unchaperoned, trying and failing to make it sound more appealing. "It's some of the world's most elite athletes all in one place without coaches or professors and plenty of alcohol."
The coaches pretend they don't know about the alcohol because the banquet is such a success every year. Supposedly, the whole point is to promote inter-sport camaraderie.
"I wouldn't mind getting a little friendly with some of the guys from the crew team.
" She's magnetic. This isn't new information.
She has a smile that draws you in and makes you want more.
I first saw Ada at a volleyball camp I attended when I was 16.
She was so nice, and she helped everyone.
I tried to keep to myself because the camp was huge, with over 100 girls plus coaches and assistants.
She doesn't remember me, but I remember her.
She's someone you don't forget. It was because of her that I attended the camp again the next year and, ultimately, decided to come to Eden. I heard her talking to the other campgoers about Eden University and its reputation for cultivating some of the world’s most exceptional athletes.
She didn't go here yet when I was in my first year at camp, but she already had her offer, and no one turns down an offer from Eden.
She was inspiring. I sometimes wish I could be more like that, but just thinking about being the center of attention makes my hands heavy and my tongue feel huge. It's just not who I am and I'm okay with that. I am okay with that. I am okay with that. Think it enough and it becomes truth.
"I'm not going to make it this year."
Knowingly, as though she has the inside track on all news that is my life, she says, "I wouldn't be too sure about that."
"Why do you say that?"
"My brother is the football captain. The banquet isn't optional for the captains."
"So. I'm not a captain."
She giggles. Actually, giggles like a child.
"True. Buuuuuut, the football captain, has some sort of obsession with you, and I don't think he's going to spend the whole night away from you."
Shit. She's right. There's no way that I'm going to get out of this one without a fight. Ada speaks again before I can reason my way out of this.
"What's your aversion to a good time anyway?"
And there it is. It always comes back to this question. She's essentially asking, what's your damage, weirdo?
"I think you already know that I'm...different."
"Different." It's a statement but she's looking for clarification.
"I'm awkward, weird, different, socially challenged, whatever you want to call it."
"Ah, I see. You're divergent. Welcome to the club. We meet on Thursdays, we eat carbs, and we play with fire."
I splutter on my own spit. I laugh so hard that the players closest to us turn around and look.
"I'm in your divergent club now? What even is that?"
"Don't even. Are you kidding me? You haven't seen Divergent?"
"Is it a play?"
"A play. Is it a play?" She's clearly exasperated. "No, Bridgerton. It isn't a damn play."
"What's a Bridgerton?"
"Son of a bitch, Eve! What in the hell is wrong with you?
I'm coming over. This is offensive behavior.
It cannot be allowed to continue." Her hands are flying all over the place.
She's always pretty expressive. So much so that I'm not sure she could form words if her hands were tied but right now, she could seriously confuse some traffic.
"What will you be coming over to fix?"
"Girl’s night. We start with Divergent, then Insurgent, and Allegiant. After that, we Bridgerton. Bridgerton isn't just a series. It's a movement. I'll induct you into the movement. It may not be easy, and I can't promise it won't be painful, but we'll get through it together."
"Why would we do it if it's painful?"
"Oh, it won't be painful for me. It might be painful for you. I'll be forced to pinch or slap you if you make negative comments about my favorite characters. It's how you learn. Don't worry. It'll be worth it."
I laugh. She's exactly how I imagined she would be. We sit and talk for a few minutes longer until Adam shows up in the aisle again. It's then that I realize we didn't just talk for a few minutes. We talked for over an hour.
"Hey big bro. Do you have any plans for tonight?"
He holds his hand out for me to come to him.
"We're busy." He tells Ada as he entwines our fingers together.
"Uhhhh slow your roll there, Speed Racer. WE have plans." She gestures between herself and me as she says this.
"It's girls’ night. I was just throwing you a Twinkie before. I don't actually want you to come."
"Eve doesn't even like you. She doesn't want to have girls’ night."
"Adam!"
"What? You didn't like her yesterday. I was wrong about the whole apology forgiveness thing. You two will never get along." He kisses me on the mouth and presses his hips into mine before whispering in my ear. "We need a shower."
Two hands grip my arms and pull me backward.
"She likes me today. We're sisters. She gave me a get out of jail free card and WE are having a girls' night."
"Is that right? Where?"
"Eve's apartment."
"You might want to rethink that. Vaughn lives in Eve's apartment, and I remember her calling you the evil bitch monster from hell. Plus, those haymakers I took to the face were meant for you."
"It was Satan bitch QUEEN from hell not, evil bitch monster and we can just have girls' nights at my dorm until I can win Vaughn over."
"We're going home, Ace. You'll have to annoy a different friend tonight." Adam puts his arm around my waist and starts toward the exit.
Ada trails behind us with quick, loud steps. "Fine. I'm coming too."
"Ace, I'm going to fuck my girlfriend in the shower and then in our bed. If you want to be present for that, fine."
Ada stops dead in her tracks as my face heats with embarrassment.
"Eve! Rain check?"
Ada calls from further behind as we continue to walk away. Looking back with a sheepish smile, I nod.
"Tonight, we enter a new phase of punishment, Wildcat."
"Haaa, ugh. How long is this going to last?"
"Until I'm certain that you've learned your lesson."
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Walking into Adam's bedroom, I go straight to my pajama drawer.
"You won't need those."
I turn, giving him my sexiest grin. Which, if I'm being honest with myself, is probably more deranged than sexy, but his expression still darkens, and his eyes turn molten with lust.
"Shower. Now." He seems to be doing his best caveman impression.
Being fully aware that I'm not in the position to bargain or defy him, I comply. This punishment period will hopefully be over soon, so we can go back to our usual sparring without leaving me wracked with guilt.
I turn on the shower and test the water temperature before taking off my clothes.
I'm not sexy when I strip; I know this because I don't know shit about shit; therefore, I don't even try.
I'm busy going through the motions when Adam walks in and I see the look on his face.
It's now that I realize I don't need any special talent to turn him on.
He's half hard in his boxers and I'm not even naked yet.
Walking slowly toward him, I unclasp my bra and slide down my panties.
Standing directly in front of him, I ask, "What if I promise to a good girl just for you? W-"
The rest of my sentence is cut off when Adam forces his mouth onto mine.
He grabs my ass in both hands, lifting me off the ground and slamming me onto the counter.
I'm not sure when he got rid of his boxers, and I don't even realize he's naked until he thrusts his rock-hard cock into me.
The intrusion causes me to cry out in shock and pleasure.
The feeling of him inside me is the most fulfilling sensation.
He pulls back quickly and throttles back into me harder and harder each time.
My legs are quivering uncontrollably. His movements leave me moaning and whimpering, unable to react or even participate in what we're doing.
"Ah shit, Adam." I cry out.
"You promised to be my good girl, Eve. Watch your fucking mouth."
He yells and groans as he thrusts into me hard and fast. When our flesh clashes, it makes a loud slapping sound that reverberates through the room.
There's no way that the other people in the house don't hear our screaming and the sounds of the cabinets rattling beneath us.
It's too soon, but I already sense the familiar feeling of my impending orgasm climbing up my thighs.
I feel the heat and the rush of ecstasy consuming my body before "Ah, AH, Adam! "
The impact of my orgasm sets my nerves ablaze. My legs continue to quiver uncontrollably, and my spine stiffens to concrete rigidity.
"Fuck, Eve! Your fucking cunt! Ahh!"
Adam's movements become weaker and jerky, but he continues moving inside of me. Using my body to milk every last bit of his orgasm.
"When you cum, your vicious little pussy puts a mind-blowing grip on my cock. Fucking you is like going insane...only sweeter."
I chuckle. "I'm not even sure how to take that. What happened to shower sex?"
"You stood in front of me naked and told me you would be my good girl, Eve. I'm not sure what else you expected to happen."
Laughter bursts out of me again and it would be louder this time if I wasn't so depleted from that crippling orgasm.
For a moment, I had no control over my body.
The orgasm took over like a damn poltergeist. Adam kisses me in a completely different way than he just fucked me.
In his kiss, he adores me. His softening cock is still inside me as he worships my mouth.
With one hand on my face and the other on my throat, he moans softly into my mouth, caressing my tongue with his and pressing against my body.