Chapter 9
Cory
I pull into the parking lot of Livvy’s dorm. I’ve made many connections over the years between my job at Ball Busters and working part-time for Slade’s Automotive. So, I scored a key to this building last year when I thought that I would use it to visit Alexis. Little did I know, I’d be using it to visit her little sister instead.
I throw the kickstand down on my bike and take a few deep breaths to try to calm myself down. I know Livvy said she wanted to play and the idea of her letting me do whatever I want when I find her is making me feel feral. But I don’t want to scare her. Especially when she’s finally using her voice instead of just texts to tell me what she wants.
Giving up on taming my instincts, I climb off my bike. Once I’m inside, I stride down the hall to the right until I get to the room that belongs to my girl.
I tap my knuckles against the door twice. “I found you, pretty girl . Are you going to open the door?”
I put my ear to the door to listen for any sound, but it’s silent inside. Could I have been wrong? Maybe she was at the football house when I talked to her earlier and she just found a quiet place to talk. No. She wouldn’t have agreed to play if her sister was around. I could hear the excitement in her voice at the thought of me hunting her, finding her, taking her. She wants this as much as I do.
I twist the doorknob and find it unlocked. I step inside and lock the door before letting my eyes drift around the room. Even in the dim light from the lamp on the desk, I can see the rise and fall of Livvy’s rose-covered comforter as she takes shaky breaths, pretending to be asleep.
A kink I didn’t know I had rears its head at the thought of taking her while she sleeps. It’s something I’ve imagined since the first time we were in this room, and she fell asleep in my arms.
“It’s dangerous to leave your door unlocked, pretty girl . Anyone could just walk right in.” I stalk toward the bed and have to fight back a chuckle at the way the covers flutter on top of her as she shakes with excitement…or fear. I hope it’s excitement.
She lets out a squeak of surprise when I grip the end of the cover and pull it completely off the bed. I take a minute to stare at her in her little shorts that show the bottom of her curvy ass cheeks and the pink t-shirt that would more than cover them if she stood up. When I haven’t made a move to touch her after a few seconds, she turns to look at me over her shoulder.
“I’m still here,” I assure her. “Just enjoying the view.” I kick my riding boots off and remove my jacket, tossing it on the desk chair between the two beds. “It’s rude not to get up and greet your guest, you know?”
She rolls onto her back, leaning up on her elbows to watch as I reach back to pull my t-shirt over my head, leaving me in my tank top undershirt. Her eyes roam hungrily from my face, past my chest, all the way to my cock that’s still trapped in my jeans. When I cross my arms over my chest, her eyes dart back to mine.
“I thought you wanted to… I thought this was…” She sits up and drops her eyes to her lap. “I don’t know what I’m doing.”
“Me either,” I admit. “I thought I’d come in here and pretend to attack you, but now that I’m here it doesn’t seem right for our first time.”
She lets out a relieved sigh. “I wanted that, too. Or I thought I did. But you’re right. It doesn’t feel right for my first time… our first time.” She covers her embarrassed blush for the first time since I’ve met her.
I climb onto the bed and pull her hands from her face. “I’ve seen your cheeks turn red more times than I can count and you’ve never tried to cover it up. Don’t hide from me now.”
“I usually just ignore it. Every emotion makes my cheeks flush. But this is different. We’re talking about me losing my virginity .” She says it like it’s a curse.
“I know that, baby,” I tell her. “Why do you think I said I wanted another taste of hot cherry.” I laugh, earning me a backhanded smack to the chest.
“Is that what this is? You just want to mark deflowering a virgin off your bucket list?” She giggles. “Because I’m okay with that.”
“No. Yes. Shit.” I push her back to lay on the pillows behind her as I settle myself between her thighs. “I want that, but not just that. I want you, Livvy. You’re smart and funny and adventurous. I want all of you. Just like you have all of me.”
“Yes,” she says as she runs her hands up my back and pulls me down until I’m lying on top of her. “I want you, too. And I still want to play…just maybe not so rough the first time.”
Her words set my blood on fire and I dive in to kiss her hard before pulling back to straddle her thighs. “Then, be a good girl and take your shirt off.”
“Yes, Sir.” She pulls her t-shirt off and drops it over the edge of the bed.
Livvy
Cory groans as he takes in my bare breasts. “Good girl…and I know I’ve told you I didn’t care about an honorific, but you can definitely call me Sir anytime.”
I giggle, but it quickly turns into a whimper when he reaches up to pinch my nipples. He pinches them harder, and I moan as I feel wetness leak into my underwear.
“You like that, pretty girl ?” he asks before leaning down to take one in his mouth.
“Yes…Sir,” I say around another moan as he scrapes his teeth along the hardened peak before pulling off with a pop and showing the same attention to the other one.
He sits back and takes my hands, placing them on my breast. “Your turn. Pinch them just like I did.” When I do as he says, he scoots down the bed, laying wet kisses down my body until he reaches my boy shorts. He tucks his fingertips in the waistband and pulls them off before he kisses his way back up my left leg. “Keep pinching those nipples, baby. Don’t stop.” Before I can answer, he puts one hand on the inside of each of my thighs and pushes them apart.
I feel exposed and needy and hot. I writhe, trying to find friction, but he’s pinning my legs with his strong hands as he watches.
His eyes flash from my wet center to my hands on my breasts. “Good girl,” he praises. “I want you to come for me. Don’t hold back. Just let it happen,” he says before lowering his head and slowly licking his way through my dripping pussy.
This isn’t anything we haven’t already done, but this time feels different. Like there’s more coming than just me for a change.
When he takes my clit into his mouth and sucks with the same force he did on my nipples earlier, I come instantly. I throw my head back and moan as I surrender to the feeling of euphoria rushing through my body. Just when I think I can’t take any more, he drops back down and drives his tongue into me, setting off a whole new wave.
He licks me until the aftershocks stop before kissing his way back up my body. “That was so good, baby. I love how responsive your body is to me.”
I let out a nervous giggle. “I feel like I should apologize for coming too fast.”
“Don’t you dare apologize. You did exactly what I told you to do like the good girl you are.” He lifts his hand to run his thumb over my blushing cheek. “You really are too good for a guy like me.” He leans forward and kisses me softly. “Too innocent.” He kisses me again. “Too damn sweet.”
When he starts kissing down my neck, I roll toward him and grind on his jean-covered hip. “Cory,” I moan out his name as he gently bites my neck.
“Mmm,” he hums as he pushes me back to lay on the pillow so he can lay between my thighs again. “I fucking love it when you purr my name like that.” He chuckles when I yelp at the feeling of rough denim on my sensitive clit. “I could make you come again, just…like…this.” He thrusts his hips gently between each word, making me whimper as I feel the stirring in my belly.
“Pretty sure it would be better for you if you lost the jeans.” I grin, ignoring the heat in my cheeks at my brazen words.
“Maybe. But watching you come is pretty spectacular without me chasing my own. Will you be a good girl and come for me again?” He raises an eyebrow at my silent nod.
“Yes, Sir.”
He growls at my submissive answer and starts moving his hips faster until I’m teetering on the edge again. When I throw my head back in bliss, he places one hand around my throat gently.
“That’s it, baby. Just like that.” His hand tightens slightly on the sides of my throat just as I fall over, like he needs something to hold onto.
I’m still trembling as I blindly reach for his belt to get his jeans off. I only get his belt unbuckled before he takes my hands and holds them above my head.
“Please,” I whine. “I want to touch you, too. I want to…” I close my eyes and take a deep breath. When I open my eyes, he’s staring at me with expectation as he waits for me to voice my thoughts. “I want to taste you, too.”
“Fuck, Livvy.” He groans as he rolls to the side, pulling me to face him. “Have you ever given head before? I don’t know if I can be gentle if you get your mouth on my…” His words trail off when he sees me nodding my head excitedly.
As much as we’ve talked about what we want to do, he’s never asked about my experience. I guess he just assumed I was a virgin everywhere. He’s in for a surprise.
“I may be a virgin, but I’m really good at that ,” I say with a wide smile. “I mean, it was only one of my ex-boyfriends, but I did it for him a lot.” I giggle at the growl he lets out. “You asked.”
“Fucking wish I hadn’t,” he mumbles as he rolls onto his back. “It’s all yours, pretty girl . Probably best if I stay on my back so I’m not tempted to fuck him out of your throat, but I’m not making any promises.”
I don’t waste any time, jumping up and straddling his legs to unbutton his jeans. He lifts his hips for me to push them down and I swallow as I take in the size of him. He’s bigger than my ex-boyfriend, Sean… A lot bigger. When I glance up to see his cocky smirk, I roll my eyes and scoot down the bed to pull his jeans and boxers off.
“There’s condoms in my front pocket, if you want me to wear one” he says before I can drop his jeans off the side of the bed. “But I’m clean. I haven’t been with anyone since…over a year ago.” He chuckles at the redness on my face that’s clearly from jealousy instead of embarrassment. “Now you know how I felt when you were bragging about another guy.”
I huff as I drop his jeans without reaching into the pocket. “I wasn’t bragging about him. I was bragging about me .”
I sit cross-legged at the foot of the bed and cross my arms stubbornly. I’m pretty sure he was about to tell me he hasn’t been with anyone since Alexis… my sister .
My jealousy may be stupid and petty, but so is his. Sean could never compare to Cory. He never even made me come. We’d make out until he convinced me to go down on him. Once he was done, we were done. The exact opposite of how it’s been with Cory these past few weeks. I eventually got tired of Sean shaming me for not doing more and broke up with him. That was the night of my junior prom, almost two years ago.
Cory sits up and takes my face in his hands. “Shit, Livvy. I’m sorry. That was a dick thing to say.”
I lift my eyes to look at him. “It’s fine.” I shrug. “He just wasn’t anything to brag about. So, you have no reason to be jealous. But if I’m being honest, it’s a little hot that you are…jealous.”
He lets out a relieved sigh. “Good, because I am fucking jealous…of some little high school punk that got some of your firsts. I want them all .”
“You can have the rest,” I say without thinking. “The only things he got were kisses and a few blow jobs. I never even let him come in my mouth.”
His mouth is on mine before I can keep going with my word vomit. When he pulls back, we’re both breathless.
“I am going to come in that pretty little mouth and you’re going to swallow every drop like a good girl. Understand?” His voice returns to his dominant growl.
“Yes, Sir,” I say, still a little breathless as I feel my stomach tighten at his assertive tone.