A hot mess

chapter 9

Mature content!!!

Aria

"Go on, moan for me like the cheap slut you are." he pressed deep into my c**t, rubbing and ramming it apart with his fingers.

I wanted to run, scream for help but I couldn't deny the pleasure he was giving to me. This made me confused, I hate him, a lot but at the same time I don't want him to stop what he is doing to me.

Aria, you must be completely out of your mind.

I mentally scolded myself as I let out a whimper. He just spanked my c**t and it felt good.

"See, you are nothing but a pretentious slut who wants to be f****d badly. See how wet you are," he muttered, and pulled out his hands from my p***y, showing my glistening juice to my face.

I felt so embarrassed of myself, because I had no control of my body.

He smirked and right before my eyes, he licked my juice off his fingers revealing his animalistic side.

"W...What do you think you are doing?" I stuttered in shock.

"Tasting you. You taste so good, do you want to try?" he closed the space between us and slammed his lips on mine.

I gasped, creating an entry for him to pry his tongue into my mouth. He made me taste myself, devoured my entire mouth while he pressed his other hand on my neck, creating that breathless sensation most girls described and I liked it.

"This won't do," he whispered in my mouth then dragged me behind him. I had no idea where he was taking me until he stopped at the team's shower room.

He slammed my back against the cold tiled wall, trapping me between his arms.

I felt like a dwarf under his intimidating height and the way his eyes sizzled over my body made it heat up.

"Spread your legs," he ordered.

"W... what?"

"You heard me," he growled with an intensity that made me quiver.

I parted my legs as he ordered and he went down on one knee, forcefully pulling down my trousers.

"Another blue." he chuckled with a rich voice. He traced his hand along my blue lace panties before he yanked it off.

Now I was naked under his gaze, I tried to cover myself but his glare killed that idea.

"W...what are you going to do to me?" I asked, nervous yet excited at the same time.

"f*****g taste you." He muttered.

I flushed uncontrollably. This was insane, I mean five minutes ago, I was fighting against him but now, oh God...

I slap my hands against the tiles as his tongue plunges into my p***y. My eyes roll back to my head as he licks, bites and suckles at my c**t.

"Uwh..."

"Ahn..."

"I... can't..."

I couldn't believe all these funny sounds came out of me. I could feel a hot tickling sensation build up inside me as he sucked me.

My body began to tremble and before I knew it, I bucked on his face as a new sensation washed over me.

"You like it when I eat your pussy." he looked at me with those rogue eyes of his, mocking me for my downfall.

"No..."

"Don't lie to me, you just cummed on my face."

He wasn't lying. I just had a f*****g orgasm on his face and he licked it off after wiping it with his hands.

"I didn't ask for this." I denied.

"But your body did," he answered with a cynical smile that squeezed my chest. His left hand went on my neck, pressing down on my pulse while his other hand fondled my n*****s, pinching it in a painful way that resulted in pleasure.

"Sooner or later, you will be the one begging me to f**k you so hard until you remember nothing but my name. I will claim every inch and part of you, turn you into my f*****g toy, ruin you into nothing, make you ride on my c**k like a f*****g slut. So better get used to having me around," he whispered, such dirty words to my ear, biting a part of it before he disappeared like he was never here.

I gulped down the desire that pulled at my throat. Every word that he said made it impossible for me to breathe. He just predicted how miserable I would be in the future.

And I hated to say that none of it would be a lie because, I have tasted his evil and want it even more.

I pulled up my trousers, still wet as f**k but I had to leave the men's shower room before they come rushing in. I picked up my torn underwear, remembering how Evander ripped it off my skin.

The memory sent a shudder down my spine. Once I was done fixing myself, I hurried out of the shower room, making sure that no one sees me.

I rushed back to my dorm and was welcomed by Sage's make out session with a random guy not her boyfriend.

"Hey." she mumbled with an awkward tone while her guy friend rushed up and left our room.

"Did something happen?" I asked with a concerned voice.

"We broke up." she replied with a teary voice.

"Hey, it's okay. There are plenty of fishes in the sea." I went forward and hugged her.

"He was cheating on me," she cried.

"Shame on him. He just lost a diamond."

"I hate that it had to be with that cheer captain. He should have f****d another girl not my enemy!"

"Double shame on him."

"And you, why do you smell like s*x?" she shot the very question I hoped she wouldn't ask.

She pulled her head off my shoulder and faced me, her eyes squinting in suspicion.

"You made out with someone didn't you?" she widened her eyes in surprise as she pulled out my torn underwear in my pocket.

I should have thrown that away.

"Tell me, who was it?" she teased.

"It was him." I muttered shyly.

"Who?" she pried.

"Evander Bianchi." I called his full name as if I was enticed to do so while remembering how he tongue-f****d me.