XANDER: Taming The Play Boy

Chapter Ten

XANDER

Some people just never learn.

I smile as I zoom my phone camera on Samantha. I never thought that a pic of my hard d**k would turn her to watch a p**n filled movie. I bet it makes her feel better that it listed as movie and not p**n. Same thing to me. I shrug.

She slams the laptop shut and slumps back in her chair with her head thrown back. f**k, how I wish I was right there to suck that smooth delicate neck. I'm not at all oblivious to her secret shenanigans around the school dark corners with Noah because I e been watching them, and as time goes by, I get more and more pissed off. The reason why I haven't yet broken his f*****g bones is because he's her best friend and also Kim's. I like Kimberly, she and I are close friends and also, she's seeing my best friend Brandon.

There's a lot of s**t going on there and I know it'll be a mess once the situation is out in the open. Back to my little doll. She stands from her chair and passes her room like a caged animal. The door to her bedroom opens and there stands the new prick of my existence. I like Noah, for really. He's a good guy and I had nothing against him until he touched her.

I see her rush to him and kiss him, rubbing her body against his, then she tugs at his shirt and he lets her pull it off. She unbuttons his jeans and I watch as he lifts her dress off her body, leaving her in nothing but pink panties.

Fuck no. I can only let it go far but not that far. I think fast and rush down the stairs, I go to the fridge and hand Velma a bow of leftover Italian food.

"What-"

"No time, take this as an excuse, you need to rush to the Green's house and ask to see Sam urgently, make sure you get her downstairs so fast because your job depends on it.

Her eyes widen but she doesn't ask questions or waste time because she runs out of the house like her ass in on fire. I jog back to my room and zoom in again.

No f*****g way is that guy getting laid on my account. It's my d**k that got her horny, and it will be my d**k that makes her come. I see them both pause and then Sam pushes Noah off her body. Then she quickly puts her dress on and walks out the door. Looks like Velma did her job perfectly.

Noah stands from the bed and walks around the room, then he pauses and his head turns in my direction. I don't bother hiding, I stand then with my phone now placed in my pocket and then I finally move away from the window.

My plan to c**k-block Noah was a success, the guy exited the house immediately, seems like he went to look for p***y to f**k. That's right, no one gets to have Samantha that way but me.

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It's been an hour and finally, Samantha returns to her room.

I grab a black hoodie and throw it on, covering my head with the hood, then I pull on black jeans and black shoes and head out of the house.

I pile a few bricks and jump over the wall into the Green's premisses. Heading over to her window, I pull myself up and enter her room. She's now seated on her study chair and watching another movie. The part playing is a s*x scene and she has her hand burries between her legs.

I quietly slowly walk over and lean down, my lips almost touching her ear and my hand covering hers. She freezes and then tries to turn but I keep her locked in place.

"Tsk tsk, now now, baby doll. It's just me."

Her muscles are still tense but her breathing is steady. She's no longer scared because she now knows it's me. I cover her fingers with mine and guide her over her p***y, she's so f*****g wet that she's soaking both our fingers.

"Are you this wet because of the picture I sent you? My d**k?"

We circle her c**t together. She pants, her chest heaving up and down quickly as I slow our fingers on her with slow circular motions.

"N-no."

Lie.

"What movie is this?" I ask, genuinely intrigued.

"Three...Three hundred and sixty five days." She answers with a shaky voice.

"Mmm...365 days." I remove my hand from her's and turn her chair around until she's facing me. My eyes move to the screen over her shoulder then back to her.

"Then I guess I have 365 days to f**k you however I want, Samantha Green."

Her lips part but no words come out. Her eyes are heavy with desire and her cheeks are flushed, her hand is still burried between her legs. I grab her wrist and pull it away from her p***y, her fingers are glistening with her arousal. Maintaining eye contact, I bring them to my lips and dip them Into my mouth, sucking her juices off. I see it, the moment she stops breathing. Then I place my fingers on her skin and slowly part her thighs. I push down her seat back and then bunch up her dress.

She says nothing, she doesn't stop me but she doesn't urge me on either. My eyes are still on hers. I look at her cotton panties and they are wet, leaning closer, I run my tongue over the wet dent and she moans, then I suck her p***y over her panties, the sweet taste and juice slipping into my mouth.

I pull back and stand, then I place my lips to hers while my hand goes to the back of her head. I kiss her so roughly, so hard and so viciously. The anger of seeing her almost giving herself to another guy burning inside of me mixed with the thoughts of how f*****g wet I just made her.

Her hands come to the back of my neck and she kisses me back. I push my tongue against her lips and she lets me then slips hers in mine. We eat at each other like starving beasts.

I reach my hand between her legs and slip two fingers inside her p***y, I groan at the tightness and my d**k hardens to a painful point. I growl in her mouth as we swipe our tongues against each other, sucking on them, then I pull back and nibble on her bottom lip.

She whimpers in protest.

"When you want me to f**k you, Sam, and trust me I will, but only if you come to me yourself." I pull back and her eyebrows draw together. "You know where to find me."

Anger flashes in her eyes when I straighten to my full height and walk to the window.

"Why do you do this?!" She asks angrily.

I pause, then without answering her question, I jump down the window and exit the premises exactly how I got in.

I enter my home and then walk to the bathroom, I j******f at the feel of her tight walls around my fingers and her mouth feasting on me like her life depended on it.

She must hate me right now, but f**k if that doesn't make me even more hard. Angry s*x would definitely be the best thing for us because she hates me, and I hate her for making me feel.

One last jerk and I come like I haven't in a long time.