Evercrest High

Chapter Three- Blame It On the Skin

While Cait tried to ease her racing pulse, she couldn't allow herself to calm as she heard the overly sexualized comments from two men following behind her. She knew she was asking for such comments by the way she was dressed, but she just begged God in her mind to help her stay safe as she felt a horrible feeling develop in her gut. perhaps it was the strong scent of whiskey upon both of the men or that their hygiene had been strongly neglected, but either way, she knew they would not be gentle with her by vocal or physical interaction. She did her best to ignore them as they asked incredibly personal questions such as what color her panties had been and when the last time she had been nailed had been. Cait crossed her arms over her chest, hoping the feeling of the self-assured hug would give her the confidence she would need, but it only seemed to make matters worse. Eventually as Cait came to a bus stop to try and place herself somewhere public, circumstances had become dire for her. Not only was the bus stop vacant, but the lights that would allow some level of comfort were flickering high above, preparing to blow out at any second. 

"Come on, b***h!" One of the men called out before throwing his brown paper bag filled with alcohol towards Cait. Having missed her head by a fraction of an inch, the heavy bottle hit her shoulder before crashing into pieces upon the ground. 

"That's enough!" A make voice spoke as Cait and the men turned to see Hunter present in the darkness as well. Only the failing overhead lights and that which was illuminated from the stars had allowed for visual luster in progressing forward.

Hunter appeared to have a death wish as the two men were larger than him, one even bearing the mark of a recent brawl and the evidence of needing stitches. Cait made note of this as she watched the men who were not as drunk as she initially thought, close in on Hunter. 

"I'm sure you can find something else to do tonight except going after a girl who is underage…" He spoke in an attempt to get them to understand that their intentions would be heavily illegal. His words seemed to be spoken in an unintelligible language as they were unphased by his warning. Hunter and Cait both expected the men to charge after the verbal instigator, but were surprised when Cait was forced into a deep hold.

"I bet she's a virgin...all nice and tight…" the man with the scar spoke as the other one moved towards Hunter. He stood at his equal height, but was plagued with a disinterest in being in shape, resulting in Hunter having an advantage. As the one man holding Cait began to get handsy, the one going after Hunter removed a blade from his pocket and focused on his enemy. 

"Let a real man be the first to make you come." He spoke viciously into her ear as she tried to break free from him, but he was far too strong. Cait tried everything she could to break free, but his grip was far too strong. With each attempt, she neglected to pay attention to the fight before her, up until the point the unnamed potential r****t was knocked out cold. Hunter then took the knife and folded it before tossing it into the dark alleyway nearby, focusing back on Cait. The man looked to Hunter with a smirk, seemingly excited at this challenge. He then released Cait, allowing her a chance to regain control of her pulse and tears, as she had feared the absolute worst. But now, she could hear the sound of skin on skin in the exchange of a fight, both the bum and Hunter having taken a decent amount of hits before the man managed to wrap his hands around Hunter's neck. Feeling as though she owed it to him to try and help, Cait made her way to the alley to try and find that knife, but instead finding a brick. 

However, by the time she got back into the scene, the man was on his back and Hunter had best him to a bloody pulp. Even the small details of the man's face such as his beauty marks or color of his eyes would be unable to be learned as the blood and swelling made this impossible. Without a second to waste, Hunter pulled Cait by her wrist until they were back towards the party. The hesitation in her step had allowed for him to show her his own intentions by extending his secondary motorcycle helmet. 

"Hell no!" She spoke aloud, looking to the dangerous vehicle that had been sexy when he rode it, but nerve wracking when thinking she could. 

"You want to get out of here, don't you?" He asked while pulling the key to his bike into the ignition until it purred loudly in showing it was warming up. Cait looked to the party that had managed to drip onto the front lawn, all eyes following her to watch what move she would pull next. Against her better judgement, she accepted his helmet as a part of her was dying for an excuse to wrap her arms around him. 

She was instructed to take hold of his shoulders before straddling the bike after he assisted setting the helmet upon her head. Cait was relieved for a moment as she was able to hide her blush and smile while her arms were put around his lower stomach for her safety. Within seconds, Hunter took charge of the vehicle, proving his confidence with how he handled the bike, while leading her throughout the town. The small town she had known her entire life to be home seemed more exhilarating now, with small details standing out when they wouldn't have before. It allowed for a pleasurable ride before feeling the bike begin to slow near a spot downtown. A recently built boardwalk that encircled the outside of the downtown area has been their focus as it was rather isolated from anyone who may gossip about them being together. 

"Thank you for what you did back there…" she spoke to him as he nodded. "But you could have been killed." As her eyes looked to his lower abdomen in remembrance of the knife being held close to him, she noted a line of red showing he had indeed been wounded. "Why didn't you say anything?" 

"Because it's just a scratch, I'm sure it didn't break through-" before he could try to assure her, she had moved to lift up his shirt, in which she froze for a moment. The makeup of his muscles had been worrisome for her virtue as she could feel her knees grow weak when seeing each square section of his six or possibly even eight pack. Even though blood was present upon his stomach, just a small amount to bleed through his shirt, she couldn't being her gaze from his incredibly toned stomach. Clearly at a loss for words, Hunter smirked upon realizing the effect he held on her before bringing his fingers to her own. 

"Really, I'm fine." He corrected her as she withdrew her touch from him and took her hand back into her own possession. "I should take you home, I'm sure your dad expects you home soon…" he commented as a portion of her began to pout. Even though she was neat r***d and Hunter was nearly cut open, she had more chemistry with him in the last twenty minutes than she held with Jack in the last two years. 

"He will kill both of us if he sees you drive me up in that." Cait explained while motioning back to his bike that was just in view. 

"Well I won't let you walk." He spoke with an intimidating gaze before pressing her up against the railing that overlooked the small river that separated half of the town. "I was raised better than that…" he informed her as she couldn't being herself to look him in the eyes. "I'm sorry about what Jack said back at the party...it was shitty of him." She nodded before feeling him bring his hands to the railing behind her, truly locking her in place from escaping. 

"It seems to me like you are bored with Mister Allstar…" she had expected him to be sweet in his words, not accusatory-which caught her off guard. "That is why you agreed to the bike ride...and why you haven't pushed me away…" he continued while pressing his body up against hers, enough so she could feel his erection press against her. She had felt male genitalia stiffen before, but there was something about knowing she could do that to someone like Hunter that made her feel drawn in to him. Hunter led his lips to her ear before speaking to her in such a way that made her eyes roll in pleasure; almost as if his words acted as fingers rubbing against her bud. 

"You have no idea the fun we could have...the ways I can make you feel...the sounds you would make...All you have to do is let me." He pulled back as goosebumps were set throughout her entire body. The feeling of him growing harder against her was almost too much go embrace as she wanted to extend her hand to him to make him weak and desperate for a release only she could allow. But instead, he took his hand and brought it to her cheek, gently stroking her blush with his thumb before then copying the motions with his second hand. "I won't ever force you…" he spoke just as their lips brushed. At that very moment, Diamond had come upon them, viciously honking her horn upon seeing the interaction. Even though Cait had pulled away for a minute, Hunter continued to hold her in place. He waited for her to pull him back into her, forbidding all others and giving into the moment, but her willpower was strong enough to pull apart from him. This time.