Game On

Chapter Four

“Kyran? What’s wrong? You look mad enough to kill” Ashley asked me during lunch. I could see everyone on the table fidgeting with curiosity, but none of them were bold enough to ask me themselves. Ha.

“Nothing” I said and to emphasise my point I stabbed my lunch with my fork imagining it to be that stupid Hunter.

“Well, it looks like someone’s mad” a low husky voice whispered in my ear and my whole body shuddered. Snapping out of it, I stood up very quickly. Knocking some of my lunch over. Glaring at some of the people staring at me, I swung my bag over my shoulders and walked out of the Lunch room, with a chuckle trailing behind me.

Wanting to be alone, I walked to the other side of school where the library was and stepped in. nobody came here except for the nerds and even the nerds stayed away. Closing the door behind me, I walked to the back of the library and lay down on the floor, closing my eyes.

What was wrong with me? I have been so shaken by a guy or even jerked off to one before. The memory of what I did yesterday made me even angrier, but before I could sit up and find something to lash out at, a weight softly dropped onto my stomach. My eyes snapped open to meet Hunter’s vivid green eyes. I never understood how someone could have yes so green. They were the colour of a very vibrant rainforest. He smelled like one as well, open, fresh and wild.

“What are you doing?” I asked, making my voice as sarcastic as possible. Instead, he ignored my question and trialled his big calloused fingers across my cheeks and down my jaw. His eyes softened, and his eyes dropped to my lips. I started to fidget underneath him, trying to push him off me.

“What wrong Thompson, forgotten about out bet?” he smirked at me before grabbing my arms and pinning them above my head.

“w-what bet?” I know it was stupid, but I couldn’t see myself going through with that stupid drunken idea of mine.

“Well, that very mean, getting me all excited then leaving me hanging. I was really looking forward to our little game” he whispered in my ear. Dragging his lips across the shell of my ear. I bit back a whimper. “What’s wrong Thompson?” he whispered this time looking me straight in the eyes. I felt like a deer trapped in headlights.

“f**k off Hunter!” I hissed at him, tugging on my arms when my brain returned to normal.

“Tough, you were the one who challenged me, you can’t back out now Thompson” he whispered in my ear before crashing hi slips down on mine. The action was so unsuspected that I moaned out loud and arched my back. My eyes slowly drifted shut as he worked my mouth open and plunged his tongue into my mouth. My c**k was hard and leaking in my pants. He shifted so his own erection was pressed against mine then started to rub against me.

“See what you do to me Thompson?” he whispered him my ear before nipping at the base of my neck. I jumped a little before he started to lick at the bit. In some small part of my brain, I knew he just gave me a hickey.

“Hunter, s-stop” my body shuddered as I unconsciously rubbed against him.

“Hmn?”

“S-”my words were cut off as he found his way back to my mouth and stole my breath. He let go of my arms and the traitorous limbs wrapped around his neck as he grabbed my hips and started to work me faster against him. “Oh my god” I breathed when he returned to my neck. My breaths were shallow whimpers as I clung on to him. My body shuddered as my orgasm rocked my body. My back arched of the floor as my mouth opened in a silent moan. My eyes closed as I body came back from its high.

Immediately I was back to my senses, I pushed him off of me and tried to run but he grabbed my arm sand yanked me back. He kissed me again, not he did a minute ago, no this was rough and bruising, but it didn’t stop my body from growing hot and needy. That always seemed to happen to me around him.

“Let the games beg Thompson” he smiled a cocky smile that somehow didn’t look right with his green eyes.

“f**k off!” I hissed at him, yanking my arm out of his hand and walking out of the library, a lot angrier than I was when I walked in.

I didn’t both going back to class; I just walked out of the building, into my car and drove out of the school. What was wrong with me? Why did he do that to me, why did I respond like that, something was definitely wrong, and I wasn’t even drunk this time? To think that I came just from kissing and a little friction.

When I got home, there was another car in the drive way. Oh s**t. They were home.