Her Boys

Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight

“Stay right there! Don’t come closer!” I panicked. I don’t want to-- I don’t want him to see me like this! I might just jump on him and let him do me in this place!

He stopped, but only because he was shock from my sudden outburst. He continues stepping closer again, but slow.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?” his voice is deep with a hint of concern. It’s messing with my head more!

“Just…” Damn, I can’t stutter now! “Just get the hell away from me!” I shouted but Yael kept on walking closer. My body tensed and my wetness throbbed even more as I saw him clearly now.

“What’s happening, Sabrina?” he asked curiously.

His voice is not helping with my episode! It’s making me want to orgasm more, to reach the edge stopped myself from getting.

I closed my eyes, gripped the chains more when Yael was already in front of me.

Shit! I told him to stay away but ugh! When did he ever listen! Yael crouch in front of me to level on my gaze.

Now, I can feel myself losing it. My control decreases to 1.000% and I can’t find a way to stop myself!

My hands slide away from the chainlocks and it encircled on his neck as I crashed my lips in his. Hard.

He was caught off guard and stood up but I came with him, not even trying to break the kiss. I’m pushing myself closer to him, making no air slid between our bodies.

I felt him tensed, shocked. “What-” he tried to talk but the moment he opened his mouth, I slid my tongue inside, ecstasy crawled in my veins as I feel the warmth and wetness of his mouth.

He was confused but not for long. His hands went on my waist, gripped there hard and I felt him walked us. I just felt my back rested on a tree trunk, I groaned from the impact but his hands are all ready for support.

He was crashing me on the trunk as our kiss turned more torrid and rough. It felt like we are wanting the same thing, and sarcasm to its max, the kiss felt like longing.

His hands slid down to my butt, cupping it tightly and pulled me up that I automatically wrapped my legs around his waist.

I moaned as I felt his manhood on me. He is hard. And I don’t think he never were.

His hands left my ass and moved its way on my bust, kneading on it with a pleasurable force.

I am confused when I felt my body relaxed for a moment, like what he was doing is a cure, a soothing effect.

How did this happen?

He made me calm down, I can feel my episode draining away but I can’t get away from him.

I want more. But not because of my condition, it’s something else.

He let go of my lips and I gasped for breath. “W-Wait…” I think I’m fine now, I think the libido subsides. I should… get away…

His lips travelled kisses down to my neck, sucking and nibbling on my skin while his hands slid inside my dress, pulled down my strapless bra and touched me bare.

All my mouth uttered was moans, moans only for him. I can stop now, I know. I have calmed but he is so… addictive, I can’t make myself go away.

“Ahhh~” I cried my moan when I felt his hot mouth sucking on my hardened peak. His other hand cupped the other and play with its crown.

“I knew you will bloom perfectly…” he whispered and sucked the other peak. I can feel myself throbbing again, but not because of my condition. It’s because of him, I’m too attracted, too turned on because of him.

**Beep**Beep**

I opened my eyes and saw my brother’s car pulling beside my car and Yael’s. We both stopped and I almost jumped away from him, fixing myself as I walk to the light where my brother would see me.

Spencer walked fast towards us. In his hands, he held a bottle of water and the other with fist closed.

I stopped when I we met halfway and his eyes are not on me, it was directed to Yael. His narrowed eyes and clenching jaw told me his hatred to his old friend.

My brother looked at me then his eyes calmed down, then he handed me the bottled water.

“Take this.” he whispered softly, extending his closed fist where he held my medicine.

I took the pill and quickly gulped down after drinking the water.

“You okay?” he asked and gently caress my cheek.

I nodded, still in daze then my eyes went back to Yael. He was standing closer to us behind me. Confused.

“What’s the med for?” he suddenly asked, eyeing me with a furrowed brows.

“Mind your own business.” my brother snapped.

“Is she sick, Spencer?” Yael asked again, ignoring what my brother said.

Spencer’s jaw clenched and I know how hard his teeth must be gritting together. “Leave my sister alone from now on.”

“Is she sick, Spencer?” he repeated but his voice rises this time, demanding an answer he never deserve.

Everything happened so fast, or maybe the pill started to took effect and I’m functioning slowly. Spencer went to Yael as he loses control and my brother’s fist came in contact with Yael’s face.

Yael was thrown to the ground from the impact of Spencer’s punch. I saw him touched his cheek and spat blood on the ground.

“You turned her to this, you bastard!” Spencer screamed.

I hissed from what he said. Damn it, Spence!

My brother turned to me and dragged me to his car. My nerves are slowly relaxing, given the effect of my medicine. Why did I even swallow the damn pill when I knew I calmed the f**k down?

“Wait--I have my car.” I said.

I was looking back to Yael and he was still on the ground, seated, and looking at us.

I can’t see his facial expression because of the dark and I’m utterly curious.

“Just leave it, Sabrina.” Spencer said and then sighed.

I did not bother to argue anymore.

**

We have reached the house and I already surpass my s****l urges. Though I know, even before taking the meds given by Spencer, I’m already out of my episode.

And all I can think of is that it stopped the moment Yael make out with me. The way his lips devoured mine, the way his heat surged on me. Yael, as if electrified me, has cured the unknown disease I have.

Strange, but it was what I felt. I’m not sure how it happened but I already decided to talk it out with my doctor.

Spencer was holding my waist as support as we went upstairs, guiding me to safety even though I did not need it.

I told him I’m okay but he just cared a lot.

When I entered my room, Spencer looked at me with a worried eyes.

“I’m... I’ll take a cold shower.” I whispered. He nodded but I know this bothers him still. Too much.

He sighed and I know he wanted to say something but he can’t so I initiated.

“I’m okay, Spence. Stop worrying, okay?” I assured but that didn’t assured me.

“Sab, I’m--I’m sorry you’ve… become like this. I know, a part of this is my fault…too. And not fully Yael’s.” he said, struggling to let go of the words.

Hearing Yael’s name from Spencer was new. He stopped mentioning his friend for ages, ever since we found out about… my condition.

“No, Spence. This is my fault. Stop blaming yourself, come on. I dragged myself into this. So please, stop blaming yourself.” I said in a low voice. I tried to sound encouraging but I don’t know if I succeeded.

Spencer shook his head, sighing once more. “If only… I did not befriended him then you won’t be introduced in this… kind of world.” he almost whispered the last words.

I sighed.

“I told you not to blame yourself, Spencer. I’m the one who got this addiction, I am the one who choice this.” I tried to sound calm.

“But I--”

“I was not thinking about this that much so stop worrying in my behalf.” I cut off his words. “We know what’s the cure with this and we both know that I need that cure sooner or later.”

My brother’s face was blank as he sighed once again.

“If you only know how hard it is for a brother to think that his sister needs to lose her virginity, Sab.” he chuckled sarcastically, brushing his fingers on his hair as if frustration eaten him.

I decided not to answer him on that one.

“Damn it.” he whispered, closing his eyes and looking down. “Maybe this is my karma.” he whispered and looked up to me, smiling weakly.

“Not for you but for me.” I smirked.

“No. Damn, you’re too kind to deserve a bad karma like this, Sabrina. You are an angel to be punished by hell. That’s not right,”

I chuckled. “I destroyed a lot of relationships, Spence. Did you forget? I deserve this…”

“Breaking off relationships of bitches is not counted, Sab.”

“It does, for me. So, if you don’t mind, can I take my shower now? I want to rest after, I could feel my hangover coming.”

“Goodnight, princess…”

“Night, Spence.”

I took a shower and drifted to sleep fast. Hmm… I think I will have another wet dream. Like usual.