Her Boys

Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven

I’m riding my car and a few meters away from the club. I can’t gear up, my head is occupied with a lot of thoughts that I am out of focus.

What should I do now?

I regret that I’m still a virgin when I execute this plan! I thought it will be better if I am, I thought it will affect him more if one of his friends will pop my cherry! And now, I failed!

Damn it!

My virginity never mattered to me, my life is already a mess even with or without it. All I want was to get even, all I want is to take my revenge because…

Fuck it.

I decided to stop my car and slammed the steering wheel to release the frustration I feel inside.

Why can’t I f*****g move on in my life? Yael is like a ghost, he keeps on haunting my mind, clouding my head. Why can’t I take him out of my life?!

I groaned and looked around, I think I stopped at a park. Outside the window, I can see that there are slides and swing. A children’s park.

With the thought that I needed some fresh air, I walked out of my car and headed to that children park. I stopped in front of the metal swing and kicked it lightly.

It moved, of course. Even that, made me frustrated even more.

The swing slowly stopped and I just watched it before grabbing on the chains and sat on the swing.

I started in slow motion until it went faster and faster.

I closed my eyes and feel the wind brushing on my face and swing even faster, my butt jumping every time I kick on the ground for a better pace.

“Ahh~” I moaned.

I couldn’t help it. s**t! The way I narrated the movements of the swing is like having s*x. And my libido rises from my morbid thoughts.

A guy thrusting fast in me, that was the image I’m building in my head.

Not just some guy, but Yael.

I quickly placed my feet on the ground, causing a stop for the movements of the swing.

I am wet and I can feel it through the fabric of my panties rubbing on my flesh.

Shit. Not again!

The swing stopped and I’m huffing, gasping for air as I felt it coming. That ‘thing’ that will never make me normal again.

My hand went on my throat, I feel so thirsty. I want to… I don’t know. I really don’t know what I want!

There is just one thing in my head, I want someone to touch me down there. I want to reach my climax, I want him! I need Yael to ease the pain of pleasure in between my legs!

Groaning my frustration, my hand I grabbed hard to the chains, stopping myself with the thoughts inside my head. I want to place my hands on my clit, rub it, and pleasure myself!

I want to insert a finger inside, move it in and out. I want to call for someone, I want to call Yael because my mind knew that finally, he is back.

I want him to hold me! Or someone, or…

“Ah~” I moaned again when I feel the throbbing increases and my libido rises.

Drops of sweat slide down my temple, down to the sides of my cheek as my other hand gripped tighter to the chains of the swing.

I put a lot of effort not to run my hands down my p*ssy. I tried and endure, to stop myself from m**********g. I can’t, I should not, this is not the place.

I--f**k!

My hand let go of the chainlocks and slid in my skirt, touching straight on my wetness between my legs. As soon as my fingers reached my wet kitten, I closed my eyes tightly and rubbed my wetness above the garment.

A loud moan escaped my lips and my eyes are shut tight.

My mind is no more thinking that the place matters, or that someone might see me pleasuring myself.

All I know is this feels so f*****g good!

Having my hands where it belong, touching myself, playing it over and over makes me want to take my skirt off and touch myself directly!

Damn! I am losing my mind again!

I am like this. I am this. There are times that I have the urge and no matter where or when, I should let it out.

I used to… overcome this easily. I used to calm myself when I first had the episodes, that is what I call these… inappropriate and abnormal feelings.

Before, I can stop the libido from rising, then it gets harder but I will have the chance to go somewhere private like my room or the bathroom but now… I can’t feel my legs.

I feel numb, I can’t do anything but move my hand to my womanhood and rub on it until I come. I can’t take the non-stop throbbing in-between my legs anymore. I can’t endure it, I can’t do anything about it but give in.

My fingers frantically wanting to slid in my panties but before I could, my mind took over. A bit.

My hand stopped but trembled, while the other quickly went to my pocket and grabbed my phone.

Trembling and in a hurry, I dialed my brother’s number and placed the phone in my ear.

I’m shaking, from fear, from disgust, from fighting my own resolve, my own wants and desire.

It was hard. And tears are starting to crawl down my eyes.

After a couple of rings, my brother’s voice sounded like a dim of hope in my ears.

“Where the f**k are you, Sabrina? I’m f*****g worried--”

“Ah~” I could not contain my moan when my finger, like having a mind on its own, rubbed on my wetness again.

“f**k! Where are you?!” I heard his heavy footsteps over the phone and the clank of his car keys.

“S-Spence… I di-didn’t mean to. I-I was---” I tried to explain but the way my hand moved on its own makes the pleasure inside of me burn even more.

“I know. f**k! Just tell me where you are!” I heard his car engine roared and he is probably on the road.

“A p-park… somwhere near his… club.” I said, panting.

“Okay, Sabby, listen to me princess, put your hands off there and grab something to hold onto. Wait for me!”

I tried battling with myself but I failed, I can’t stop the way my fingers do magic down there and it just continues even if I already don’t want to!

“I--I can’t!” I moaned mixed in frustration and pleasure.

“f**k! Why can’t you? You can stp before!” he cursed a lot after saying that and the line went off.

I groaned and my hand let go of my phone, letting it drop on the sand. I held the wrist of my other hand and stopped it from pleasuring myself, slightly succeeded so I grabbed on the chains again. Tight. Tighter.

No. No. Stop. You can do this, Sab. You can stop. Come on!

I can feel myself trembling, my hands are off my sensitive spot but I can feel another side of me trying to fight back. Trying to give in.

But I tried my best. Inhaling and exhaling no longer helps so I gripped the chains as if my hands are tied into it.

A blasting horn made me gasped and nervous. Oh damn! Is this Spencer? Please be Spencer!

The car’s headlight was blinding, making me see nothing but brightness. Then a voice of the driver of that car made my heart beat so fast, made my flesh throbbed more.

“Sabrina. What are you doing out here?! his deep voice made me trembled more.

Fucking s**t!

“Y-Yael…”

I saw him walking closer to where I am after slamming close his car door. He is coming to me! Near me! Right now when I’m in this state!

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CMA Book Two is out now.