This Love, This Game

I knew she had to be mine the moment I laid my eyes on her. An innocent little lamb. She had to be mine and by the end of the day, she would. Another name to my list. God, I was going to enjoy this one. I met her eyes and smirked. You know what they say about blue-eyed beauties. She bit her lip, her perfect plump lip. My dick twitched. God damn. I needed to look away, had to look away, but I didn’t. And neither did she. Good. The longer I looked at her, the longer I needed her. Needed to feel her wet mouth wrapped around my dick. Needed to be inside her wet, tight pussy. God, I wanted to fuck her so badly. Perfect tits, perfect ass. I licked my lips. This was going to be fun. Another girl, another name.

I watched her turn red as she quickly looked away. What was going through that pretty, little head of yours? I had to find out. One way or another she would tell me.

“Yo Baker! Stop eye fucking that chick!”

Reluctantly I pulled my eyes away from her and turned them on the Matt.

“Don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about dude,” I shrugged, smirking. Soon I’d be doing more than just eye fucking her. I would get her in my bed one way or another.

“Another target huh Baker?” He smirked as he leaned back onto his locker, eying the petite brunette across the hall.

“Something like that,” I grinned, the cool metal of my lip rings knocking into my teeth. Yes, she was my new target. Crossing my arms, I leaned back, joining Matt on the lockers. From this position, I had an undisrupted view of her. God, she was heaven to look at. Long legs, perfect tits, perfect ass. My God, what an ass. I stifled a moan. I hadn’t even spoken to her yet and she was driving me crazy.

I watched as her face turned bright red again. Watched how she tugged at a piece of hair and bit her lip. My dick twitched again. Fuck me. Her pixie friend let out a laugh and I watched as once more, her face turned red. My little tomato. Oh, how I was going to have fun with her.

“The fuck are you losers staring at?” Matt and I both snapped our attention away from the girl, quickly diverting it to the newcomer.

“Baker’s next lay,” Matt pointed to the brunette. Curious, Brian turned his attention away from us. Two seconds later he let out a low whistle.

“Fuck me she’s hot. Leave me a slice of that ass when you’re finished Baker,” He greedily licked his lips. Sure, I’ll leave you a slice. A small slice of nothing. I thought to myself. No one was going to have her but me. I would make sure. Besides, by the time I would be done with her, she would want only me.

“We’ll see.”

“Dude, sharing is caring, especially when she has an ass like that,” His eyes wandered over her body, undressing her. Once again, he licked his lips.

I ignored him and returned my attention to her. Suddenly she gazed up and I inhaled sharply. Damn, those eyes. She smiled, but not at me. I narrowed my eyes. Who was she smiling at? Why was she smiling? My eyes blurred slightly with anger, jaw clenched. Wait. Why the hell was I angry.

Shaking my head, I pushed myself off the lockers. Without saying a word, I walked off. I needed a fucking cigarette. Pulling up my hood, I stormed out the building. Who gives a fuck about classes anyway?

Shuffling along the pavement, I reached the gate. Muttering, I dug in my jeans and pulled out my pack of Marlboro red. Hands shaking with anticipation, I quickly lit one and inhaled. I sighed as the nicotine burned. Just what I fucking needed. I took another drag. Once again I was hit with that burning sensation. I began to relax and leaned back against the fence.

Pulling in another drag, I closed my eyes and leaned my head back. The sun quickly warmed up my face. Damn, it was hot. Another drag, another burning sensation. Suddenly she popped into my head. God, she was perfect. Her brown hair was long enough to grab, her throat the perfect size. Fuck, I couldn’t wait to wrap my hand around that throat of hers. I let out a small growl as I pictured it: her naked, squirming, my hand wrapped around her throat.

I lit another cigarette and closed my eyes again. Once again my thoughts drifted back to her. I stood there lost in thought when the sounds of someone approaching caught my attention. Cracking an eye open, I noticed it was her. I watched as she hesitantly walked up to me. I couldn’t help but smirk. Are you scared love? She stopped, peeked at me through her hair before she hurriedly scurried away.

A sudden urge to talk to her overcame me. Before I knew what I was doing, I jogged up to her, placed my hand on her shoulder and spun her around. A small squeak escaped her lips. I held back the urge to laugh. She looked up at me and all colour drained from her face.

Oh, this was going to be fun.

Notes

Hey.

So chapter 2 is up. Hope you all enjoy. In case you didn't know, I've recently started a co-work with the lovely HarleyQuinzel1001 called Dance Like We're Making Love. So check it out.

Thanks all.

C.H. Sullivan

Title Cred: Hollywood Undead - Bottle and A Gun