This Love, This Game

She was making it too easy for me. God, I could tell she wanted me and don’t get me wrong, I wanted her. Fuck, I wanted her badly… needed her even. My dick ached for her wetness. Fuck, what I’d give to bury my cock in her mouth. I smirked, Brian was going to lose this bet. Call me cocky if you will, but this girl was begging me to bend her over and fuck her. And soon, I’d do just that. I would make sure of it. I’d be her first and her last good lay. Fuck, I’m going to play her like Nintendo. After all, she was making this far too easy – and I enjoy challenges.

I gazed at her through the corners of my eyes and bit my cheek, my hands tightening around the steering wheel. She was sucking her bottom lip, lost in thoughts while her hands pulled and tugged at the end of her dress. With every tug, her dress hiked further up her leg, exposing her smooth thighs. I couldn’t wait to sink my teeth into them. Leave them back and blue. It was driving me crazy.

Focus, Baker! I gritted my teeth, struggling to concentrate on anything besides her. She was just so fucking damn fuckable.

“Um Zack?” Her voice was shaky, hesitant almost.

“Yeah?”

“Could you uh,” there was that blush again. She quickly looked away, choosing to focus on her hands. “Could you slow down a bit please?”

I cocked my head to the side. She had turned those mesmerising blue eyes on me and for some reason I was compelled to obey. I released the acceleration pedal, slowing down. We were a block or so away from Jimmy’s house anyway.

“We’re almost there, princess,” I smirked as I watched her squirm and blush once more. Good. Like I said, easy.

She didn’t respond. A heavy silence fell over us and I gladly accepted it. The guys weren’t expecting Amelia so I had to come up with an excuse. Then again, I could just leave it. I opted for the second option.

I had just rounded the corner when a Mitsubishipulled into Jimmy’s drive way. Damn fucker stole my spot I mentally groaned as Brian stepped out of the car. Besides me, Amelia gasped. I narrowed my eyes. What the hell was that about. I was curious, but not curious enough to ask.

Slightly angry that Brian had chosen to park in my place, I sped up. I watched as the speedometer increased, rapidly rising as I fed the car more power. At the last minute, I slammed my foot on the breaks, yanking the steering wheel to the left. The tyres squealed as I pulled up next Brian.

By now, I had all but forgotten Amelia, so when she whimpered I jumped. Throwing the car in neutral, and cutting the engine, I turned to face her. I had to stifle a laugh. Instead of olive skin colour, she had turned a deathly pale. Her face had been cemented in an expression of horror – mouth agape, eyes wide and skittish.

“All good babe?” I smirked, pretending like nothing had happened.

“Fuck you,” she mumbled.

“Maybe later, sugar,” I winked at her and stepped out of the car, not before catching her turn red.

“Dude, are you fucking crazy!” Brian raged, his fists clenched at his sides. “You could’ve fucking smashed into my car!”

“Aw, I love you to Bri,” I rolled my eyes at him, voice laced with sarcasm.

“That was fucking sick bro!” Johnny jumped up and down in his spot, punching the air. Dude looked like an oversized four-year old. Then again…

“Are you fucking kidding me Johnny?!” Brian gawked at our friend, eyes bulging out of their sockets. Johnny just shrugged. He knew that Brian was acting like a drama queen – as always.

Brian was about to say something but the closing of a car door caught his attention. His eyes wandered over to my car and I followed. Amelia had stepped out of the car, her body shaking slightly as she leaned against the closed door. Fuck! I had forgotten about her – again.

“Well, well, well, look what we have here,” Brian licked his lips in a predatory manner. Dude was almost downright creepy. He waltzed up to her, grabbed her right hand in his and kissed it. I narrowed my eyes at the gesture. What the fuck was he doing.

She winced. Her face fell into a mask of disgust before the expression vanished, quickly replaced with a blank, unreadable expression. I chuckled. Like I said, girl was wet for me. Her eyes met mine and I couldn’t help the smirk. Amelia narrowed her eyes and thinned her lips.

“Zacky Boy brought us a new friend!” Jimmy yelled from the porch before leaping forward. Like a rabid dog, he charged for Amelia and tackled her into a bear-hug. Her eyes went wide, and her mouth formed a small ‘O’. Jimmy then decided it would be a good idea to spin her around, almost knocking Brian over in the process.

“Jimmy put her down!” Matt hollered from the porch.

“Never! She is mine! You can’t have her!” Jimmy shrieked, hugging Amelia closer to him. She let out a squeak, her face paling. She turned her frightened gaze on me, our eyes connecting for the briefest moment before she was spun around once more.

“Alright Jimmy, let her go,” I shook my head chuckling. Bloody idiot was going to scare her away
and I needed her to stay. After all, I had a bet to win.

“But…” Jimmy pouted, squeezing Amelia once more. She looked like a ragged doll compared to him.

“Put her down,” I said a bit more firmly. Jimmy smirked, and dropped her. Amelia fell to the ground with a dull thud, gasping for breath.

I walked over to her, and extended my left hand. She glared at it, before pushing herself off the ground. I shrugged and dropped my hand. From the corner of my eyes I saw Brian sneer. I flipped him off and inched closer to Amelia.

“Who’s your friend Zack?” Johnny asked a bit too eagerly, gawking at Amelia’s chest.

Matt and Johnny were now standing around us. I felt Amelia shift. Curious, I looked at her. She had crossed her arms over her chest, covering herself lightly. From where I was standing, I had a pretty good view of her cleavage. I licked my lips, my mouth watering a little.

“Amelia,” Brian spoke up, annoyance laced his voice. Johnny’s eyes went wide, while Jimmy leaned against Brian’s car – smirking. Matt was the first to react. He extended his hand, introducing himself. Uncertain, Amelia grabbed his hand and weakly smiled.

“Hi,” her voice was soft.

“My turn!” Jimmy shoved Matt out of the way and once again enveloped Amelia into a hug.

“James, but call me Jimmy. No wait, you have to call me Jimmy. We’re best friends now,” he pulled out of the hug, but refused to let go of her hand. She laughed lightly has he bounced up and down in his spot.

“Okay Jimmy,” she laughed, her eyes were bright with excitement. Well fuck.

Johnny was the last to introduce himself. He didn’t approach her, instead he stayed back and waved. As soon as their eyes met, Amelia stiffened. She nodded once in acknowledgement. I wondered what that was about. Before any of us could move, Jimmy grabbed Amelia’s hand and dragged her into his house, leaving Matt, Johnny, Brian and I behind.

“So, that’s Amelia,” Johnny wiggled his eyebrows. “You three weren’t kidding about her tits.”

Matt shook his head at Johnny, not impressed. What the hell was up with him lately? “Alright boys, we have band practice,” he piped up a minute later. He met my eyes for a second, turned around and strode off.

“The fuck is she doing here Baker?” Brian snarled. Was that jealousy in his tone? He fished his box of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one.

“Was giving her a ride home when your dumb ass phoned,” I shrugged, not really bothered by her presence. We started making our way to the house, knowing that if we didn’t hurry up Matt would have a hissy fit.

“Why were you giving her a ride?” Johnny questioned, seemingly shocked. Well fuck him too, I was clearly capable of being a decent human being – sometimes.

“Why not.”

“Yeah, but why is she here,” Brian reiterated, flicking the cigarette bud.

“Is that a problem Brian?” I jeered. What the hell was his problem. His pissy attitude was starting to get on my nerve.

We had reached Jimmy’s porch. Johnny scampered up the steps and rushed inside, leaving me with Brian. Laughter and shouts drifted through the open door. Brian and I stood face to face at the bottom of the stairs, eyeing each other. Something about him was annoying me, fucker was being a dick.

“Fuck or get inside assholes!” Matt appeared at the door, a huge grin plastered across his face. What the fuck was he smiling at?

“Disgusting dude,” I made a gag noise and pushed past Brian. Grumbling incoherent thoughts, Brian followed my lead.

Notes

So Brian isn't too happy that Amelia is there. Hmm, I wonder why?

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C.H. Sullivan

Title Cred: Hollywood Undead - Pigskin