Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49998 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49998 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)
The activity at the wall bore as much resemblance to the sexy picture book as a bulldozer does to a Ferrari. Zephyr groaned gutturally and twisted Erin’s long blond hair around his balled fist. He flexed those athletic thighs in a slow, steady rhythm, thrusting his cock up between her orbs and right into her waiting lips. With each thrust into her mouth, Erin made a weak, wet, little gasp.
All the while, the younger guys were digging the show. A couple even put their hands over their crotches and rubbed themselves through their pants.
“Nice work, Holland,” one of the boys called out. “Your sister as talented as you are?”
Erin was working on getting it over with. She didn’t like an audience.
“Slower,” Zephyr admonished her, pushing his cock deep against the inside her mouth and smacking her cheek playfully, “and make me believe you like it.”
“Oh, I do, I do!” she said with him still between her lips.
“Liar. I don’t believe you.”
“Oh, Zephyr, I like it. I love you.”
“Don’t stop to talk, you bitch. Keep sucking.” He shoved her head back into position and sped up. His moans were shallower now.
I’d never seen a guy come in real life, but even I knew he was getting close.
“Give it to her, man!” another guy shouted.
“Paint her fucking tits!”
As disgusting as the whole display was, I couldn’t look away. He was taking her so savagely. Even from where I crouched, I could hear the submissive slurping as Erin licked his bobbing head. I could hear his balls slapping against her skin as he ground frantically between those tits.
My eyes strained for a better look at his body. My desire was locked equidistantly between revulsion and attraction, a feeling I didn’t even know existed. I guess I leaned a little too far because Arvo saw me.
“Who’s over there?” he called.
I ducked back behind the birch, but it was too late. The crew was already starting to cackle at the idea of someone spying on their little sex show.
“We got a snoop out there,” Sol laughed. “Come on, perv. Show your face! Maybe we’ll even let you join in.”
I was resigned to the merciless hazing I would get once I stepped out. There was no getting around it. I had to get to class any second. The only way there was to pass that wall. I had to do it.
I straightened up, smoothed my skirt, waved a little cool air into my face, and turned to face them.
Zephyr lost it. “No shit! If it ain’t Biba the ballbuster. You like what you see, bitch?”
I lifted my chin and came up with the best retort I could at the moment: “Not sure there’s much to see.”
“Oh, there’s plenty.”
As if to prove his point, Zephyr pushed Erin’s head to the side. Suddenly, I had a much more comprehensive view of her activities. I couldn’t help but gape at her slavering mouth around his hard staff.
My lips opened to insult him again, but nothing came out. My tongue was swollen and salivating. My brain couldn’t quite form the words.
“Like what you see, baby?” he whispered, beckoning me to him.
I did the only thing I knew a girl could do to take back the power from a first-order asshat like Zephyr. I laughed right at his dumb, arrogant face. That rod in his fist started to wane the second I did it.
“The hell are you laughing at?”
“I’m just thinking of how you’ll be jerking that thing later while imagining me.”
“No way, Quinn. No fucking way.” He was pulling up his boxers and jeans while he shouted at me. “You don’t even register on my radar, okay. The only reason I think of you is to plan how to break you.”
I moved quickly, with as much confidence as I could fake, to the observatory. Zephyr’s verbal daggers stopped flying in my direction the second I was out of view, but I could still hear him laying into the other guys.
I’d been as dignified as I could be in that messed-up situation. I had looked Zephyr straight in the eye and the hard-on and told him to back off. It was the best I could manage, considering …
… considering how turned on the whole thing made me.
I was already late for Jacobean drama class, but my very core was aching. I had never felt this type of urgent, overheating desire before. I ducked into a utility closet. Hiking up my skirt, I confirmed what I’d suspected the whole time I had watched Zephyr and Erin. My panties were soaked through.
Chapter 5
Biba
You don’t grow up in Seattle without coming into contact with mariners. The navy influenced so much of the economy. I witnessed unchecked libidos and their lack of rational thinking when they’d been at sea for prolonged periods. From a young age, I had learned an immutable law: avoid horny sailors.