Kalen stands up and strokes his cock a few times before lining himself up and pushing inside of her in one swift thrust. He licks his lips, and I can see the wetness from her cum on his face. It turns me the fuck on, and I tighten my grip on my dick. He fucks her rough, her tits bouncing with every thrust. His head is thrown back on his shoulders, a deep, throaty groan coming from him as she whimpers beneath him on the bed. The slick sounds of his cock sliding in and out of her wet cunt are loud, the smell of sex thick in the air.
I’m fucking my hand to the same rhythm he’s fucking her to, my other hand sliding down and grabbing my balls. They’re heavy in my palm, dying to be drained. A groan rumbles in my chest as I squeeze them tight, pre-cum leaking from my slit. Kalen’s thumb finds Marie’s clit, rubbing soft circles around it as he continues to fuck her savagely. Her body tightens up as she screams his name, coming for a second time, this time all over his dick.
Pulling out of her, his fist wraps around his cum-soaked cock, growling, “On your knees.” Sliding off the bed and onto the floor, she wastes no time wrapping her lips around him. His fingers weave into her hair, gripping tight as he starts to fuck her throat roughly. Her hands fly up to his thighs, the gagging and slurping noises the only sound in the room. Watching him absolutely destroy her throat has my cock leaking some more, tingles spread low in my spine.
He thrusts in a few more times before he stills, roaring out as he spills down her throat. Looking over at me, his gaze falls on my hand working my cock, a blissed-out smile spreading on his face. “Don’t you fucking come yet,” he barks, pulling out of Marie’s mouth.
As soon as he’s in front of me, he drops to his knees in between my open thighs, slapping my hand away, and swallowing my dick whole. Anderson’s face flashes into my mind, and an immediate twinge of guilt creeps in, but I shove it away just as quickly. He’s probably fucking his girlfriend right now, so why the fuck shouldn’t I let Kalen make me come? Not like Anderson fucking wants me anyway.
Bringing my attention fully back to the here and now, I fist his shaggy hair, thrusting my hips up. “Fuckkk,Kalen.”
He moans around my cock, vibrations shooting through my body like electricity. Taking me all the way to the back of his throat, swallowing around me, I swear I fucking see God. His cheeks are hollowed and the suction from his mouth is otherworldly. With next to no warning, my balls draw up tight, and I explode down his throat.
“Oh, fuck. Shit.Yes,” I groan. “Yes, fuck! Ahhh, that’s it.”
He swallows me down, not pulling off until every last drop is gone. My chest is heaving, pulse pounding way too fast, and my body feels boneless.Holy fucking shit,that was good.
***
My head is fucking throbbing from last night. After everything went down with Kalen and Marie, we all went back downstairs, did some more coke, and drank a fuckton more. I ended up crashing in his guest room at who knows what time, only to wake up this morning feeling uncomfortable as hell and needing to get out of there.
I dipped and drove home shortly after that and have been home for about an hour now. Kalen just called me and told me he’s coming here to kick it for a while, plus I need to buy more shit from him anyway.
Anderson has already called me twice this morning and sent two different texts—one was pleading with me to answer, the other was calling me an immature asshole.He’s not wrong.
Part of me—a big part—really wants to answer and see what the fuck he could possibly say for himself, but it’s not worth it. I’m hurt enough. I don’t need to make it worse by pouring salt in my wounds.
I’m in the kitchen guzzling some water, when I hear the front door close. “Kal?” I shout, capping my water and making my way toward the entryway.
“’Sup, boss.” He’s freshly showered, his shaggy hair damp and hanging in his face. He’s wearing ripped jeans and a black hoodie, and he looks much more alive than I feel.
“Why do you look like you feel a million bucks, while I feel like garbage trampled over thirty times over?” I laugh, leading us up the stairs to my room.
“Popped a perc before I left my house. Are you completely out?”
“Yeah, dude. So, hook a bro up.”
“Aight, I got you.” He tosses his backpack on my bed, unzipping it, and pulling out a gallon size Ziploc bag full of drugs. My mouth waters as my hand rubs the back of my neck. “How many you want?”
“Enough to get me through the week. Actually, can you give me like five more than you did last time?”
He works on divvying out the amount, placing them in another baggie, while I grab the cash and drop it on the bed. Once he’s done and has everything tucked away in his backpack, he walks over to my desk, dumps out powder, and cuts some lines. I go to stand next to him, taking the rolled-up bill he offers me, raising my eyebrow.
“Molly,” he answers my unspoken question.
That’s all I need to know before snorting it up into my brain.Fuck.I always forget how much molly burns compared to coke. I hand him the bill as I wipe my nose. He quickly inhales the lines, tossing the bill down, and throwing his head back.
Walking over to my bed, I climb on, lying down and staring at the ceiling. My mind can’t help but travel to Anderson. The one fucking person I don’t want to be thinking of, I can’t get out of my head.
Figures.
The bed dips as Kalen climbs on. I assume he’s going to lie next to me, so I’m surprised when he climbs on top of me.What the fuck?His hands plant themselves on either side of my head, his face inches away. I can smell the nicotine from the cigarette he most likely smoked before coming here on his breath seconds before his lips press down on mine.
My still-sober mind is not really in the mood for this, but whatever. Once the drugs invade my bloodstream, I’m sure that’ll change. My hands grab onto his ass as my mouth parts for him. A soft moan bubbles up his throat as his tongue dives into my mouth, exploring and caressing mine.
He pulls back slightly, just enough to look into my eyes. “You’re different, you know that?”
Uh… what now?“How do you mean?”