I pressed my thigh into her pussy and she gasped at the contact. "West, if we don't get started soon, I'm going to make you fuck me right here in the middle of the mat."
I smiled and pressed my mouth just below her ear, kissing her right where she likes it. My pocket vibrated a few times, and then again, and again. "What the fuck?" I said before pulling my phone out of my pocket. I usually didn't bring it with me out on the floor, but I forgot to leave it in my office. "Instagram notification," I said before reading it.
You've been tagged in a post by @GPHSknowsall
Fucking awesome.
"What is it this time?" Ashtyn asked, peering over my arm. I clicked on the notification and waited for it to load.
It was a photo of a red Jeep–Everett's souped-up red Jeep–parked outside Ashtyn's house. There were three photos. One of both of them in the Jeep, one of Ashtyn climbing out, and one of Everett driving away with a smile on his face.
Looks like our little South Side Whore is at it again, this time with a football player from GPU. What does @WestMoretti think about his slut riding @EverettPellham's joystick right after fucking him? I hope you boys like to share. You'll be doing a lot of that with @AshHawth01
I saw red as I crushed my phone in the palm of my hand. As soon as the post was up, the likes and comments flooded in. People at school were thriving on this shit. They loved that a stranger and stalker was doing everything he or she could to embarrass Ashtyn.
I looked over at her, not expecting the blank stare and thin line of her mouth. She didn't blink and barely breathed.
"Hey, we're going to figure out who this asshole is. This is bullshit.”
Ashtyn looked at me and smiled. “I have an idea, but I’m not sure you’re gonna like it.”
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IgrabbedWest’shand,which was still clenched around his cell phone, and dragged him over to Everett who was wiping down the ellipticals. I pried West’s phone from his hand and shoved it in Everett’s face.
“What the…” he looked at it with furrowed brows and a scowl that slowly turned to a grin. “Whose cereal did you piss in?”
“It’s a long list. Care to take a selfie with us?”
West interrupted before Everett could answer. “Shouldn’t we ignore the fucker and try to figure out who it is?”
“Trust me, this is the only way to win against this psycho. I did something similar last time.”
“Ah yes, the infamous BJ pic. Looked like you two were really into it,” Everett waggled his eyebrows and West rolled his eyes.
“So, are you up for it? A selfie, I mean.”
“Hell yeah! I’m always down to stir the pot a little,” Everett winked. I knew he would be. The guy seemed to be down for just about anything and he’d do it with a smile on his face.
I turned the camera on and flipped it to the three of us. Everett smiled in preparation and West had a scowl on his face.
“Could you at least pretend to be enjoying yourself?” I elbowed West in the ribs.
He smirked and buried his face into the side of my neck, pressing his entire body against the back of mine, and suckinghardon my sensitive skin. I yelped and Everett laughed, throwing up a “hang loose” symbol with his hand. I took a few pictures, hoping to get one that would give the effect I was looking for.
Bingo.
I chose the best one and typed out a caption.
No caption necessary. *Kiss lips emoji* @GPHSknowsall
I clicked “post” and admired my handiwork. That should do it. If my stalker wanted to play games, they were going to learn that I could play them better.
“Think this is a good idea?” West asked from behind me.
“Too late now. It’s out in the world. Plus, everyone already thinks I’m a slut so what’s it matter?”