Antagonize Me (5 page)

There is a party tonight and I’m meant to be going. This time I’m absolutely
not
drinking.

I get ready while the girls are finalizing their makeup by chucking on my new shirt. I love the saying printed on my new shirt and I had to get it: ‘The funniest thing about this shirt is that by the time you realize it doesn’t say anything, it's too late for you to stop reading it¸ you dumb fuck.’ The girls walk out in their gorgeous outfits. I have on my ballet flats with my shorts and shirt. Katrina walks up to me and reads my shirt, her nose scrunches and then she makes a disgusted face.

“Why are you wearing that?” She points at my shirt. I laugh at her and grab my phone from my bed and start toward the door. When I pull it open, Tanner is standing there in jeans and a shirt I bought for him. It reads, ‘You look like I need another drink.’ He reads my shirt and smiles.

“Nice shirt!” I smile up at him and his eyes lock on mine.

“How can you say that, it’s disgusting,” Katrina says walking to the door and stopping when she sees Tanner’s shirt. “So is yours, by the way,” she sneers, walking past him. I stifle my laugh as she takes off and he follows after her.

The rest of the girls and I eventually catch up to the couple and I can see Tanner has made her smile. She’s not so upset anymore. We walk into the house and there are girls everywhere. They are basically wearing nothing and have guys following them around like they might get lucky. Hillary and I follow Tanner and Katrina over to where the rest of the boys are sitting. Once we reach them, all the boys have a girl on their lap, including Kyrone. He spots me and puts his hand in the air saying hello and I throw a look of disgust at him. The girl on his lap is kissing her way up his neck and her legs are wrapped tightly around his waist.

“Christina, you want this spot?” he asks, pointing to where the girl is. I flip him off, but it only encourages him. He lifts the girl up and places her next to him, I turn my head away not wanting to watch anymore when my feet are knocked out from under me. “Your shirts turn me on,” Kyrone says and I smack him in the chest to put me down. His hand finds my ass and he feels around. “But you with no panties on turns me on just that little bit more.”

“Put me down, you fuckhead,” I say, to which he laughs and carries me over to where he was sitting. Everyone is watching us, including Tanner. I break eye contact with Tanner and turn back to Kyrone. “You know I wouldn’t touch you with a ten-foot pole, right?” I say while trying to break free.

“Lucky for you I have a twelve-inch pole.” He winks and finally I’m able to stand up.

“He’s all yours,” I say to the girl as she climbs back on his lap. I make a dash away from them and I spot a familiar face in the crowd and walk over to him. I don’t know what he’s doing here because I’m pretty sure he doesn’t go to this school, but I recognize him from the music store I work at. He’s tall and built, but not as big as Tanner or Kyrone. He’s covered in tattoos and has a lip piercing. He nods to me when he sees me as I make my way over to him.

“CJ,” he says.

“Tick,” I reply and look around at his friends. They all look at me assessing me as they do and each of them is covered in ink with piercings of some sort.

“You're looking good,” he says smiling down at me. I smile back up to him and he reaches for my waist and pulls me to him. I’m a bit shocked, but when his lips land on mine I’m even more shocked. I don’t know what to do at first. I mean, obviously I’ve kissed and slept with guys before, but just none as forward as this. His fingers dig into my waist when I don’t open my mouth. Then my mouth opens automatically when I feel the pinch of pain and I give him access. His tongue enters mine and he pulls me closer so there’s no space between us.

I gasp when his lips leave mine and look around to see Tanner and Kyrone standing there with wide eyes and shaking their heads in amazement. Tick laughs at them and pulls me back in again kissing the edge of my mouth. Hands pull me back from him and I look up to a very pissed off Tick, which is quite scary. Tanner has his hands on my waist and Kyrone stands in front of me. I like the feel of Tanner’s hands on me and try not to sink into him.

“You're not invited to this house,” Kyrone states in a low voice. I can hear the anger in his voice.

“I was invited actually and I came for what I wanted.” Tick’s eyes land on me. I don’t smile as I’m frozen in place.

“She isn’t yours and you aren’t touching her again,” Kyrone growls. With those words I take a step forward, leaving Tanner’s hands.

“CJ, let’s go,” Tick orders, placing his hand out for me to take. I look at Kyrone and see that he’s literally about to blow. I have never seen him so mad before.

“Nah, I’m good. I'll see you soon,” I say, walking away from the confrontation hoping it will cool everyone down. As I walk into the hallway away from everyone, Kyrone steps in front of me.

“Why the fuck were you kissing that bastard?” he demands to know, still very much angry. I shrug my shoulders at him because honestly, I don’t know why.

“Hold up. What do you care if I kissed him? Go back to your whore.” I wave him off.

“Don’t go near him again,” he declares and storms off. I laugh at his macho act and go find Hillary because I’m going home. Too much drama for one night for me.

I can't find Hillary anywhere; she’s possibly even left for all I know. I decide I’ll start walking. It's not too far from the dorms, maybe a twenty-minute walk. As I step away from the house, I hear my name being called. Not the name everyone calls me by, but my actual name, and I groan when I realize who it is. I try to walk faster so he gets the hint, but he never does.

“Hillary told me she has someone there tonight, I said you could stay at my place,” he offers.

What, really?
Hillary never kicks me out.

“You’re joking?” He shakes his head, confirming. I weigh my options, go my room and bang on the door for whomever to leave, or sleep at Kyrone’s. I really don’t want to be mean to Hillary, she’d never do that to me but I really don’t want to spend any more time with Kyrone, especially if he has company.

“Where’s your whore?” I ask, looking up at him.

“You’re my whore for the night,” he grins, showing that one dimple in his cheek.

“Fuck off,” I say and start walking again.
To where? I have no idea.

“Come on. We can watch a sappy movie together and go to sleep. I even have chocolate,” he tells me, trying to persuade me.

“I’m not watching
The Notebook
,” I say, cringing at the all-time crazy-in-love movie that girls love. He shakes his head at me. “You surprise me every day,” he says smiling and reaching for my hand. I let him take it because I really am tired and I have to admit that a movie and chocolate don’t sound all that bad. I love chocolate; it’s the way to my heart.

We walk a few houses down in silence and we stop when we reach Tanner and Kyrone’s house. He opens the door and I follow him to his room. I don’t really remember too much about his room from last time since I was kind of in a rush to leave it. It’s actually quite nice. He has a large television in front of his bed, and his bed is huge. It’s very plain though, with only a few personal effects.

“Nice room,” I compliment, walking around looking at everything. I look back at him and see a glint in his eye and a wide smile on his lips.

“We should fuck,” Kyrone states.

“What? Why would you wish me harm like that?” I ask sounding serious. “No harm baby, but hey, we could have fun. You know with my twelve-foot pole and all.” He thrust his hips at me.

“You’re dreaming, I don’t even like you. You antagonize me,” I say, continuing to walk around the room.

“That’s the whole point. Mad sex is the best sex,” he says calmly.

“You’ve had too many Barbies on your cock and I will not be one of them,” I tell him honestly. “Change the subject.”

“But you could be my only pink-haired Barbie. I’ll even give you multiple orgasms,” he promises, grabbing my ass. I’m actually contemplating it. He is delicious, but he annoys the crap out of me and isn’t my usual type.

“Don’t think about it. Let's just fuck.” He throws his shirt off over his head and I’m met with his delicious and much-toned body.

“You have a way with words, you know that?” My eyes can't leave his body.

“I know, my mouth is very useful.” He places a finger in his mouth, then sucks it and removes it with a pop.

“And… you’re disgusting.”

“I am, but I bet I can make you scream my name.” This time he goes for his pants and they drop to the floor.

“You wish.”

“Oh, but I know. They all do eventually.” He grabs hold of his boxers, toying with them in front of me.
Why does he have to be so attractive?

“You know, I’m not like most of the girls you fuck, right?”

“Oh, don’t I ever, plus I have a feeling we will
both
enjoy it.”

“Says you!” He drops his pants and I stand there with my eyes glued to his very hard cock.

“Yes, me and your wet pussy, right now.”

“It's not wet, you freak.”

It is! It so is!

“Let me touch it,” he says, leaning in to grab my goods. I hit his hand away.

“Get undressed, it’s just sex. You need it, I want it.”

“Just sex,” I say, trying to sound bewildered but, in fact, I want him to touch me.

“Yes, nothing more.”

“Nothing more?” I confirm. He nods his head walking closer, all six foot plus of him and his twelve-foot pole move closer to me.

“Strip,” he orders, inches from me. I step back and take my shirt off. His eyes lock on mine and then I slowly take my sports bra off as well. His eyes are hooded, full of lust now. I place my hand into my shorts and undo the button, letting them fall to the floor. I don’t have anything on underneath. “Stop,” he declares as I walk backward toward the bed. He lifts me up and carries me to the office chair he has at his desk. He reaches next to him to retrieve a condom, puts it on, and drops to his knees in front of me.

What happens next is so unexpected and I gasp from his warmth. His tongue invades me, and I throw my head back in pleasure. He really is good at it and he knows how to use it, which surprises me. Most guys think they know what they’re doing with their tongue, but actually have no idea about the right areas to lick, to suck, to put pressure on. He does though, and it’s making my toes start to curl. He inserts a finger as he breathes heavily on my clit and I throw my head back onto the chair. He’s really good at this, so good that I’m close already and he hasn’t even been down there for long. I scream out as he licks from where his fingers are to my clit.

“Stand,” he demands as he stands up. I do as he says and he picks me up so my legs wrap around his waist. He reaches between us and places his cock in my pussy. I sink down onto him and start a rhythm. He grabs hold of my ass and takes over as he lifts me and slams me back down, up and down again. I can feel the tingles starting again… another one so soon? This surprises me because I have no idea why he’s between my legs right now with me wrapped around him like he’s about to bestow the best gift to me.

I start to shake, I’m there. He slams my back into the wall and I’m finding it hard to keep up. He has so much energy and doesn’t seem to want to slow down. He pins my hands above my head and just as he thrusts into me hard… I come, I come so hard I start to scream.

“Say my name,” he growls, looking at me. I avoid eye contact and let the waves of pleasure roll through me. He thrusts into me again, coming to his own pleasure. “Say it!” I collapse on him as he stops and carries me back to the bed. He drops me and lies down next to me. “I knew you’d be a good fuck,” he says, not looking at me.

I pull my eyes up and look at the ceiling and huff out a breath. “I thought you’d be shit,” I say and he reaches over and grabs my breast.

“You want to go for number three?” he asks palming me.

“No, buzz off and let me sleep,” I say removing his hand and rolling away from him.

“Come on. I could go again and this time I’ll
make
you say my name.”

“No, you can’t. I won’t say it.”

“Yes, you will,” he says confidently, standing up. I turn to face him as he walks to the cupboard. He grabs something and walks to the television and turns it on, then he throws something at me. I look down and notice that chocolate has landed on my belly. I smile and then realize why I’m smiling and shut it down. He knows it’s my favorite.