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๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ - ๐๐ง๐๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ฎ๐๐ง๐๐
๐๐๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ : mean jock!Ari Levinson x naive!reader
๐๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: extreme voyeurism, daddy!kink, drugs (ecstasy), smutt, dd/lg vibes, dubcon, choking, dark Ari, liar Ari, cheater Ari, mean Ari, size difference, innocence kink, naive reader, 18+ only, minors dni!
๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐ฒ: Finally sick of Ari's lies, you're determined not to fall victim to his charms again.
๐/๐: This is part 2 of my fic, Wicked Games. Oh, I'm nervous about posting this! Please forgive any mistakes! Major warning for drug use and dubcon smut! Also, we finally find out who the second love interest it! Word count: 14.7k.
Coming to this party was a huge mistake, and you realise that the moment you enter the frat house. The musicโs so loud, you can barely hear yourself think. You definitely canโt hear your friend Wanda, whoโs excitedly mouthing stuff at you as she hands you a shot. You quickly down it with her before taking in your surroundings: the whole room is dark and packed, with red and black strobe lights thumping along with the music. Bodies writhing at every turn, people laughing, screaming, kissing and more.
And then you see him. Amongst the sea of what feels like a bazillion people, Ari stands heads above them all. The 6โ6โโ captain of the basketball team, so handsome in a white shirt that clings snugly to his muscular biceps. Even with a snapback resting backwards on his head, you can still see tufts of his long brown hair curling at the base of his neck. God, did he have to be so goddamn hot?
Of course, heโs staring straight back at you, and you know you should look away. But you stand there, gormless and entranced like a schoolgirl. Watching him take in your body, letting his eyes trail leisurely down your form and drink everything in. Heโs a fair distance away from you and half obstructed by dancing bodies, but you somehow still see his pink tongue peak out and run over his lips hungrily as he gazes at you.
Your dress is fire-engine red, daringly short and so form fitting that it barely covers your butt. The material is stretchy, hugging your body as the neckline dips lower than what youโre normally used to. You know Ari recognises the dress by the way his Adamโs apple bobs up and down. His eyes are locked in place, taking over your accentuated curves and pushed up cleavage.
Heโd seen it in your closet a few weeks ago, and you remember how heโd picked it up and whistled. โWhat a slutty dress, baby.โ Heโd said, โWhy donโt you put it on for daddy?โ And of course, you had. You did anything he asked you to, and youโd never forget how dark his eyes had gotten, and how sombre heโd looked as heโd beckoned you over to his lap, his hands running up and down your body covered in the thin red fabric. โI donโt want you wearing this dress in public, okay baby? Slutty dresses like this are for my eyes only. Promise me youโll never wear this for anyone else.โ
And promise you had, but yet here you were. And you can practically see the smoke billowing out of Ariโs ears, and you can see his jaw clenching as heโs unable to rip his eyes off of you. And you feel almost bad for disobeying him, until you see a pink manicured hand grab Ariโs face and pull him down for a kiss. Sharon. He was here with her. But of course, he was here with her! She was his girlfriend, after all. And you were the gullible fool who heโd strung along the whole time he was with her.
It had only taken you a few days after your last hook-up with Ari in the locker-room to realise that he had not broken up with Sharon like heโd told you he had. Youโd seen them together on the campus courtyard, hand-in-hand, Sharon looking happier than ever. She definitely didnโt look like someone whose uncle had just died. Ari had seen you too, and all he could muster up was a sheepish look before his girlfriend had dragged him away.
That had been last week, and since then, heโd been texting you nonstop.
Ari: Baby, itโs not what it looks like. Me and Sharon are just friends now!
Ari: Okay, fine. We got back together. But, baby, itโs only temporary ;) You know youโre my number one girl.
Ari: Send daddy a pic, baby girl ;)
Ari: Okay, I get that youโre mad but you know I donโt like it when you ignore my messages.
Ari: I miss you, baby. Letโs FaceTime soon, okay? Wear something sexy ;)
Ari: Fuck you. Iโve got plenty of other options.
You prided yourself on not answering even one of his texts, despite the fact that you could feel your resolve weakening all week. But you were determined to never speak to him again, and definitely never be his play-thing or side-chick again. And now here you were, at a frat party that youโd let your friend Wanda drag you to. Which you definitely didnโt come just so you could show Ari exactly what he was missing out on. Definitely notโฆ
Tearing your gaze away from the beefy basketball captain, you pour yourself and Wanda another shot each, cringing as the colourless liquid sloshes down your throat. But the burn is a welcome change from the heartache you feel, knowing youโre in the same room as Ari and her. You dare to peak back at them one more time and hate yourself for doing it because now theyโre dancing together, although you can see Ari still looking straight at you while his girlfriendโs back is turned.
โCโmon, letโs dance.โ You drag Wanda to the dance floor determinedly.
โWell, well, well, if it isnโt Little Miss Side Chick.โ You hear a deep voice in your ear as two heavy hands land on your hips. Wanda has already busied herself with dancing with a guy you vaguely remember from freshman orientation, so you turn around and come face to face with another basketball player. Tall and rugged, hair buzzed off and tattoos smattered all over his chest and arms. Curtis.
โWhat do you want?โ You sneer, because Curtis is Ariโs best friend. And anyone associated with Ari is an enemy to you.
โWhoa, retract your claws, kitten. Iโm not looking for a fight.โ Curtis smirks, his hands firmly planted on your hips, swaying you along with him to the upbeat music. His body is practically glued to yours, and you canโt help but inhale his manly scent. Itโs some type of aftershave that you donโt recognise, but boy does it smell good.
โWell, I donโt care what youโre looking for!โ You raise your chin up at him defiantly, despite the fact that heโs more than a head taller than you. โAnd you can report that back to Ari, okay? And then you and him can both go to hellโWhoops!โ You stumble forward in your high heels and cling to the beefy buzzcut-haired man in front of you to regain your balance. Curtisโ hand travels up to the small of your back as he pulls you closer, a shit-eating grin on his face.
โCareful, kitty kat.โ
โDonโt call me that!โ
โBut you let Ari call you whatever he wants.โ His lips brush against your ear as he whispers, and you canโt help but cling to him. You feel like a small fish in this gigantic pond of a party, and Curtis feels solid as you teeter in your heels. You see the glint in his eye as he flashes you a smile. โIโve heard you getting fucked, you know.โ
You pout, โThatโs really pervy, Curtis.โ
โYeah? I feel like you and Levinson both love an audience. You want a drink, kitten?โ
ย โNo!โ
โCโmon, you look like you need a drink. I mean, just look at you. Standing in the middle of the dancefloor looking all cute and pouty like a little baby.โ
โ โm not a baby!โ
As if on cue, you pout again. But you let Curtis drag you back to the drinks table, watching in awe as he mixes different things together in a crystal glass he seems to have conjured out of nowhere. Something compels you to look over your shoulder, and you spy Ari from across the room. Sharonโs arms are around his neck but his eyes are still boring holes into you. Heโs got a can of beer that heโs currently crushing in his fist, and even in the darkness, you can see his face going red as his lips pull into a sneer.
Oh, he was jealous!
You giggle and give him a wave before pointedly turning back to Curtis and accepting whatever drink heโs just mixed for you.
โA baby drink for a baby like you.โ Curtis pulls your cheek condescendingly and you scowl before eyeing the concoction in the glass. Itโs a pretty pale pink colour and smells kind of fruity. You look up questioningly at Curtis, who crosses his arms over his chest as he grins like a Cheshire cat. โGo ahead, kitten, it wonโt bite. I told you, itโs a baby drink โ you wouldnโt even know thereโs alcohol in it. Tastes like strawberries and cream.โ
โWellโฆ that does sound yummy.โ You dip your pinkie finger in the drink and swirl it around, pretending to consider it. Your eyes dart sideways in Ariโs direction once more. And heโs still staring at you, despite the fact that his girlfriendโs all up against him, whispering something in his ear. God, that makes you mad, and you down the drink without a second thought. It goes down your throat easy, with a pleasantly fruity aftertaste. You look up at Curtis and beam.
โYou were right! Tasted much better than shots! Could I have another, maybe?โ You bat your lashes at him and he smirks. But he makes you another one, and you down it quickly, trying to flush away any thoughts of Ari and Sharon out of your mind. Screw both of them!
โEasy there, kitty kat. Itโs a drink, you donโt have to down it like a shot.โ Curtis grins, and itโs only when you feel his arm around your waist that you realise youโve fallen into him again. Whatever heโd put in your drinks seems to already be hitting you, but you donโt care, donโt care, donโt care! And Curtisโ thumb rubbing circles on your hip feel kind of nice, and so you let him hold you as you sway, blinking rapidly as the alcohol mingles into your bloodstream.
โYou know, kitten, thereโs a bunch of empty rooms upstairs. Maybe we could find one โem so you can lie down for a while?โ Curtis whispers beguilingly in your ear, his lips brushing against your skin and making you shiver in your tiny dress. He casually plays with the flimsy straps, pushing one down and exposing your shoulder. A second later you feel his lips press against your exposed skin, making your heart jump with thrill. Thereโs something hard poking against your stomach, and you giggle and bite your lip.
โDonโt think I can get up the stairs, Curtis. Canโt evenโฆ Canโt even stand up straight!โ Heโs supporting most of your body weight as you lean heavily into him, loving the feel of strong, beefy arms around you. Itโs dark enough that you can almost imagine they belong to someone elseโฆ
โDonโt worry, kitten, Iโll carry you up there. Babies like you are meant to be carried, right? And I want to hear you scream like you did for Levinson in the locker room.โ
You barely have a chance to consider his proposition before you feel a heavy hand grab your arm and pull you backwards. You stumble in your high heels before your back collides with a very solid, very sturdy chest.
โSheโs off limits, Curtis. You know that.โ Ariโs voice is low but firm, and you turn to see the captain of the basketball team glaring daggers at his teammate and best friend, his brows furrowed and lips set in a thin line. His fingers are curled around your upper arm, not showing any signs of letting go as he looms formidably like a giant by your side. Sharonโs nowhere to be found.
โOh yeah? You finally ready to jump ship from one girl to the next, Ari?โ Curtis grins, wholly unperturbed as he pops open a can of beer and takes a long swig.
โVery funny, asshole. Go find someone else to take advantage of.โ Ari says wryly, still holding you with an iron grip while you gape at both of them. And a part of you โ an admittedly pathetic part of you โ is thrilled that Ariโs come over to you now. Clearly, he was affected by you talking to his best friend, and that makes you feel special.
Surprisingly, Curtis backs off easily, slinking off into the party like a panther. The crowd swallows him up, and you watch him go for a moment before the crushing grip gets even tighter. You hear a rumble from Ariโs chest as he mauls you to a dim corner of the room. Itโs still packed with people, but he manages to prop you up in a dark spot, his palms slamming against the wall on either side of you, trapping you against it.
โWell, well, well. Look who showed up to the party.โ Ari sneers, pressing his considerably larger frame against yours. โAnd youโre drunk already. Hasnโt anyone told you not to accept drinks from strangers?โ
You blink up at him, feeling slower and more sluggish than usual thanks to Curtisโ magic drink in your system. But then his words hit you and you scowl, craning your neck to look up at him despite the fact that youโre in heels.
โCurtis isnโt a stranger, heโs my friend!โ (Youโve conveniently forgotten the fact that youโd sworn that any friend of Ariโs was an enemy of yours).
Ari scoffs, โHeโs not your friend. Youโre not allowed to be friends with boys.โ
You stick your chin up at him, โOh yeah? Says who?โ
The huge basketball player drives his pelvis into you with force, his clothed erection rutting against your stomach and making your eyes pop wide open and a gasp dies somewhere in your throat.
He smirks, โSays your daddy.โ
Beyond Ariโs broad shoulder, you can see the party commencing in full force. The DJโs switched to a more R&B centric playlist, and the whole room reverberates with the sounds of heavy bass and sexy crooning lyrics. Couples find each other on the dancefloor, strangers join together like magnets. Swaying and grinding and groping each other in the dark.
You blink several times before refocusing your gaze on Ari, trying not to get lost in his eyes or his smell or just how big and manly he is compared to you. No. You had to stay strong and you had to stay away from him. He was trouble with a capital T, and there was no way you were going to let him get away with cornering you at this party โ not after all the lies heโd fed you about breaking up with his girlfriend. Not after heโd strung you along for weeksโฆ
โFuck off, Ari! You have no right to tell me who I can or canโt be friends with! Now justโฆ Just fuck off and go back to your girlfriend anโ leave me alone!โ Your palms land on his chest and you push with all your might. Unsurprisingly, he doesnโt budge an inch. In fact, he yawns pointedly, infuriating you further as you continue to push his huge, muscular body off of you.
โPlease. You thrive on my attention, baby. Thatโs why youโre wearing this slutty dress and flirting with my best friend.โ He says matter-of-factly, making your blood boil and your jaw drop open indignantly.
โDonโt want your attention!โ
โBabies like you need attention.โ Ari tells you, saying each word slowly as if you truly are a dumb baby who doesnโt understand anything. One of his hands meanders upwards, casually twining a piece of your hair around his finger, โOr else youโll cry and throw a tantrum. And we donโt want the little baby to throw a tantrum, do we?โ
You canโt believe his cockiness! Before you know what youโre doing, you punch him straight in the chest. Hard. But Ari just looks down at you bemusedly. In fact, he looks bored, and that infuriates you even more. And on top of everything else, now your hand hurts and you feel your eyes well with tears.
โAww, did the little baby hurt herself?โ Ari teases, patting your cheek condescendingly. You sniffle and try to swat him away but heโs too quick, too strong. Youโre helpless, stuck against his big, hard body and the wall behind your back and he knows it as he smirks. โPoor little baby, donโt cry or throw a tantrum. Youโve got my attention now, havenโt you? And thatโs what you wanted.โ
โNo, I didnโtโ!โ
He cuts you off with a rough kiss, his tongue forcing its way into your mouth. Even in your heels, he still has to lift you up so he can kiss you properly without you having to crane your neck too much because of his height. And so he grabs your hips and hoists you up against the wall, your bare legs dangling on either side of him as he consumes you with a kiss that seems riddled in possessiveness. Until you bang your fists on his shoulders enough times for him to pull away.
โHowโฆHow dare you kiss me! When your girlfriendโs at the same party!โ You accuse, despite the fact that your heart is racing and lips are tingling and you really want him to kiss you again.
Ari shrugs, still looking bored. โShe went to the bathroom with a bunch of her girlfriends to fix her makeup or something. And you know how girls are with the bathroom, theyโll stay in there for ages.โ He pulls you snug against him, โGives us a bit of time to have fun, baby.โ
โYouโre a man-whore, Ari.โ
He snorts, โAnd youโre lucky you still have my attention, baby girl.โ
Your jaw drops open, โYouโre the one whoโs been texting me nonstop since last week!โ
โJust so you wouldnโt feel bad.โ
You canโt believe him. Huffing, you try to push past him and storm off. Which proves to be impossible considering heโs still got you lifted up against the wall, his leg snug between your thighs. And even if you were in a position to exit the situation, he was way too big and strong and could easily stop you. Ugh. (But not really because that pathetic part of you really is enjoying the attention heโs giving you right now).
โYou look so hot tonight, baby girl.โ Ari mutters as he starts kissing at you again. First, he tries your lips. But youโre still stubborn, still mad at him and so you turn your head. Thatโs not a problem for him, his lips pressing down against your cheek, down to your jaw, then your neck. His hands come up to brazenly squeeze your breasts, making you gasp. โThis is some dress. Luckily, attention-seeking baby suits you well.โ
โStop callinโ me a baby!โ
He gives your ass a hard smack, smirking when you yelp. You thank your lucky stars that itโs too dark and crowded and noisy for anyone around you to notice how indecent heโs being.
โOh, so youโre a big girl now, huh?โ
โLet go of me so I can go have fun with Wandaโโ You once more try to elbow him out of the way but of course, he holds you at bay easily.
โStay put.โ He growls, giving your ass another smack. โAnd answer my question. I asked you if youโre a big girl now.โ
You stick your chin up, โYes, I am.โ
The brunet grins wolfishly. And youโre too tipsy to even notice how, but he suddenly conjures up a tiny translucent plastic baggie, waving it in front of your face. Your eyes take a few seconds to focus on the light blue pills sitting inside, shimmering enticingly as the strobe lights land on them. Theyโve got designs printed on them, but youโre way too tipsy to decipher what they are.
โIf youโre such a big girl, then youโll have no problem having some of this big girl candy that daddy got specially for you.โ
Your heart lurches. Sure, youโre tipsy as hell right now. But youโre certain you know what those pills areโฆ donโt you? And maybe it isnโt the best idea for you to take your first ecstasy pill with only Ari of all people there with you. But what does it matter? When heโs slowly grinding his thigh up between your legs, one of his hands groping all over your body and pressing up your dress?
โIโฆ uhโฆ I dunno, Ariโฆโ
He takes one tablet out before shoving the baggie into his pocket.
โCโmon. Prove youโre a big girl and take one.โ
Every sane cell in your body is screaming at you not to, but it seems like youโre not only drunk off alcohol, but also off of his touch and attention.
Ariโs thumb trails across your lower lip, stroking it gently before tipping it open. You watch him, slack-jawed and in awe, as he slowly brings the blue tablet up to his own lips. He holds it between his teeth before he dips his head and catches your lips in a deep kiss, transferring the pill into your mouth. It rests on your tongue for a second before you gather your saliva and swallow it quickly, wanting to prove to him that you were indeed a big girl.
Iโll just let him kiss me for a while and then Iโll leave, you tell yourself, sighing as he peppers butterfly-light kisses all over your neck and shoulder. He pushes the strap of your dress down, much like how Curtis had done earlier. And all you can think about is how good it feels when Ari does it, when he touches you like how no one else could. Not that youโd ever had anyone else โ since Ari was your first. And you fear that no one else would ever compareโฆ
Suddenly, the strobe lights seem so bright, so close. The music feels like itโs coming out from inside you, like The Weeknd is literally belting out his sexy lyrics from inside you. The lights hit Ariโs face, making him look so big and bright, shiny like a diamond. And so close, so sexy. God, heโs so sexyโฆ And you feel sexy too, like the sexiest person in this room, in your sexy red dress with this giant of a man in front of you.
โWanna kiss you, daddy.โ
He smirks against the nape of your neck before straightening up, โKiss me, then.โ
You try, but heโs too tall. Fuck, you really want to kiss him all of a sudden.
โCanโt. Iโm too small.โ But you donโt feel small. Just the opposite, actually. You feel like youโre on top of the world, like youโre the most beautiful, most incredible person in this universe. You wind your arms around his neck, โLift me up. Wanna kiss you.โ
Heโs already got you propped up with his knee jammed between your legs, but for once he makes no smart comment. He wraps his huge hands around your waist and lifting you up. And it feels like youโre as high as the empire state building. No, the moon! Your heartโs soaring and so is your head, your bodyโs buzzing, the musicโs switched up to something even more sexy, and thatโs when you kiss him.
โGood girl,โ he praises against your lips, but all you can focus on is how good it feels to have his lips on yours, how good it feels that his hands are back on your body, touching you everywhere. โYouโre such a good little girl, you know that?โ
โBetter than Sharon?โ
โOf course, baby girl. I donโt care about Sharon. Only you.โ
Firmly holding you against the wall, he pushes your dress up till the tight material is practically around your waist. And who cares, who cares, who cares?! Not you, not when his hands glide up your bare thighs, spreading them before cupping your pussy through the lace of your panties.
โThese are pretty, baby. Did daddy buy you these?โ
โNo,โ you lie. Of course, heโd bought them for you. Ari loved buying you lingerie. Often, heโd have it delivered to your dorm room with a special note telling you to take pictures and send them to him. Sometimes, heโd send other things along with the lingerie. Like once, heโd sent this sex toy โ a dildo which was almost as big as his dick. And there was a note too, ordering you to put on the lingerie and facetime him immediately. Heโd made you fuck yourself on the dildo repeatedly that night, all while you thanked daddy over and over again for your new toy and lingerie set. All while he sat in the comfort of his own dorm room, smoking a cigarette with a smirk on his face, casually pumping his dick and getting off on your humiliation and total submission. Well, you got off on it too.
Now, it only takes a tug of his wrist and your panties are slipping down your legs. They get caught in your heels and you impatiently shake them off, watching the lace as it lays on the ground. Thatโs when you feel a rush of air against your bare pussy, now only concealed by the flimsy material of your dress.
โGod, Levinson, she looks wasted as fuck!โ
You vaguely hear someone say that, but you feel like you are lightyears away from everyone else. As if you and Ari are on your very own planet where only the two of you matter.
As if on cue, Ari presses his clothed crotch against your bare pussy, grinding the denim up and down while you pant in his arms. God, you want him so bad.
โBad little baby, you got my jeans all wet in the middle of a party.โ Ari scolds. But you pay him no heed, instead busying yourself with kissing up his collarbone and smelling his manly cologne, feeling his muscles that ripple through his shirt.
โYouโre so big and strong,โ you murmur, saying exactly what youโre thinking like you have no filter.
Ari puffs his chest out, โI am, arenโt I? Especially compared to a little baby girl like you.โ He drives his crotch against your bare pussy once more, lewdly grinding against you till the denim is soaking wet. And oh, the rough material feels so good against your clit, so good that you donโt even care that heโs dry humping you in the middle of a party with so many people around you.
His hand slips up to grab your hair, and he yanks you up roughly so he can put his lips to your ear, โYouโre my little baby princess, arenโt you?โ
A shiver runs down your spine. You like the sound of that.
โY-Yeah, I am!โ
ย โYou like how much bigger I am than you?โ He licks the shell of your ear.
โAh โ yes!โ
โAnd youโll do anything I tell you, wonโt you? Because youโre just a baby and you need daddy to guide you. Right?โ
โYes, yes, yes!โ You rut against him desperately, hoping heโll carry you up to a bedroom and fuck you hard. Itโs not like youโd be able to walk by yourself. Hell, you canโt even stand by yourself right now, which was why he was holding you up like you were a ragdoll. In the midst of a sea of people, but all you can focus on is Ari. And how high you feel, like youโre as light as a feather, as free as a bird who welcomes the cage of his grip.
You watch as he undoes his fly, pulling his hard cock out of his jeans. Your eyes nearly bug out of your head at how brazenly he does it โ in a room full of people, no less! But you lick your lips, feeling your pussy clench at how fat and thick his cock looks under the pulsating lights. God, he was so big everywhere!
โSo if I tell you that daddy wants to fuck his little girl in front of everyone right now, youโd say yes, wouldnโt you?โ
You lick your lips, lust pulsing through every vein in your body. Youโre already humping against him like a wanton whore, loving the feel of his bare cock gliding against your slippery slit in a room full of people.
โM-Maybe we can we go upstairs, daddy?โ
โNo. Here. Cโmon, baby, you know you want to.โ He nibbles on your ear, โIโll make you my girlfriend if you do this for me.โ
Your heart lifts, your mind feeling euphoric at the idea of that. And you believe him, of course you believe him! How could you not, when youโre feeling so on top of the world right now? Heart beating so fast, blood pumping even fasterโฆ And he said heโd make you his girlfriend! Oh, you wanted that so badly! Youโd do anything to be his girlfriend, anything at allโฆ
โO-Okay, daddy, I guess you canโ AH, FUCK!โ
He pistons his dick inside you in one quick movement, holding your hips firmly in place so you donโt fall over from the sheer force of him forcing his fat dick into your tiny, leaking hole. God, he was so big. Youโd never get used to it.
โGood baby,โ he smirks. There are waves of people around you โ an entire crowd of sweaty, writhing bodies. But all you can feel is Ari, his cock so big and imposing yet your pussy swallows him readily as he bottoms out inside you. Grabbing your face, he kisses you possessively, and you can feel his cocky smirk through the kiss, โfuck yeah, just as tight as always. God, I missed my little pussy.โ
Being fucked by Ari in the middle of the dancefloor of a frat party, drunk and high off your mind while his girlfriend was somewhere in this house. It wasnโt how youโd planned your night to go at all, but you cling to Ari like a koala, allowing him to control your body and take pleasure from you. You can hear him groaning as he fucks you slowly, trying to cover your body completely with his. You can hear him grimace, mutter how fucking tight you are as he tries to hold back from tearing your pussy apart like how he usually does when the two of you are alone.
โNot such a big girl now, are you?โ he mocks, biting at your bottom lip and sucking on it as his dick drives slowly in and out of you. โGetting fucked in the middle of a party because you canโt ever say no to me, huh?โ
โNngh, Ari please. F-Feel so full,โ you moan, never wanting him to stop. Maybe youโd regret this later, but right now itโs like youโre in a bubble of pleasure that has you ignoring the real world around you.
โAnd the fact that you thought you could make me jealous by talking to Curtis,โ Ari huffs, giving you a particularly hard thrust that sends you reeling, and you bite down on his shoulder to keep from screaming at the top of your lungs. โWhat a pathetic little game you played, baby. But Iโll never get jealous, because I already know I own you. And you know it too. I own your fucking pussy.โ
โYes, yes, yes!โ You gasp, feeling him so deep inside you, itโs like heโs practically in your womb. You wrap your legs tighter around him, grinding your clit against his hairy abdomen. The sensation feels heavenly, and youโre so, so closeโฆ
โPromise me youโll never fucking speak to Curtis again,โ he demands.
โFuck me harder, daddyโOW!โ
He slaps your ass hard, and you reel into him, shocked at the blow. Youโd have fallen over if he wasnโt holding you up in his muscular arms.
โFucking say youโll never speak to Curtis again,โ Ari says through gritted teeth, and his fingers wrap around your throat. Your breath hitches, eyes widening. But your pussy squeezes around his dick at the same time his hand squeezes your throat, โSay it or Iโll choke you the fuck out.โ
Fear splices through the euphoria youโre feeling, but his hand constricting around your throat, him controlling your breathing โ it turns you on so fucking much at the same time. But his eyes look so dark, darker than youโve ever seen them. Is it because heโs high too? Or is it something else entirely?
โW-Wonโt talk to him,โ you promise, barely getting the words out.
Ari smiles and releases your throat, and you desperately gasp for breath. But when he kisses you again, you canโt help but hungrily kiss him back.
โI own you,โ he repeats, slipping his hand down to play with your clit, pushing your dress up in the process. Youโre high out of your mind and yet you still try to push the hem of your dress back down, only for him to slap your hands away. โDonโt hide this baby pussy from me, sweetheart.โ
โE-Everyone can see,โ you moan, breath hitching when he pinches your clit harshly before rubbing circles on it.
โLet them watch, baby.โ
As if on cue, you hear someone whistle:
โYouโre a fucking dog, Levinson! Canโt even wait to find a room to get your dick wet, huh?โ
โShe looks high off her ass, bro. Classic Levinson.โ
Ari only laughs, continuing to fuck you and make out with you in the middle of the party as if itโs the most normal thing in the world to be doing. And if heโs okay with it, then it must be okay, right?
โThis is what happens when you come to a party trying to be an attention-seeker,โ he tells you, his fingers leaving your clit as he brings them up to his mouth, sucking noisily, โfuck, you taste so good, sweetheart. Your little baby pussyโs been wet for me all night, huh?โ
โYes, daddy,โ you say dutifully, meeting his thrusts now as you feel yourself getting close. You continue grinding your clit on his hairy abs as he fucks you, the sensation so heavenly as you teeter on the edge of your orgasm, blabbering out your inner thoughts: โIโฆI think about you all the time, want you all the time. Wish you were with me all the timeโฆ.โ
โMm, it gets you all wet, doesnโt it? Fucking a man whoโs got a girlfriend?โ
You gasp, but your walls clench around him all the same.
โMm, I felt that, you slutty little baby,โ Ari smacks your ass again, rocking his hips hard against you as you cry from the pleasure, โIt turns you on that I have a girlfriend and yet Iโm here with you, fucking you in front of all these people like youโre my personal fucking whore.โ
โAri, Iโm so close, Iโโ
ย โBet you wish she was watching us, huh?โ He says suddenly, โI bet that would get you off, wouldnโt it, you dirty little slut?โ
โNooo,โ you moan, but you can feel thrills rippling through your body, your pleasure mounting higher and higher as the music drones on all around you.
Ari licks his lips like heโs the devil himself, โDonโt fucking lie to me, sweetheart. I bet you wish Sharon was here, watching me fuck you.โ His eyes glint wickedly, โBet you wish she was getting herself off to us, donโt you? Fingering herself while she watches her boyfriend cheat on her with a slutty little girl like you.โ
โOh, fuck, fuck, fuck!โ
โMm, and what would you do? Cry your little baby tears and beg for her forgiveness?โ Ari chuckles lowly, and you canโt believe youโre on the brink of orgasm and about to lose it and heโs just there, calm as ever as he fucks you in this room full of people. Forcing his big, fat cock inside you with a smirk on his face as if he owns the whole room. โYouโd beg for my girlfriendโs forgiveness while you take my fat fucking cock inside your sexy little pussy. And sheโd watch us, watch me call you a bad fucking girl while I fuck you so hard that Iโd probably knock you up. And Iโve never fucked her like that, baby. I would never fuck her like that. Only you.โ
โDaddy, please,โ you sob and sob, clutching at his shirt because you feel so overwhelmed.
He grabs your face roughly, making you look at him.
โAnd youโd watch her rub her pussy as she watches us fuck, wouldnโt you? And sheโd cum all over her fingers, watching her boyfriend fuck the living daylights out of you, watching you be a helpless little slut for your daddy. And youโd love every second of it, baby. Because youโre fucking sick, just like meโฆโ
Your orgasm is earth-shattering, breaking your body apart as you squirt all over his huge fucking dick. And he fucks you through it, coaxing your cream out of you as you cry and cry, any sound you make getting drowned out by the blaring music, any thrashing movement blurred by the dancing bodies around you. Some of them know whatโs going on, you know they do. But others donโt, lost in their own world as they dance around the two of you. And waves of searing pleasure overtake your body, over and over again as you grind up against him.
โThatโs right, sweetheart,โ Ari grunts, โcum on my daddy dick like the good little baby you are. God, fuck, youโre squeezinโ me so good, baby, feels so tight and sexy. Gimme another one.โ
You cum again, as if your body is programmed to listen to him, as if just his words can make you orgasm. And thatโs when he blows his load, muttering a string of curses as he empties himself inside you. He always came inside you, no matter what. And you guessed that he wasnโt going to stop that streak now, even in the midst of a crowded party. One or two guys are ogling at the two of you, but youโre too fucked out to care, your spent body sagging against Ariโs huge frame as he fills you up with his hot cum.
Everything is blurry for a while after that. Youโre on the brink of passing out โ not even from the copious amounts of drugs and alcohol in your system, but from how fucked out you feel. But you jolt out of it when Ari pulls out of you, whining needily but he ignores you. Instead, he pulls your dress back down over your ass, and you can feel his hot cum trickling down your thigh.
โHow was she, Levinson?โ Some guy pipes up from within the crowd.
โMove along, smartass.โ Ari glares daggers at the random guy, flipping him off as he shields your body with his bigger one. But there are more guys surrounding you, more people beginning to notice what exactly is going on. Ari seems to catch on to this too, shooting dirty looks all around him as he tries to tug your short dress down even further to cover you more, as if he was fuelled by horniness before but now that heโs come down from that high, heโs hyperaware of everyone around you.
โCanโt feel my legs, daddy,โ you lean heavily against him.
He picks you back up, carrying you through the crowd. You can vaguely hear the voices of other boys over the loud, pounding music. Thumping Ari on the back, congratulating him. You hide your face in his chest, trying not to think about whatโs just happened. He takes you up the stairs, through random corridors, into an empty bedroom, and finally, a bathroom.
โFuck, baby, you okay?โ He asks after setting you down on the sink.
โIโm good,โ you grab at him, trying to wrap your legs around him and pull him into you. You can still feel the effects of the little blue pill, and you try to kiss him but he pulls away, chuckling.
โWe need to clean you up.โ
Funny. He never cleaned you up before. In the past, heโd always fuck you hard and good and then leave you to get yourself together while he typed away on his phone or went outside to smoke. Then, heโd either come back inside to fuck you again, or heโd give you a quick kiss and leave, telling you he was late for practice or something along those lines. But right now, it looks like he was sticking around, and that makes your heart skip a beat.
โI canโt believe I just let you fuck me in front of everyone. It almost doesnโt feel real!โ You muse out loud, wondering maybe it was all just a dream, because you feel so hazy and warm. You swing your heel clad feet, accidentally catching him in the stomach. He shoots you a warning look, grabbing your calves to still you before his expression relaxes.
โItโs what you deserved for ignoring my texts.โ He smirks before grabbing a wad of toilet paper. He wets some of it under the tap and swipes at your thighs, cleaning his cum off you. You bite your lip, watching his tanned biceps ripple as he gets dangerously close to your pussy. You grab his wrist, pushing it between your legs.
โI think you missed a spot, daddy,โ you say in what you hope is a demure and sexy manner.
Ari groans, โDonโt tempt me, baby girl.โ
He feels around your folds, licking his lips as he plays with the mess heโs left in your pussy. But you whine after a while, clearly too sensitive for round two so you push his hand away.
โLemme feel you,โ he persists.
โNuh uh, too sensitive.โ
He rolls his eyes and you giggle, reaching out to smooth his long hair, twining a few strands around your finger. You stay like that for a while, liking how he looks at you in the privacy of this bathroom, where the music from outside is still thumping softly and yet it feels like the two of you are in your own bubble. Where the dull orange light makes him look double handsome, and itโs just the two of you and you can pretend heโs your boyfriend and youโre a happy couple and itโs the best feeling in the world.
Until Ariโs hand slips down between your legs again.
โHey!โ You squeal, batting him off, but he doesnโt relent.
โLet daddy feel you one more time, baby girl,โ he tries to sweet talk you, but you shake your head, pushing him away again. Thatโs when he gets a glint in his eye, digging his fingers into your ribs instead. You squeal as he tickles you, and you try to do it back but clearly, he isnโt as ticklish as you because he just shoots you an amused look. You laugh and laugh, till you canโt breathe and even he chuckles, his face pink.
โAri, will I be your girlfriend now?โ You ask in a small voice once youโve stopped laughing.
A pause. And then he sighs.
โBaby, we already have a good thing goingโโ
โSo then why canโt we go out on dates and do all the romantic things that boyfriends and girlfriends do?โ Your lower lip wobbles but you will yourself to remain calm and collected.
โYou know why.โ Ari avoids your gaze, backing up and gathering all the toilet paper heโs just used. He stuffs it into the bin before washing his hands, and the whole time you look at him, waiting for him to elaborate except he says nothing more.
โB-But I let you fuck me in front of everyone,โ you scrunch your eyes shut to keep your tears at bay, โI let you do anything to me, Ari. And you keep telling me that youโll make me your girlfriend but it never happens. Anโ I trust you more than anything even though you keep lying to me, andโโ
He clears his throat, running his hands through his hair before he reaches out as if to cup your face. But at the last second he holds back, fists curled to his sides. โDonโt do this right now. Look, Iโll get you some water to sober you up, then you can call your friend Carlaโโ
โHer name is Wanda.โ
โCall your friend Wanda, and maybe she can take you home. Youโre completely wasted.โ He canโt help but reach out, fixing the strap of your dress which you hadnโt even noticed had slipped down your shoulder. God, you were a mess. A complete and utter mess and heโd used you again and now he wanted nothing to do with you. His fingers linger, brushing against your bare shoulder before he snatches his hand back and clears his throat once more.
โIs it because Iโm not good enough?โ A lone tear drips down your cheek. And itโs crazy because not even a minute ago you were laughing your ass off.
โNoโโ
โThen why does it feel like youโre using me?โ
No one speaks for several seconds. All you can hear is your own breathing, how you hiccup every now and then. How your head is beginning to pound and how all your emotion seem amplified. You know itโs because youโre drunk, and yet youโre hoping you may get something sincere from him in this bathroom right nowโฆ
But Ari only shakes his head, keeping his eyes trained somewhere beyond your shoulder, as if he canโt seem to look you in the eyeโฆ
โNowโs not the time to talk about thisโโ
โYou lie to me all the time, Ari, and you always take me for granted. Anโ I fall for it every time because I wanna be your girlfriend so badโฆโ Your voice falters, lip curling and tears welling in your eyes, โI really, really like you, Ari. Donโt you like me too? Enough to make me your girlfriend?โ
โI already have a girlfriendโฆโ He blurts out.
His words hit you like shards of glass, piercing you from the inside out. You feel like youโre falling, and even Ari looks guilty, as if he canโt believe heโs just said that so abruptly. Heโs always come up with a story when it comes to his relationship; โwe broke up,โ or โweโre having problems,โ or โsheโs a bitch, I donโt care about her.โ But it seems like now, heโs really just laying it all out on the table. Sheโs his girlfriend. And she always would be.
You bow your head, feeling like a veilโs lifted somewhere between the two of you. โI guess that just makes me the girl you keep around for easy sex.โ
โYou know itโs more than that, babyโโ
His phone rings at that exact moment, cutting him off. But he looks relieved to be interrupted, and hastily fishes it out of his pocket. You sigh, staring down dejectedly into your lap. He keeps his voice low as he talks on the phone, but you catch a few words here and there, like โSharon,โ and โsheโs looking for you.โ
โBaby, I gotta go. But I want you to stay in here until youโre sober enough to go find your friend.โ Ari says, shoving his phone back into his pocket.
โY-Youโre leaving?โ
A pause.
โYes.โ
Another tear trickles down your cheek.
โPlease stay with me. I donโt wanna be alone right now.โ Heโs left you after sex many times before, but this time feels different. You feel vulnerable, small, afraid. Little you in this big party where youโd only feel safe if you were with him. God, it felt so special whenever it was just you and him alone together. Like right now, in the bathroom, where heโd carried you up in his arms, cleaned you himself and laughed while he tickled you. Oh, it felt so special to you! Could he not feel that too? Why did he want to leave?
Ari inhales deeply, โDonโt, okay? You know I canโt stay. Sharonโฆ Sheโs making a scene. Sheโs really drunk, people are starting to notice Iโm not there with herโโ
โIโm really drunk too.โ And high.
He pinches the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger, โThatโs why youโre getting so emotional, okay? Justโฆ Just call Wanda. Or one of your other friends.โ
His words sting, and you know you should just back off. Let him do whatever the fuck he wants to do since clearly all he wanted was to get away from you. But neediness and sorrow clouds your brain and covers your heart, and in a last ditch effort, you reach out to grab his hand.
โPlease stay,โ you beg, and you feel like youโve swallowed your pride but you donโt even care anymore, โPlease, Ari. Y-You donโt have to make me your girlfriend, okay? Iโm sorry I brought it up. Please, just stay with me. Donโt leave me alone, please, please, pleaseโโ
โStop,โ he says gently, peeling your hand off of his, โdonโt make this bigger than it is. We hooked up like we always do, but I need to go now, okay? Iโll text you later.โ
He backs away, pausing at the door. Hope fills your heart, and you wait with bated breath. But then he leaves, walking out casually like all heโs done is use the bathroom. And you sit there, his rejection like poison in your veins. Frozen, drunk, sad, dejected. Oh God, had you really expected him to stay? To be different this time? How many more times were you going to let him lie to you, disrespect you, embarrass you, play you?
How many more times till he broke you completely?
***
โCโmon, Wanda, pick the fuck up.โ You mutter, jabbing at your phone in annoyance. The screen freezes for several seconds, before your call goes to her voice message. For the fourth time in a row. You bite your lip, daring to check your battery. Five percent. Great. Just Great.
ย After Ari had left you in the bathroom, all youโd wanted to do was curl up in the bathtub and cry the whole night away. And thatโs what youโd been doing for at least an hour, until some horny couple barged in and started having sex against the sink. Youโdrun out of there in a hurry, and now here you were at the front of the frat house, wanting nothing more than to go home.
โWhere the hell are you, Wanda?โ You murmur, calling her again and praying to God your phone battery lasts until you find her. You were still drunk and not exactly capable of combing through the crowd of people in search of your friend. When she doesnโt pick up again, you feel a helplessness take over your body, like it had back in the bathroom. All you want to do is collapse down on the grass and cry like a baby, but you will yourself to persevere before you try calling her again.
โExcuse me, sweetheart. Are you okay?โ
The voice is deep and rumbling, with an undertone of amusement. You donโt even bother looking up from your phone, your eyes too busy staring down your battery percentage as it lowers down to three percent.
โIโm fine,โ you say distractedly, trying to walk further away from the frat house in hopes of getting better signal. โIโm just trying to call my friend so we can go hoโโ
Your heel catches against a rock on the grass, sending you flying. You brace yourself for the fall but it never comes. Instead, you feel two strong arms wrap around your waist, catching you and pulling you back till you collide against a hard chest.
โCareful, baby,โ the amused voice murmurs in your ear.
โOh, um, thank you, uhโโ You straighten up and turn around to face the stranger whoโd saved you, finding yourself face to face with a built looking chest wearing an off-white t-shirt and varsity jacket. You crane your neck upwards, breath catching in your throat at what you see.
The stranger is tall and blonde, his pale skin shimmering in the moonlight (probably because youโre drunk because thatโs what it looked like). His muscles ripple under his shirt, and he runs his hand through his hair in a way thatโs all too familiar. His blue eyes sparkle as he smiles down at you, his arms still around your waist as if to hold you steady.
โWow,โ you say dumbly. He was handsome!
He smirks down at you, โSorry, sweetheart, I didnโt quite catch that?โ He had an effortless way of speaking, like a relaxed drawl as if he was far removed from all the craziness of the party going on around him.
โI โ uh โ I said thanks,โ you babble, โthanks for saving me.โ
โYouโre welcome. Whatโs your name?โ
You tell him, trying to keep your words from slurring because of the damned alcohol still pumping in your system. Youโre acutely aware of his arms still around you, and the fact that your heart is beating fast and hard as you look up at him almost in awe. In your inebriated state, his pale colouring made it look like there was a halo around him (either that or a streetlight was shining directly at him), but it made him look almost angelically handsome.
โIโm Steve.โ He says, confidently reaching out to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear, โWhatโs a cute little thing like you doing out by yourself so late at night?โ
You stick your chin up indignantly, โNot by myself! Iโm looking for Wanda!โ
โWhoโs that, sweetheart?โ
โMy best friend.โ
โWell, she isnโt much of a best friend if she left you all alone at this party, is she?โ
Steve cocks his head to the side, a crooked smile on his face thatโs so attractive it makes you swoon inwardly, despite what he was implying.
โShe didnโt leave me, Steve! Sheโs justโฆโ you helplessly scan through the groups of people that have spilled out into the front yard of the frat house, โsheโs around here somewhereโฆโ Your eyes suddenly snap back over to the blonde, suspicion overtaking you. Who exactly was this guy, and where had he just appeared from, looking all handsome and angelic?
โDo youโฆuhโฆdo you go to St. Andrewsโ too?โ You hardly know everyone on campus, seeing as your college is massive and thereโs way too many people that go there. But youโre sure youโd remember seeing someone as handsome as him.
โNope, I go to St. Judeโs.โ
Oh. The enemy college. At least according to Ari (who was the main source of most of your information since he knew everything). Ari hated St Judeโsโ basketball team, as they were the main rivals of his own basketball team. You werenโt much into sports or any of that (you only attended Ariโs basketball games to look cute and get his attention), but you suddenly recognise St. Judeโs distinctive blue and white coloured varsity jacket that Steve has on. It resembles Ariโs varsity jacket โ which is red and gold for St. Andrewโs.
โWhatโre you doing here, then?โ You ask.
Steve shrugs, โMe and my buddies come to your parties every now and thenโฆโ he nods at two other guys in similar varsity jackets. They stand across the lawn from the two of you, talking to a bunch of girls. You look at them for a few seconds before Steve clears his throat, as if he wants you to look at him and him only.
โI think the real question is, sweetheart, what are you doing here?โ
You frown, โWhat do you mean?โ
โWhatโs a baby like you doing all alone at a frat house this late?โ His thumb strokes your bare arm, his other hand still firm on your waist. โYouโre too cute and innocent for a party like this, the frat boys will eat you alive.โ
His eyes glint as he says it, but you presume thatโs just you imagining things because youโre drunk.
โWell actually, Iโm not a baby and I wasnโt alone,โ you try not to hyper-focus on his thumb circling against your skin, โI was with Wanda, and then I was with Ari, and thenโโ
Steveโs grip tightens, โAri?โ
โYeah, Ari. Heโs my boyfrโ Well no, actually heโs my nothing. Heโs no oneโฆโ you sigh sadly, โIโm no one to him and heโs no one to meโฆHe made that pretty clear tonight.โ
The blonde whistles lowly, his hand still rubbing soothingly up and down your arm. And you kind of donโt want him to stop, because he feels so warm and heโs making you feel warm and itโs making you hurt a teensy bit less.
โA pretty little girl like you doesnโt deserve to get her heart broken like that,โ Steve comments, โand you donโt deserve to be left alone to cry by yourself either.โ
โW-Wasnโt crying!โ you lie. God, he was making you sound so pathetic.
He weaves you through the crowd, his grip on you tight as he walks you over to a more secluded area of the front yard. With less people around, his arms catch around your waist and he yanks you closer to him, till youโre flush against his chest, your eyes wide as you look up at him and swallow hard.
โMy point still stands,โ he says, his voice so confident and velvety smooth. โNow, if you were my girl, you wouldnโt even be allowed to step foot inside a party like this, let alone be left unattended.โ
A thrill ripples down your spine, but you barely have time to acknowledge it before you feel a rough grip on your wrist, yanking you away from Steve with heavy force.
โWhat the hell is this?!โ Ari growls, pushing you behind his own body before he squares up to Steve. You gape over at both men, looking from one to the other. Ari was the biggest guy you knew, but Steve matched him in both height and stature. Head-to-head, the two men stare the other down, almost as if they already know each other. Side by side, you notice they look kind of similar. Both of them were tall and bulky, with vivid blue eyes. But Steve was angelically blonde and pale, and Ari was tanner, rougher, darker. Steve looked calm, unperturbed by the interruption โ but Ari looked pissed off beyond belief.
โWhat are you doing here, Rogers?โ He seethes.
Steve smirks, โI wasnโt aware that you owned this frat house, Ari.โ
โCut the bullshit. You know youโre not welcome here. Just because your own college parties are filled with ugly sluts doesnโt mean you have to come to mine.โ
โYours? And who exactly put you in charge?โ
Steve steps closer as if to challenge Ari, but Ari just glowers at him before shaking his head.
โDo whatever the fuck you want, Steve. But sheโs off limits. Everyone here knows sheโs mine.โ Ariโs still got your wrist in a death-grip, and you wince in pain when he squeezes even tighter.
โLemme go, Ari!โ You try to fight against his hold but to no avail.
The blonde snorts, โOh yeah, it really looks like sheโs yours, Levinson.โ
โFuck off.โ
โI know what your girlfriend looks like, asshole. I know itโs not her.โ Steveโs still got that smirk on his face, and you can see Ariโs face going redder and redder. God, he was really getting to him! And they did in fact know each other!
Ari pointedly turns his back to Steve as if to shut him out of the conversation. Instead, he looks at you. โBaby, why are you still here? Itโs getting really late, let me call you an Uber.โ
Baby? Was he serious? After heโd left you alone in the bathroom even after youโd begged and pleaded with him to stay with you?!
You feel a surge of anger, โNo! Donโt want you to call me anything, Ari! Just leave me alone, I can get home by myself.โ
He frowns, โYouโre still drunk. Iโm gonna call you aโโ
โWhereโs Sharon, Levinson?โ Steve pipes up from behind in an amused tone, as if this is all an eveningโs worth of entertainment to him. โThatโs her name, right? Your actual girlfriend?โ
Ari whips around with lightning speed. Your heart jumps to your throat as the brunet lunges forward, grabbing Steve by the collar and getting all up in his face, โIf you donโt shut the fuck upโโ
โOr what, huh, Levinson?โ
The brunet lowers his voice, โYou know damn well I can beat your ass off court just as much as I can in court.โ
Steve scoffs, โYou beat my team, not me.โ
Oh, so Steve was a basketball player too. He and Ari had played against each other.
Ari barks out a laugh, โOh yeah, I forgot you got benched in the last game. Canโt seem to keep that temper in check, can you?โ
The blonde shrugs, โI donโt know, Levinson. Seems like youโre the one whoโs getting all worked up right now.โ
โGo to hell, assholeโโ
โBABY, THERE YOU ARE!โ
Sharon stumbles up to where the three of you are standing, her dress riding high, heels in her hand and hair a mess. Sheโs even drunker than you are, and yet she still looks beautiful โ in a dishevelled sort of way. Like Serena Van Der Woodsen, with her blonde hair so perfectly tangled. She looks tall and somehow still graceful despite how she all but falls on top of Ari, who lets go of Steveโs collar as he holds her up.
โThought I lost you again,โ she giggles, planting her lips on his. You blanch and look away, feeling like someoneโs put your heart in a shredder. You almost donโt notice Steve grabbing you around the waist and pulling you back into him. Sharon continues to kiss Ari, making out with him except he keeps turning his head โ but sheโs too drunk to notice. โBabe, could you please take me home? Iโm tired.โ
Ari grimaces, โSure. Why donโt you go wait by the car and Iโll be over when Iโm ready?โ
Sharon blinks, โWhat car?โ
โMy car.โ
โWhat does it look like?โ
Ari groans. Steve laughs. Sharon looks confused. And you hope the ground would swallow you whole so you wouldnโt have to witness the happy couple together right in front of your face.
โSharon, just go wait somewhere else while Iโโ
โAre you guys a couple?โ Sharon cuts him off, finally acknowledging you and Steve. โYou look totally cute together if you are.โ
โTheyโre not a couple.โ Ari seethes, his blue eyes narrowing at Steveโs hands on your waist. โLet go of her, asshole.โ he says quietly (not that Sharon would have even noticed). Steve ignores his, pretending he didnโt hear him.
โI, uh, I have to go,โ you mumble, unable to stand being in their presence even a second longer. Sharonโs gone back to sloppily kissing up Ariโs jaw, and you just canโt take it. His words from earlier keep ringing through your ears: โI already have a girlfriend,โ โI already have a girlfriend,โ โI already have a girlfriend.โ
You take your phone out, ready to call an Uber and be done with this night. Youโd go home and charge your phone and try to reach Wanda from there. But just as youโre about to type in your address on the app, your screen goes black. Dead. Great. Fucking great.
โOh no,โ you whisper softly in dismay.
Ariโs already got his own phone out, typing away and presumably calling you an Uber whilst simultaneously trying to keep Sharon upright and at bay.
โIโll take you home.โ Steve volunteers.
โThe hell you will,โ Ari sneers, โBack the fuck off, Rogers, Iโm calling her an Uber.โ He looks like he wants to say more, his gaze still locked on the way Steve is holding you. But he canโt, of course he canโtโฆ not with her here.
โBabe, I donโt feel well,โ Sharon moans suddenly. Her face looks slightly green, and sheโs stopped kissing Ari now.
โJust give me a second,โ He tells her distractedly.
โMaybe you should worry about getting your own girlfriend home first, Levinson.โ Steve says smugly before turning to you, โCโmon, letโs go.โ
Ariโs eyes fix on yours, โDonโt go with him.โ
You almost do obey. Because you always obey Ari. Heโs told you in the past, warned you that you always have to do what he says because heโs your daddy and heโs in charge. Butโฆ But what about how youโd begged him to stay earlier, and he hadnโt? Now was your chance to do the same thing to him, give him a taste of his own medicine. That, and you also canโt stand to be in close vicinity of him and Sharon right now, or else youโd burst into tears again.
Pointedly avoiding Ariโs gaze, you look up at Steve instead, โO-Okay. Letโs go.โ
The blonde tugs you along with him, and you purposely drown Ari out as Steve leads you away. And part of you wants Ari to follow, to push Sharon away and come after you, rip you out of Steveโs grip and take you home himself. But he doesnโt, of course he doesnโt. You donโt dare look back, knowing the happy couple is probably making out again, and youโve already been forgotten.
โHeโs such an asshole!โ You burst out, โI hate him, I hate him, I hate him!โ
Steve chuckles, โHeโs an asshole, alright.โ
โHe really is! Hate how he treats me, anโ how I keep giving him chances. He just hurts me again and again and again andโโ
โLetโs get you home, baby,โ the blonde interrupts, getting his phone out.
You wait a handful of seconds, swaying in your heels but liking how heโs got his hand firmly on your lower back to keep you steady. You look up at him expectantly, โWell, arenโt you gonna ask for my address?โ
โWhat?โ
โMy address, silly! How else am I gonna get home?โ
He blinks, before slowly handing you his phone. You miss the glint in his eye, however, and how his lip curls up subtly inโฆ disappointment? โOh yeah. How stupid of me to forget.โ
You type your address in on his Uber app and click accept before beaming up at him, โThank you so much, Steve. It really means a lot to me, I honestly donโt know how else I wouldโve got home! But donโt worry, Iโll pay you back! Weโll split the cost in half, andโโ
He presses his finger to your lips, effectively shushing you before he shoots you that charming lop-sided smile of his, making your insides melt. โYou donโt need to pay me back, sweetheart. What kind of a guy would I be if I took money from a little baby like you?โ
You blink, feeling an extreme sense of dejavu. He sounded exactly likeโฆ Ari. Ari never let you pay for anything ever. Well, Ari never really took you out anywhere in public, but the two of you would always order takeout whenever he came over to your dorm room. And heโd never skimp out either, ordering from fancy places like Nobu because he said you were his baby and he wanted the best for you. And whenever you tried to pay your share, heโd just snort and push your hand away, โWhat kind of a guy would I be if I took money from a helpless little baby like you?โ
The reminder of Ari has a ton of different emotions washing over you all over again. Sadness, jealousy, angerโฆ. You shake your poor drunken, muddled head, โOh, I hate Ari so much, Steve! Heโs heartless, and heโโ
Youโre still going on and on by the time the Uber arrives. And youโre so into your tirade, that you donโt even notice Steveโs arms going around you again, holding you tight against him as if he owns you. You donโt notice how his hands wander, how he rubs the bare skin of your arms, the small of your back, going lower and lower. His fingers playing with the short hem of your dressโฆ
You do notice him slip cash into the driverโs handโฆ Probably the tip, you presume, too drunk to care.
Your mind wanders to Ari again during the ride home. You sit in the backseat with Steve, staring outย the window gloomily as you think about how he broke your heart. Oh, how could you have been so stupid? So gullible? So innocent? Youโd never let anyone take advantage of you like that againโฆ
โYou okay?โ Steve asks, pressing his hand on your thigh.
You nod, โYeah, Iโm just thinkinโ about how much I hate Ari, andโโ
โSweetheart?โ
โYeah?โ
โIโve been listening to you complain about Ari for the past ten minutes straight. Donโt mention him again.โ
He says it softly, calmly, and yet you shut your mouth and straighten up. Despite being drunk, you can detect the seriousness of his tone, and a hint of a threat too. Which youโre probably imagining because why would Steve threaten you? He was so sweet! Wasnโt he?
โIโm sorry, Steve,โ you say softly, relaxing once he shoots you a smile.
The drive continues, and Steveโs hand remains on your bare thigh, squeezing every now and again. You donโt mind, his touch helping you feel grounded. Youโre still so drunk and probably high too, from that damned stupid pill Ari had given you. No, no, no! You scrunch your eyes shut, willing yourself not to think about him.
โBaby, why donโt you come sit on my lap?โ Steve says suddenly.
You whip your head in his direction, โWh-What?โ
โThe Uber driver just told me the backseat is really dirty, and youโre in a dress, so I think youโd better sit on me.โ
You glance at the driver, who looks straight ahead at the road, not batting an eye or saying a single word. Youโre too drunk to argue, and so you just nod. Steve grabs you by the waist, easily lifting you up and placing you on his lap. You canโt help but welcome his warmth, shivering in your skimpy little dress as you wiggle around, trying to get comfortable. He notices, immediately shrugging off his varsity jacket and draping it over your shoulders.
โThere. Nice and warm now?โ
You smile up at him gratefully, โYeah! Thanks so much, Steve!โ You try not to ogle at his biceps.
โYou look cute in my jacket,โ Steve chucks you under the chin, โItโs huge on you.โ
โThatโs โcause youโre huge,โ you blurt out, before your eyes widen.
โAnd youโre just tiny.โ He quips, pulling you closer.
This was weird, right? Youโd only just met him a mere twenty minutes ago, and now you were already in a car with him? In his lap, no less? But you could trust Steve, right? He was nice enough to give you a lift home when he didnโt even know you, and he didnโt want you to touch the dirty backseat either. And heโd given you his jacket so youโd stay warm. All of those looked like green flags to you. Unlike dumb stupid Ari, who was one red flag after another!
The car hits a snag on the road, causing you to bounce inadvertently in his lap. Steve groans as if heโs in pain, and you shoot him an apologetic look.
โSorry, Stevie. That was an accident.โ
He smirks, โStevie?โ
Heat spreads across your cheeks, unaware that youโve said it out loudโฆ But itโs a cute nickname nonetheless, and so you just shrug awkwardly, a sheepish smile on your face.
Steveโs hand rubs up and down your back soothingly, โItโs a long way till your house, baby. Why donโt you tell me about yourself?โ
You nod, โWell, Iโm a freshman at St. Andrewsโ College, andโฆandโฆโ your voice drifts off as you notice how close you are to him, how you can see the freckles and beauty marks on his face, how deep his blue eyes are up close. So much like Ariโsโฆ
Steve licks his lips, โHow does a little freshman like you get mixed up with an asshole like Ari Levinson?โ
Oh God, where do you even begin? Instead, you shake your head, โI-I thought I wasnโt allowed to mention Ari again?โ
โYouโre right,โ Steveโs eyes twinkle, and he brushes a piece of your hair behind your ear, โYou take instructions well, sweetheart, that makes you a good girl.โ
You glow at the praise, before the car hits another snag on the road โ this time a much bigger one. You bounce on Steveโs lap again, biting your lip when you feel the rough material of his jeans graze against you down there. And thatโs when you come to a horrific realisation.
Youโre not wearing any panties.
Your mind flashes back to earlier in the night. Ari fucking you in the middle of the dancefloor. Lifting your dress up. Your panties slipping down your legs. You stepping out of them, the lacy thong lying on the floor. That was the last youโd seen itโฆ
You gulp, looking down at Steveโs lap slowly. No, no, no. Oh noโฆ There it is, plain as dayโฆ A wet stain on his jeans, directly beneath you. You hear a low groan, and you know heโs seen it too.
โOh my gosh, Steve, Iโm so sorry, Iโm so sorry, Iโโ
โItโs okay,โ he breathes, his voice throaty as he grips your hips to hold you in place, โMaybe you should moveโฆโ
โYes, of course, sorry, Iโll justโฆโ You hastily try to get off his lap, but he holds on tight, not allowing you to budge.
โNo, baby girl. I mean move like this.โ With fluid confidence, he guides your hips over thick, jean-clad thigh. You gasp breathily, hands shaking as they automatically grip his shoulders. Your bare cunt grazes against the rough denim, pleasurable sensations thrumming through your body. Oh God, what were you doing? You glance fearfully at the driver, but he seems to be in his own world, carefully ignoring the two of you from the driverโs seat.
โStevie, we shouldnโtโโ
โShhh, move again,โ he orders, his thumb circling your hip through the thin material of your dress.
โB-But we just met, this isnโt right, weโโ But he shushes you again by moving your hips for you. And his hands are so big, gripping you so tight as he moves you over his muscular leg, your cunt catching against the jean material again and making your whole body convulse. You automatically grab at his broad shoulders, feeling overwhelmed and confused yet horny and needy all at once.
Ari wouldnโt like this, your inner voice warns.
โI thought you took instructions well, baby doll.โ Steve whispers enticingly in your ear, hands rubbing soothingly up and down your back as if to cajole you into doing what he wanted. โCโmon, move again like how I told you to.โ
Your body obeys as if youโve been wired to, and maybe itโs because you like listening to people or maybe itโs because youโre just plain horny. Either because of Ariโs damned ecstasy pill or because Steve is so handsome and hot and his body is so big and muscular and warm. Oh, you donโt know! But you do roll your hips down against his lap, eyes widening at how good it feels as you both gasp in unison.
โThatโs a good girl,โ Steve praises, giving you a sweet smile. And youโre so close to him, and heโs so handsome, and his lashes are so long and thick, his jaw so defined, his freckles so prettyโฆ
โYouโre so pretty!โ You blurt out.
Steve snorts, โAnd youโre still so fucking drunk.โ
โWhaโ?โ
โNothing. Move again.โ But this time he picks you up, repositioning you so that youโre face to face with him and straddling his crotch, and oh my! He was so hard, so, so hard! You could feel his dick poking through the denim, rubbing against your wet folds! What was even happening right now?! โBaby, this feels good huh? Moving against me like this?โ
โUhโฆ y-yeah, I guess it does.โ You answer shyly.
โGood. Then I wonโt have to repeat myself after this one last time. Move. Again.โ Quick as a wink, his hand leaves your hip, thick fingers curling around your throat instead. He speaks softly yet with authority and a hint of menace, blue eyes almost magically unblinking as he stares you down, โRub your little baby cunt all over my jeans. You might as well, since youโve already made a mess.โ
SMACK.
You squeak before your jaw drops open. Had he just spanked you? Once more, you look to the driver in the front, but he seems to be determinedly ignoring whatever was going on in the backseat.
Almost as if heโd been paid to do soโฆ
You start to move your hips, letting Steve guide you as you grind down on his clothed crotch. And fuck, it feels heavenly. Your poor clit is throbbing, so needy and desperate as you seek your pleasure, holding on to Steveโs sturdy shoulders.
โFuck yeah, youโre such a cute little slut arenโt you?โ Steve hums into your neck, his teeth grazing against your bare skin, โcanโt believe a sweet little angel with a snatch as tight and sexy as yours landed right in my lap. Well, I stole you right from under Levinsonโs nose, but thatโs not important right now, is it?โ He slaps your ass again, his other hand still wrapped around your neck. Not squeezing, just holding it, โMove harder, baby. Iโm already letting you use me for your pleasure, so you better do as I say.โ
โO-Okay, Stevie,โ you pant, not really hearing what heโs saying because the delicious friction is too much for you to handle.
He nips at the nape of your neck, that now familiar glint in his eye, โCall me daddy, sweetheart.โ
You gape at him. But you only ever called Ari daddy!
His fingers squeeze around your neck, making it exponentially harder for you to breathe. โDid you hear what I said?โ He asks smoothly.
โY-Yeah,โ you barely get the word out.
โThen say it. Say it or Iโll choke you the fuck out.โ
โDaddy!โ You squeak as he loosens his grip, gulping for air, โD-Daddy, please!โ
He smirks, leaning back against the seat as he watches you ride his crotch. You canโt stop now, it feels too good, too sexy. An yet it also almost feels like youโre doing something wrong, like youโre betraying Ariโฆ Except youโre not, youโre not, youโre not! Because Ari already had a girlfriend and it wasnโt you!
โYouโre enjoying yourself, arenโt you? Dry humping your little baby pussy on a guy youโve just met?โ Steve grabs the back of your neck and yanks you forward, till his plump pink lips ghost against yours, โYou this slutty for all the frat boys, sweetie?โ
You shake your head desperately, โN-No, promise Iโm not! Iโve only ever been with one guy, ah!โ Your poor pussy feels like itโs been rubbed raw, and yet you canโt stop. Your hips are both moving off their own accord, and Steveโs still moving your body lazily on top of his, the fat outline of his dick protruding through his jeans, a wet spot of your juices on top of his crotch. โW-Well, actually, now Iโve been with two, butโoh fuck!โ
You whimper pathetically as Steve suddenly bites down on your neck, sucking against the sensitive skin till it breaks. He peppers the broken skin with kisses, and it hurts yet it feels so good. You find your hand slipping up to grab at his short hair, and instinctively youโd been expecting Ariโs long tufts because that was all you were used to. But all you can think about is Steve right now, and how good his huge body feels underneath you as you grind against it.
โAnd does it feel good, baby? Humping up against a stranger like youโre in heat?โ He licks the shell of your ear lewdly, shivers running down your spine before he suddenly thrusts upwards, catching you off-guard. Your pussy clenches, lust pumping through your veins at his words. โInnocent little baby, only ever been with two guys and yet youโre dry humping me like youโre being paid to do it.โ
He laughs wickedly, and how could he still look so angelic? The moonlight shines on his face through the window of the car, and one second heโs looking down at you mockingly, before his face morphs into one of lust and want, and he lets out a soft gasp as he grinds up against you. โFuck, youโre doing so good, baby. Making daddy feel so fuckinโ good, arenโt you?โ
โY-Yeah, daddy, oh fuck, you feel so big,โ you whimper with abandon.
Steve snorts, โIโm bigger than you could handle, sweet girl. Your cute little baby pussy would probably start crying if I tried to put my dick inside you right now.โ
His dirty talk makes you moan, and you can feel yourself growing more excited. Thatโs when he starts to fondle you, his hands everywhere on your body, squeezing and rubbing your tits through the thin material of your dress. โGod, youโre just a baby, arenโt you?โ
โN-No,โ you pant, only to earn another smack to your ass.
โDonโt fucking disagree with me,โ he hisses, blue eyes blazing before his smirk returns, โYouโre a little fuckinโ baby whoโs known me all of two seconds and yet youโre horny for my daddy dick, arenโt you? I said, arenโt you?โ
โYes, okay?! Yes!โ You cry out, your folds so insanely sensitive from rubbing and rubbing against him, and yet youโre so close. But was it just you, or had Steveโs demeanour changed. Back at the party, he was charming, funny, helpful. And now? Oh, he was still charming, and so devastatingly handsome. But there was a darkness to his angelic qualityโฆ Either that or you were imagining things.
โWhat if I pushed you down and made you ride my fuckinโ shoe instead?โ He asks, that devilish glint ever-present in his blue eyes which were dark with lust, โYouโd do it, wouldnโt you? Youโd do anything to cum.โ
โDaddy, โm so close!โ you whine like a baby, clutching his shirt hard in case he did push you to the floor. You didnโt want that at all, and you blink up at him with wide eyes, โD-Donโt push me down, daddy, please! Promise Iโll be good anโ Iโll listen to you! Wanna stay in your lap, please!โ
He blinks down at you, chiselled face softening some as he cups your face, his other hand still guiding you as you ride his thigh, โFuck, youโre cute, arenโt you?โ
But then his expression darkens once more, and he reaches down, grabbing the flimsy fabric of your dress. Thereโs a loud tearing sound and you gasp, jaw dropping as he rips the lower part of your dress clean in half. He smiles, โKeep going, baby. Daddy just wanted to see you better. And look at your baby pussy, look how cute and puffy she is. Bet youโre sore down there, huh?โ
โY-Yeah, but donโt wanna stop! So close!โ
He runs his tongue over his plump lips, โI bet you are.โ
Reaching down, he makes you gasp out loud when his fingers spread your sopping folds, and fuck, his jeans feel so fucking good now, so much better, so much rougher, oh god, oh god, oh godโฆ And thatโs when he takes complete control, grabbing your hips harder and moving you on top of him like youโre a doll. Like youโre his personal fucktoy, and heโs using you for his pleasure as he moves you back and forth on his dick, dragging you up and down on his clothed crotch while he whispers dirtily in your ear.
But itโs when he squeezes your throat again, that you feel your pussy clench doubly hard.
โYou like that, huh? Like when daddy gets rough?โ Steve chuckles darkly, before squeezing harder. Till heโs well and truly choking you, and you can feel your airway close up, and you well and truly canโt breathe, and itโs agony but itโs so delicious, and heโs dragging you all over his crotch, rutting up against you as you scramble on top of him, and you canโt breathe and youโre about to black out and, and, andโฆ
You come hard, squirting all over his crotch which was already wet from your juices. And your cream keeps on pouring out, your orgasm hitting you so hard. And thatโs when he releases your throat, like heโs given you the ability to breathe as a reward for cumming, and he rubs your back soothingly as you sob and squeak in pleasure, his voice all sweet once more, all dripping with honey as he caressed you, โyouโre such a good girl, such a good fucking girl, you did so good, baby.โ
The rest of the drive home is silent, you feeling fucked out in Steveโs lap, Steve looking smug, and the Uber driver staring straight ahead as if the debauchery that just took place in the backseat of his car had never even happened. Your legs are shaking, and you canโt believe whatโs just happened but youโre too exhausted to truly care. All you want is your bed. And sleep.
โSweetheart, I think weโre here. Is this your building?โ
โIt is,โ you say hoarsely, suddenly feeling too shy to even meet his gaze. And thereโs a part of you that feels guilty now that itโs all over, a part of you that keeps thinking about Ari and what he would think about all this. Fuck. You shake your head to clear out all those thoughts until tomorrow, โThanks for giving me a lift home, Stevie.โ
His lop-sided smile returns, almost as if the whole ordeal in the Uber had never even happened, โNo worries, baby.โ
He helps you out of the car, and your legs feel like complete jelly, but youโre thankful that you can stand upright. You feel a weight on your shoulders, suddenly noticing his varsity jacket is still on you. Blue and white, with his initials โS.G.R.โ โOh, your jacket, Stevie. Hereโโ
โYou keep it.โ He cuts you off, his eyes glittering with the reflection of the moon and stars as his lip curls upwards, โKeep it somewhere in your dorm room, somewhere where everyone can see, alright?โ
โOkay.โ You really donโt have it in you to question his weird request.
He walks you all the way to your dorm room like a perfect gentleman, waits while you rummage through your purse for your keys. Chuckles as he finds them for you and unlocks your door. Pats your ass as he pushes you inside.
But not before pressing a kiss on your cheek and murmuring a quiet, โIโll see you soon enough, baby.โ
And then heโs gone, and youโre alone. You put your phone on charge before immediately flopping down on your bed. Your aching muscles hum in satisfaction, and you feel instant relief as you kick your heels off and close your eyes. Your heart is racing โ how had you gone from being a virgin at the beginning of the year to hooking up with two guys in the same night?!
Speaking of one of the guys, your phone begins vibrating the moment it gains its battery back, and you see a flood of texts and missed calls from Ari. And you think back to how youโd feel a small sense of satisfaction and a burst of happiness every time he texted you or called you in the past.
Now, you donโt even have the energy to open his messages. It could wait till tomorrow.
You close your eyes to sleep. And you dreamt of Ari, of course you did. You dreamt of Ari a lot. But there was someone else alongside the brunet in your dreams tonight. A blonde with a charming smile and glittering eyes, the moonlight bathing him like a halo.
But you werenโt so sure if he was an angel.
AFHJSAFA OKAY! SO. What do we think??? AND YES omfg of course the second love interest was Steve! Y'all know i'm a whore for Steve and for me, he's the only one who can believably compete against THE Ari Levinson!!! I can't wait to delve into this story!!! I hope you guys enjoyed! Feedback would mean the world to me!
(also i'm paranoid that there are mistakes and continuity errors even tho i sorta did reread it kind of but aksdfnldaskgal idk!!! i'm sure it's all fine tho)
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