Euphoria

The Next Episode. I

Christopher McKays's dad  demanded excellence. As much as he hated his father for the pressure he put on him, he knew it was because he was special, because he had a gift, because he saw something in him that could one day lead to greatness. The truth was, McKay was shy, but winning gave him confidence. And that confidence was the result of his dad's beliefs. Routine. Routine. Routine. He was recruited to play division one football at the state college, 30 miles from his house. He began to imagine a life in the NFL. He knew he was smarter than most football players, and that he would take the money he earned and invest it wisely. He would use it to build an empire. And then he got to college, and he realized that everyone on the team was as good as him, if not better. He spent all of preseason on the bench. When the offensive coordinator would break down plays, he'd find his mind wandering, trying to do the math on the odds of him going pro. If there were 129 D1 teams, and 85 players per team, that made him one of 10,965. And he realized..he didn't stand a chance of going pro. But at the same time, he started dating. And as stupid as it sounds, he fell in love with her. That's probably what was getting in the way. Cassie is all he ever thought about, and those fucking photos and that fucking video. He just couldn't understand how she could have so little respect for herself. But the thing that really pissed him off was when she'd play dumb about it, like at the fair. But he also liked the way she made him feel. And he liked the way she dressed, to a certain point. But it's not like he would say anything, he wasn't that possessive. And he liked how she'd walk in the room, and every guy would turn their head. That's what made it fun. They were jealous of him, because she was his.

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I was surprised when I threw open that door that day to see none other then Cole Anderson with hair tossed all over the place and eyes a bloodshot red. He was shaking nervously as he stared down at the floor only looking up when he realised there was no barrier between us. 

"Cole are you o-" I begin but he shoved forward into the house before gripping the back of my head and pulling me closer till our lips were pressed against each other. His kisses were desperate and harsh as if he thought I could disappear any second. His hands move lower down my body before he grips my ass towards him forcing me to grind myself against him. Not that I was complaining. Suddenly he pulls away and the sounds of heavy breath could be heard throughout the quietness of the small house. 

"Is your mom home?" he breathes out as his hands start to move towards the band of my pants while I shake my head and I gasp slightly as his fingers move towards my panties "are you wet for me?" he groans as he presses harder into me and a breath of air leaves my lips when I feel something hard pressing against me before his fingers dip inside of me and I cry out as I grip onto his arm for support, he immediately tenses "God you're so fucking wet" he whispers before he drops his lips back towards me. It's been too fucking long since I saw some action. Suddenly he's rubbing against my clit and my eyes flutter shut whenever he pinches slightly "Keep your eyes on me I want you to watch" he whispers and a shiver runs through my body 

"Oh god, Cole" I groan. I was so desperate to fucking close my eyes but Coles face was too beautiful not to watch. Suddenly he pushes one finger inside of me and I gasp around the same time he groans and I watch as he placed his forehead onto mine as he shuts his eyes taking a long deep breath. 

"Fuck you're so fucking tight" he hisses through gritted teeth before he places another finger inside of me and the sensation of his fingers and the way he continued to rub his thumb against my clit had me trembling beneath him. "God you're fucking dripping down my hand" he whispers as he places his lips against my neck biting and sucking on my sensitive flesh. 

"Oh God" I cry out and he groans 

"It's. So. Fucking. Hot" he whispers against me and the was enough to have me muttering unintelligible words