Chapter 12

"You look hot, girl. Damn, you're inspiration to start doing weights." Al said from her dresser. Her hand was on the white counter to balance herself while she put on a pair of red pumps. She had on a strapy black crop top that clung to her body and a pair of flowy pants that made her ass look great.





I was admiring myself in her full length mirror across the bedroom. She had put me in an army green velvet pencil skirt then went from mid thigh to my waist. It showcased my muscular legs and my build hips and ass. My top was a black shear long sleeve shirt with a black triangle bra underneath. I looked like a fucking Instagram model.



"You need to put this on your Instagram. I did not do this gorgeous face of makeup and put you in this model outfit for it to not be posted." Al bragged and picked my phone up off the bed.



"Fine. One picture."



It ended up being three poses. That meant I had to take a minimum of ten for each pose. Luckily, I didn't even have to look at them because Al deleted all but the best three and posted them while I checked myself one last time in the mirror.



Sam was having a party at his house tonight and I really wanted to get layed. It had been months since I had a hook up. My last one had been with my then boyfriend, Andy. Ever since I got here I had been lonely as fuck.



Despite the locker incident, the drama and whispers had quickly died off. Sam and Finn getting in a fight fixed that pretty well. The masses had something new to gossip about. Besides, those two had taken the pictures down before anyone could take a video or anything. I guess Finn had his moments of kindness, even if I refused to say it out loud.



"Yeah. I'll drive." She replied and grabbed her keys from her desk. We had been hanging out a lot this week considering the fact that I was basically ignoring Finn. That, and I used excuses to not spend extra time with the team when it wasn't mandatory.



It didn't take us long to get to Sam's house. Al and him were about a two minute drive from one another. I had only been to Sam's house one other time to go swimming. The party was already in full swing when we got there. Al and I walked into the house full of people and music before b-lining to the kitchen. Sure enough, that's where Sam and Chris were chatting with some guys from the lacrosse team and drinking beers.



The two guys eyes landed on us and they waved us over. We were each handed a beer as we said hello to the other guys on my team. Finn and a few others were notably absent.



"Hey girl." Sam said with a smile and patted the counter next to him. I hoisted myself up so I was sitting against the cool granite counter.



"Hey. I'm going too need your help. I'm looking for a hot guy to hook up with and I don't know anyone here." I said to him while looking around the kitchen. I only knew the lacrosse players and they were no go's for obvious reasons. I recognized a few people from class but I had never talked with them because I was always flanked by Al or the lacrosse guys. It was like they were trying to cock block me.



I need a life, my god.



"Sure thing. We looking for no strings attached or the possibility of something more?" Sam questioned while scanning the room.



"No strings attached." I replied easily. I wasn't here to get a boyfriend.



Sam turned to look at me and gave my body a once over. "You should have no problem with that. You're looking fine as hell. I'd hit that." He praised approvingly.



I slapped him on the shoulder lightly and laughed. "It's Al's handy work."



"If only she could make Chris that pretty." Sam muttered with an amused grin. I burst out laughing with him. It was a few seconds before we sobered up when someone entered the kitchen. Sam stopped laughing and waved him over.



I looked up to see guy with black hair and a part of it dyed blonde. It looked nice with his dark skin tone. It was almost hard to tell if he was African American or Indian, but it seemed to be the later. He was beautiful with a strong jaw and high cheek bones. He was Rohit Khandelwal with darker skin and it was beautiful. I could tell by the way that he walked that he probably played a sport.



"Hey man. This is Sylvia Mason. Not sure if you've met her yet." Sam said and handed a beer to the beautiful man.



"No I have not. Though I've heard you're a fiesty one." He teased before extending his hand. "But I try to get my own impressions of people and let me tell you, you're making a very good one. I'm Anthony, by the way." His eyes quickly ran up and down my body but I couldn't complain. I did the same to him. I took his hand and smiled.



"Glad I can give good first impressions. I was starting to think everyone here thought I was a stuck up bitch."



Anthony didn't know that though, so he laughed it off. "Yeah, well. People always say Nutmegers are cocky. Although if you're referring to Finn, I'm sure he has his heart in the right place." Anthony smiled and struck up conversation. Sam took that as his que to subtly slide away from us.



"I tend air on the side of caution when it comes to Finn."



"Don't play with me. I know you're a little spit fire." Anthony laughed while sending me an amused smile. "It's a total turn on, by the way. I'm pretty sure more guys would have approached you if you didn't have your lacrosse body guards."



I opened my mouth in shock. "So they are cock blocking me!"



Anthony laughed at my face again. "I'm afraid so, sweetheart. Although it's less of a 'they' and more of a specific three. Although I'm sure the motives for each one of them is completely different."



Finn was just making my life miserable. That was easy. He was only really cock blocking me from people on the team, but I guess it translated to everyone. Sam was trying to ward off assholes and I guess he thought almost everyone was an asshole. Chris? He was probably under Finn and or Sam's orders so it wasn't even worth thinking about.



"Then what are you doing over here?" I raised an eyebrow and took a sip of my beer.



"Like I said. I like to show a little hospitality to beautiful girls. Bedsides, there's that misconception most people around here live up to. That's probably keeping them away, but not me." He took a sip of his drink too, without taking his eyes of me. They were a deep brown and filled with lust and want but they somehow still seemed kind and friendly.



"Maybe you'll have to prove my misconception wrong." I said in a flirting tone. Anthony smirked to himself and took a step closer so he was in between my legs but not in my face. I smirked back at him.



"I would love to. How about I start by asking if such a wonderful lady would like to dance?"



"You had me at 'wonderful lady'."



I put my beer next to his on the counter even though we had no intention of coming back for them after leaving them unattended. Anthony lead me to Sam's living room where most of the people were dancing.



I was surprised at how good of a dancer Anthony was. The way he moved his body with mine was intoxicating. He defiantly knew what he was doing. Between the dancing and the pounding beat of the music, my heart was racing. The next song became even more fast paced and I loved it. Anthony's hands found their way to my waist and in minutes we were dirty dancing on each other.



I let myself go and let the rap beat take over my moves as I rotated my hips sensualy and ran my hands over my body and through my hair teasingly. I could feel Anthony pressed against my ass and before I knew it I was pushed against a near by wall and making out with him.



His plump lips moved hungerly against mine and my hands traced up and down his chest and abdomen. His hands gripped my ass and I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling my crotch over his. I let out a low groan that he felt in our kiss.



Anthony most definitely played a sport because he carried me out of the room and up the stairs without breaking the kiss for even a second. My back was pushed up against a wall next to the doorway to Sam's spare bedroom. Anthony knocked on the door and moved his lips to my neck while I ran my hands through his hair. I pulled at the thick strands of dark hair and he groaned, pushing himself into me even more.



His hands kneaded my ass and he sucked my sweet spot at the base on my neck harshly. I let out a loud moan as the door opened and a blonde girl walked out followed by a familiar face. His clothes were wrinkled and his hair a mess. His lips. Oh, his lips were puffy like he had made out with that girl for hours on end.



His green eyes met mine as Anthony made me moan again. My eyes closed and my head moved back, breaking the eye contact. Anthony pulled away from my neck and I opened my eyes. He said a quick 'thanks man' to Finn and we went back to making out.



Finn's eyes didn't leave mine as his spun the blonde girl around and kissed her at the same time I was making out Anthony. She was shocked at first but eagerly kissed him back. The whole time our eyes stayed locked.



Talk about weird.



But it was totally turning me on.



Anthony nipped my tongue and squeezed my ass in just the right way. I didn't have time to close my eyes before another moan escaped my mouth. At that moment Finn pulled back with a smirk and walked away, leaving the blonde to confusedly trail behind him.



My attention turned back to Anthony as I bit his lips back playfully. He moved into the room and kicked the door shut as I moved my lips to his neck this time. He groaned when I found his sweet spot below his ear. My lips left his skin with a 'pop' when I was placed on the bed.



Before I knew it, our clothing was off and I was a squirming mess at his touch. My fingers dug into his back, probably leaving scratch marks on his dark skin. The feeling of his fingers inside me was erotic and the way his tongue teased my thighs and abs was mind blowing. His teeth nipped my clit making me scream out in pleasure and pain. He pulled away and I kissed his neck again when he leaned over me. My hands ran all the way down past his navel and he shivered in pleasure. When I finally was filled with him, I unraveled like a moaning mess.



My hips met his eagerly and his thumbs brushed over my sensitive nipples before his tongue replaced his hands and my wrists were held above my head. I moaned his name while he did things that made me loose my mind and he grunted as I did similar things to him. Despite my state of bliss, the whole time there was one person I couldn't get out of my head, even when my high came. A person who had probably also reached his high in this same spot just some time ago.



The one person that shouldn't even be there in the first place.