Crushed (8 page)

As promised he tried no funny
business, he even slept with his clothes on. The evening flew by in
his company, I hadn't realized how much I'd missed our
companionship until I almost peed my pants laughing at his
exaggerated impression of Justice.

I forgot how it felt to be with
him. It was so easy. It felt so right. If only he didn't have the
other five hundred women, and Justice. Mostly Justice. I should
enjoy his company, maybe friendship would be enough. If Justice
would allow it.

Chapter 12

Neil

I pulled at the neck of my tux
shirt, they sure as hell made these things stuffy, but I looked
damn good, the lady glances I'd received as I'd walked towards
Claire's dorm was proof of that.

I let out a rush of air, trying to
clear my nerves. And shook my head at the absurdity of being
nervous, she was just a girl. She was sweet, caring, gorgeous. I
really hoped that tonight would be filled with more than just
vertical dancing.

I knocked on her door and held the
slim crystal vase filled with pink carnations in front of me. She
opened the door and it was as if she'd punched me right in the gut.
I was finding it hard to breathe as my eyes slid down her body. Her
breasts glittered like raindrops in the sun, I wanted to grab them
but at the same time I wanted to protect them. Her hair was up
exposing her neck, making my damn mouth water. The slit on the left
side of her gown was begging me to rip it and make it longer so I
could spread her legs and plunge into her.

She smiled at me, her face flawless
and enhanced only slightly with makeup. Her lips were shining like
her dress and looked so juicy. I cleared my throat to get myself
out of the daze and held out the vase. "Stunning." I said softly as
she took it, sniffed the flowers briefly and then set them on her
nightstand which afforded me an awesome look at her ass. I looked
away to try to get the image out of my mind but it was burned there
and my pants were getting crowded with my quickly filling
erection.

"They are!" I looked back to her to
see her looking me over, my chest puffed just a bit, proud of how
dapper I looked. "Oh...and so are you." She flashed me a smile as
sweet as apple pie.

I returned her smile with one of my
own and held out my arm. "Ready?" She slipped her hand into the
crook of my elbow after grabbing her little silver purse that
matched her little silver shoes.

"Who did you take to frat formal
last year?" I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her into
my side as we walked, it wasn't far but it was getting chilly and
she didn't bring anything to cover herself with.

"Justice." I snuck a glance at her.
She didn't seem upset by my answer.

"Did she stay with you the whole
night?" She looked up at me, her face so damn beautiful and
innocent. I laughed at her question because it took me by
surprise.

"Not even most of the
night."

"Did you mind?" She was still
watching me.

I shrugged a little. "Not really.
It's how she is. She likes to change partners a lot."

"Like you."

"Like me." I didn't hesitate. I did
like to change partners and once Claire was out of my system I'd
move on the next girl. And I would do whatever it took to keep her
interested until I figured it out so long as it kept her safe. "It
worked out at the time but things are different this
time."

She raised an eyebrow, it was so
adorable. "Different? Different how?"

I smiled at her as we walked up the
steps of the frat, the music already loud. I leaned down, making
sure my lips grazed her ear at least once. "I'm starting to see the
appeal in romance and mushy stuff." I felt her shiver at my side
and loosened my grip just a little as the formal, already in
session, washed over us.

It was a winter wonderland theme
with glittering disco balls, iced beaded strings, and plush white
carpet underfoot. I didn't wait more than a few seconds before I
slid my hand down her arm and clasped hands with her. I pulled her
towards the dance floor and spun her around. I'd been brushing up
on some moves and I was ready to use them. She looked surprised as
I spun her back into my body and wrapped my other arm around her,
my chin on her neck as we swayed to the beat. Then I spun her back
out, pulled her in and dipped her back. When I pulled her back up
she was laughing.

She pulled me close as the next
song started and yelled in my ear to be heard above the music. "I
didn't take you for a dancer!"

"I will continue to surprise you."
I pulled her in close, settling into the slow steps as Michael
Buble' filled the large room, and looked down into her stunning
sapphire eyes. She smiled at me and stepped in closer, pressing her
chest against mine, her chin resting on my shoulder as we swayed. I
pressed a soft kiss to her forehead and continued to dance with her
until Michael's voice disappeared.

She pulled back and grabbed my hand
leading us to the refreshments. "I'm starving!" She filled two
plates and I filled two cups. We made our way to an empty table and
sat down. She was people watching and I joined her as I grazed on
the food and drink in front of me. The women here were dressed to
the nines, the guys in their tuxes. I looked at the couples, most
of them had been set up by Claire in high school and were still
going strong. I smiled to myself and leaned down, "You set up
almost everyone, huh?" It was impressive, her gift.

She nodded at me and smiled
modestly. She was uncomfortable with the subject. I watched as she
finished her spiked punch and shook her cup at me while giving me a
pouty face. I laughed, grabbed her cup and refilled it. While at
the table I overheard conversation between two of my fellow
football team members.

"Justice is looking fucking hot
tonight. I can't believe Neil fucked that up."

The second one scoffed. "She's a
slut, dude. She'd give it to anyone and everyone...and mostly has.
She slept with you right after giving Begley head in the dorm a few
months ago."

I heard the first guy suck his
teeth. "So what, dude? She's good at what she does and there are no
strings with her."

Second guy chuckled, "Well I'd
rather have a girl who would give it to me and only me. I don't
like to share."

I turned to them and slapped them
both on the shoulders, firmly but not violently. "Justice will do
whatever you ask of her so long as its not staying away from her."
I nodded to Tim, the guy who'd spoken second, "And if you don't
want a casual fling there are plenty of other girls on campus who'd
love to be a baller's girl. Maybe Claire could hook you up. She has
a gift." I looked to Evan, the other guy, "And I didn't fuck
anything up with Justice. She was being too needy so we took some
time off. If you want a piece of that eye candy, that's all you,
buddy. Enjoy the dance, guys, I gotta get back to my date." I
grabbed two cups of punch off the table and headed back to Claire.
She was still people watching but stopped to smile at me as I
approached.

"Thanks." She took her cup and
drank it quickly. "Do you think someone spiked it?"

I laughed and shrugged my
shoulders, "Probably."

She nodded, hiccuped softly and
finished hers. "Mo...More please?" She flashed me a sweet grin and
I pushed my cup towards her.

"Sure you want to drink that fast,
Claire?" She turned her eyes to the dance floor and her eyes caught
on Justice. I let out a little humorless chuckle and nodded. She
was pissed about Justice being here. Did she think I cared or was
it something else? I ran my thumb over the back of Claire's neck
gently, caressing her.

She paused drinking her third
cupful to look at me. She gave me a soft smile but the moment was
interrupted by a guy who filled out a tux quite nicely but he was a
bit on the dull side personality wise. He asked Claire to dance and
Claire looked at me. I nodded and shrugged my shoulders. She wasn't
mine exclusively she could dance with whomever she wanted. It
didn't take the sting away though that I had hoped she'd only want
to dance with me. I didn't watch her, I wasn't sure I'd be able to
prevent myself from getting up and walking over to beat the shit
out of the guy she was dancing with if I saw his hands move to
places they weren't supposed to be.

The night pressed on and Claire had
spent an enormous amount of time dancing with other guys. Several
lovely ladies came to ask me to dance but I declined, I only wanted
to touch one girl tonight and she had a full dance card. I was
talking strategy with Tim when Claire came back, another empty cup
in her hand. She was leaning her chin on my shoulder, her speech a
little slurred. "What are you doing over here, party
poopers?"

A little laugh busted out and I
touched her cheek gently. "Just talking. I'm keeping my dance card
open for my beautiful date."

"It would be a shame to waste such
talent by sitting here all night. I'm stealing him away, Timmy."
Her hand was on my chest and dipped under the table. I all but
jumped when she squeezed my thigh. Claire wanted me and I responded
immediately.

"The talent isn't going anywhere."
I held her arm to my chest. I felt my erection pulse as her breath
caressed my ear.

"All the girls here want to see you
shake it." I heard myself moan and my hand gripped her arm tighter,
keeping her from running off.

"Want to dance with me then?" My
voice had become suddenly gravely.

"No, I don't want to dance with
you." I growled softly as her hand moved from my thigh to my dick.
The minx was teasing me. I felt my dick pulse under her touch. She
leaned over me a little more and pressed her lips to mine. "Maybe
we should go practice dancing somewhere more private? I don't want
to start rumors that you and I are a thing. I wouldn't want your
reputation ruined." I loosened my grip on her arm as her hand
pulled away and stood up with her, after readjusting
myself.

"Lead the way, love." I glanced at
Tim and nodded at him. He was slack jawed and probably extremely
jealous that I had women fondling me in public, drunk or not. And
Claire was definitely inebriated.

Just before we reached the exit
Justice stepped in front of us, blocking the way. She crossed her
arms over her bright purple sequined chest and took both of us in
with her jealousy fogged eyes. "Aren't you two cute?"

"Aren't we?" I said flippantly and
wrapped my arm around Claire's waist and tried to pull Claire away
before Justice could ruin the fuckfest that was going to happen
when I got Claire back to my room.

Justice grabbed onto Claire's wrist
and looked into her eyes. "Claire, it's a special night, I think
Neil needs something extra special to remember this night, don't
you?" Claire nodded and giggled. Well, shit. What the hell was
happening? Justice and Claire wrapped arms around each other's
waists and led the way out of the dance. Justice copped a feel of
Claire's ass as they walked down the stairs. I followed, unsure of
what was going to happen. Maybe this was a joke. I hoped to hell
not. Two girls? This was going to be fucking delicious.

I followed behind them like a dog
following a T-bone steak. I watched as they groped each other until
we got to Justice's dorm. She opened the door and left it open for
us to go in. She set the mood and spread blankets and pillows over
the bare spot on the floor. I stepped in after Claire and she took
my hand. She looked at me, her eyes dark. I smiled at her as I took
in her beautiful face. When she turned her head Justice's lips were
on hers. I watched as they melted into the kiss. It was the hottest
thing I'd ever seen, the boner in my pants was evidence
enough.

Claire's hand left mine and went to
Justice's face which kissed her for a few long minutes before
Justice started going lower. On her knees she gripped Claire's
dress and lifted it to her waist. She grabbed Claire's thighs and
pushed them apart. Claire reached out for something to hold onto as
I moved behind her. I let her lean on me as I held her dress up so
Justice could eat her out. I watched as Justice's tongue first
found Claire's clit. It lapped slowly at first. She was tasting
what I hadn't yet had an opportunity to and I was jealous. Within
seconds Justice was flicking Claire's nub relentlessly, Claire was
rubbing against me, her arms behind her and around my neck. I
didn't want to be holding her like this, I wanted her clothes off,
I wanted to see her ivory flesh. She turned her head towards me and
I leaned in, kissing her passionately. The familiar heat spread
through me as my left hand reached up to caress her breast through
the dress. Her hands went into my hair at the base of my neck and
pulled, it felt so fucking good and the noises from below Claire
were barely noticed as I lost myself in her. A few minutes of hot
kissing and Claire was shaking as she pulled her lips from mine. I
missed their sweetness immediately. She came hard, her knees giving
out. I tried to hold her up but she was like a sinking rock. My
dick twitched at the sounds of Justice moaning through Claire's
moans and the juicy, slick fingers sliding in and out.