“You’re too sexy to be a freshman,” he says into my ear as we grind on the dancefloor. His hands have been glued to my hips the entire time, which I’m very grateful for because I was having trouble standing about two drinks ago. “You could be amodel. You’re so fucking hot.”
He presses his lips into my hair, and it’s like my body knows to automatically arch into his. He smells like a winter breeze and beer. I giggle. Am I giggling because he smells like beer, or because he’s layering me with compliments.Who cares?
I look around the bar and notice that all of my teammates have left, and the bar has been opened to the public now.What time is it?I motion to open my bag and text Becca. I should link up with her.
“I should get back to my dorm.” My tongue feels heavy. I’ve never drank this much before. “I need pizza.”
Brian chuckles against my neck, giving a quick kiss that has me gasping. “Then let’s feed you, sexy girl. Come on.” He grabs my hand, and we leave the bar.
“You have a car?” I ask as I crash into his front passenger seat.
He laughs some more as he helps buckle me in because my arms are too heavy to move.
“Kinda need a car to help me get around. You don’t have one?” heasks as he takes his seat behind the wheel.Didn’t he drink, too?I fumble around in my bag for my phone. I should let Becca know I’m on my way back to the dorms.
“I share one with my brother. He’s my twin. We’re not identical. Boy and girl twins can’t be identical. That’s science,” I ramble drunkenly, but I’m pretty sure he’s impressed by my knowledge of science and biology.
He chuckles for the entire drive. He picks us up a pizza that smells so good.
“I’m hungry,” I mumble.
“I know, sexy girl. I’m gonna take care of you. Don’t worry. Don’t go to sleep yet. Keep talking to me. You’re funny. Sexy. Funny. Smart. I hit the jackpot. I’m such a lucky guy you even looked at me tonight.”
“Pshhhh.” I swat his left arm with the back of my hand. “You’resexy. Cool alumni with a cool car. Alumni Bri. Alumni Bri.”
His hand gently caresses my cheek. The car is parked, but we’re not at the dorms. We’re outside some motel. “I tried asking where you lived, but you dozed off, sexy. Let’s just get some sleep tonight, and I’ll take you back first thing in the morning. I’m too tired to drive anymore.”
I hear his words. I want to say I’ll just call a rideshare, or Becca, but I’m so tired. I need to sleep.
“Come on. Pizza. Then bed.”
Pizza. I’m so fucking hungry.
“Mmmm…You have the softest lips,” he whispers. His breath tastes a little like beer, but mostly, wintery mint gum.
I think I moan into his mouth. He drags his tongue across my lips.
“Let me in, sexy. Let my tongue dance with yours. I’ve been aching to kiss you all night.”
He’s been so nice. He’s saying such perfect words to me. I open my mouth for him.He’s such a good kisser.“Mmmm,” I moan, trying to match the strokes and rhythm of his tongue.
“Yea. That’s it. You’re mine. Say it. Let me hear those words from you,” he pants. I vaguely hear the clinking of a belt buckle and a zipper.
“Yours,” I mumble. I can’t even keep my eyes open. Everything feels heavy.
“That’s right. You’re my slut tonight. Gonna feel your slutty pussy all over my cock.”
His words are revolting, and I want to push him away. I want to say something. “No,” I manage to get the one word out.
“You already said you’re mine. You’ve been sayingyesall night. Don’t tease me, sexy.” He shoves my dress up and tugs my panties down. I barely feel the thin fabric being removed. All my senses are dulled. “Fuck, your pussy is gonna feel so good.”
A blaring car horn has me startling awake and falling out of bed. The scratchy carpet scrapes my knees and palms.
“Ouch.” The bright sun is burning my eyes. My head is pounding. My stomach is rolling. “I need to throw up.” I look around this strange room.I’m in a hotel? Oh yea. I kinda remember that.
I crawl my way across the small room and find the gross bathroom. Too sick to care, I open the toilet and hurl up…pizza?Ohhh, right. We got pizza. I don’t remember eating it.I cough a bunch as my throat burns and my stomach cramps. A sharp pain zaps me from between my thighs.My pussy is aching.I look down and see that my dress is long gone. My panties- also gone.
I see the small waste basket next to the toilet. Two condoms, filled with jizz. I reach for the toilet and throw up again, emptying anything else that may have been in my system. More flashes come back to me.
