My dick throbs. Goddamn it, I need to do something about this boner. It’s messing with my brain. All I can think about is how cute and sexy Poppy is…how much I want her…
You can’t have her.
I try to ignore the disappointed feeling that swoops through me. I need to get my head on straight and remind myself why I agreed to do this in the first place.
So she can help me get my grades up. So I can keep playing hockey.
I just need to get rid of this goddamn boner. Then I’ll stop wanting her.
“I’m gonna grab a drink,” she says.
Perfect timing. “I’ll meet up with you in a sec. I’m gonna run to the bathroom.”
She walks off, and I head straight for the nearest bathroom. I lock the door, unzip my pants, pull my dick out, then jerk myself roughly at the sink.
A low groan rips from my throat. With my free hand, I grab the edge of the sink to steady myself.
I close my eyes and let myself fantasize about Poppy. Just this one time, to get it out of my system.
I replay all the sexy little noises she made. How desperate and turned on she sounded. How her moans were the hottestthing I’ve ever heard. How flushed her entire body got the more turned on she was.
My cock and balls are aching. I tug myself harder and faster as I pick up the fantasy from earlier.
I think about bending Poppy over the edge of that bed, pushing up her dress, and grabbing a handful of her luscious ass.
She’d whimper and moan, just like she did when we were pretending…
I’d slap that gorgeous ass cheek, then I’d lean down and kiss it. Yeah, I like to get rough, but I also love being sweet. And a good girl like Poppy deserves it sweet.
I’d pull aside her panties and slide into her.
I let out a rough sound, aroused as fuck as I imagine it.
I fuck her slow and deep at first. I’d reach around and play with her clit. Or maybe I’d boss her around and tell her to touch herself while I rail her…
“Oh, fuck…”
The pressure in my dick and balls builds, hitting that point of no return. White heat sears up and down my spine, pooling at the base. My chest tightens.
I jerk myself roughly as I imagine her sweet pussy tightening around my cock while she comes hard for me, crying out my name…
A second later, I break. Hot come shoots from my cock into the sink. I clench my teeth and swallow back the rough, feral noise I’m aching to let out. It’s loud out there, but I don’t want to risk anyone hearing me jerk off.
When I finish, I fall forward against the sink and close my eyes. I’m breathing as hard as I do when I finish a tough drill at practice.
It takes another minute for my breathing to even out. I quickly run water in the sink, wash up, then walk out to theparty. I spot Poppy standing by the wall we were at earlier, sipping from a cup.
She holds up her cup to me. “Want some?”
“Yeah, thanks.” I take a long pull and hand it back to her.
“So, um, what we did in the bedroom. That was kinda wild,” she says.
I rub the back of my neck and clear my throat. “It was. You okay?”
She nods, her full cheeks still a little flushed. “I’ve never done anything like that.”
“Me either.”
