“You are off limits”

Short story for fun. I hope you guys enjoy.

Two weeks ago…

“Get out of my way.” I try to shove his six-foot body of out my way. I am not letting him take this away from me.

“I am taking you home,” he states definitively as my efforts to move him are doing me no good.

Damn him and his well-built body.

“No!” I stop my feet. I know it is childish, but I finally got invited to a boat party, I don’t want to miss this chance.

“Ella, we are going home.” He doesn’t budge, his arms crossed over his broad chest.

That is not fair. He was going to go there himself, but I can’t go? What kind of hypocrisy is this?

“No.” I cross my arms under my own chest just like him. The boat is right there, I just need to get past him.

“No?” He lets out an amused chuckle.

Losing Virginity to Biker Neighbor

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Here we go again, another day, of me arriving to school, followed by that ridiculous bike. We go to the same college, and it seems like we have the same class start, as well, because every time I arrive, there he is on the obnoxiously loud bike. Why? Why does it need to be so loud? I spot some girl steal glances of him as he takes off his helmet, showing off his perfect tattooed biceps. I roll my eyes, let out a heavy sigh, and move on with my life. If only all these girls knew what it’s like to live next door to him. How I mentioned I live next door to the asshole.

He has parties at his house almost every weekend – why bother even go to school at this point?

He is annoying.

I hit my locked with my foot with frustration – it is stuck again. I have asked the administration for a new one five times already, they keep saying they are working on it, but I am not seeing any results.

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petty revenge

I don’t love him anymore, she can have him, for all I care. But she has it wrong if she thinks I won’t make it hurt for her. He still believes I am his, but the truth is, all he is good for now, is a good fuck. That’s all he will be as she watches him moan inside me. He does not get to treat me as his second for all this time and get away with it – he won’t get her after she sees his cock inside my mouth. Or maybe he will, but she will forever have that image in her mind – me pleasing him.

Don’t misunderstand, he is a very handsome man – tall, fit, wide shoulders, good pecks, abs you could lick and feel satisfied, but he has chosen her one too many times. She is not even that pretty, just a new toy, but I don’t care – I deserve to be treated like a queen.

she takes control of sexy hunk she spots at a club

She stares at me as I take another sip of my whiskey – it burns the back of my throat, but I happen to like that burn. She stands at the base of the stairs, her brown hair slightly curled just above her shoulders, eyes dark, filled with anger and resentment – she hates every man walking into this place.

I smirk at her, but her smile grows wicked and sweet, luring me in. I look down her breasts barely held in by the small black dress, then down her small waist and curvy hips, the dress stops barely covering her thighs – toned and smooth. She is a fine woman I will not deny that, but I am not paying for sex – never have, never will.

She looks around the club as if scanning for enemies and makes her way towards me.

“Not paying for sex, baby.” I watch her lean in to grab the glass that has my whiskey in it, her perky breasts centimeters away from my face – fuck me, they are nice.