DON'T GET CAUGHT

 Laila's pov

"What the fuck?"

The words escaped my mouth as my hand slipped out of my skirt slowly.

Stella's eyes locked on mine, wide at first, shocked, but not for long. I saw it change to a smirk. Like she wasn't just caught fucking the captain. The football captain glanced between us, confusion written over his face, his dick still deep in her glistening wet pussy. 

“You’ve been busy,” she said finally as she pulled away first. Her pussy gave a slight smack sound when his dick came out. 

"Don't get pissed, Laila. We've been dating for a while now and... When I said you've been busy, I meant really busy."

A slow smile spread across my lips as I adjusted my skirt.

“So have you.”

She walked slowly towards me, adjusting her shirt with one hand. “I know about you and Ethan.”

Of course she wasn’t as blind as she pretended.

I let out a quiet breath, meeting her gaze fully now. “Then I guess we’re even.”

The football captain shifted slightly behind us, like he didn’t understand the rules of this game anymore. “Next time,” I said casually, my voice light but laced with something intentional, “lock the door.”

I winked at the captain who let out a low breath, watching me differently now.

Stella grabbed her bag quickly, tension snapping back into her shoulders, but she didn’t look at me again.

She was the only one who knew how much I craved Ryan, the captain. Yet she betrayed me, hurt me and she knew it.

Stella walked out first, her shoulders brushing mine just as she leaned in and dropped a whisper. "Stay away from him."

I had no intention of doing that.

Later in the day, in class, in the cafeteria... Ryan kept looking at me just a second too long like he was trying to figure me out. When I caught him staring, I didn't look away. He had that dark look in his eyes, that same one that sent pleasure through my thighs.

When Stella noticed, her hand slipped into his. Marking her territory as usual. He was off limits. Which only made me want him more.  

What I didn't expect was for it to happen so fast.

***

The music was loud, lights flashed across the room, bodies moving, people laughing too loudly, too close, too careless.

I shouldn’t have come. Or maybe…this was exactly where I needed to be.

The football team was hosting a party for winning a trophy in the Summer tournament. But I didn't come to celebrate. I came for him. 

Ryan. But I spotted Stella first. She was pressed close to Ryan like she needed everyone to see it. His hand rested low on her waist, but his attention?

They were fixed on me the moment I walked in and they stayed on me even while Stella swayed her hips for him, even when someone bumped into him.

I kept mine on him till I turned the corner leading to a hall of many rooms. I could hear different sounds coming from each door. A soft smile tugged at my lips, but it didn't last. I felt someone's grip on my arm.

I glanced down at his grip, then back up at him slowly.

“Bold,” I said.

“Shouldn’t you be with your girlfriend?” I asked lightly, glancing past him where Stella stood far across the room, chatting with some cheerleaders.

He didn’t look back. "I was hoping you'd come."

I tilted my head slightly, studying him now. “Is that so?”

I took a small step closer, just enough to test it. He didn't break eye contact. 

Now this?

This was interesting.

Ryan's lips met mine in a heated kiss and I opened for him, meeting his tongue with my own. He let out a low moan before using his hands to trace my back and finally stopping at my ass. He gave it a soft spank, that alone made me gasp.

He nudged me into the empty room behind him, but he barely let the door close before his hands were taking off my dress.

Did I say I came prepared? 

Well I did, I wore nothing underneath. My nipples were already hard and aching to be touched. He didn't decline them. He leaned down taking one into his mouth, drawing circles with his tongue on my nipple piercing.

"God, yes," I moaned. Lifting one leg to hook around his hips, grinning my core against the hard bulge in his pants.

Everything was happening so fast. Another moan escaped my lips as his hand found my throbbing clit. He began rubbing with his fingers in the same swift motion as his tongue on my nipple. The sensations were overwhelming, a jolt shot through me and I buried my hand in his hair, holding him tight as I moaned in pleasure. 

My legs began to shake but he wasn't nearly done with me. His name rolled over my lips over and over as he pushed me at the edge of climax. I felt his fingers enter my deep wet hole and my moans filled the room. He didn't stop, he went faster and faster, his mouth and tongue still working on my nipples. I felt the stars explode behind my closed eyes as I finally came on his fingers. He pulled his hands away and his mouth released my nipple with an audible pop.

I just orgasmed but something told me that we were just getting started.

As he looked up at me, there was an undeniable hunger in his eyes. My pussy throbbed again. Clearly Stella wasn't giving him this kind of pleasure, and Ethan wasn't giving it to me either.

As soon as he was standing before me, I took off his shirt within seconds, revealing tattoos and rock hard abs. God he was so fucking hot.

He took off his belt, dropping his pants. His boxers did nothing to hide his large erection. My eyes widened at the size. I'd always wanted it and now it was in front of me. Hard for me.

"Done worry, it'll fit. " He said, kissing me on the lips.

I let out a seductive smile and with a flick of his hand. He discarded his boxers. He lifted me up easily as I wrapped my legs around his hips. My wetness dripped down his waist as he spread my legs even more, lowering me slowly to his hard standing dick. 

He let out a low growl as he put himself all in. He pinned me to the door, obviously he had no intention of fucking me on the bed. My fingers dug into his shoulders as I adjusted to his size.

Our moans and ragged breaths filled the room as we both got lost in the sensation roaring through our bodies. He thrust himself deeper and faster. I thought the door would break against our weight. A second climax started to build as I fell deep into the pleasure of his pounding thrusts.

"Fuck...Ryan, I'm going to..."

"Yes, don't hold back."

That was all the encouragement I needed to hear. My cum spilled out, dripping on the floor.

"Fuck Laila." I felt his cock jerk inside me as he released. I lowered my head on his shoulders, trying to catch my breath. It took a while before either of us could recover. 

We stayed that way, Ryan's hands wrapped around me, his cock still inside me. 

I knew I just ruined my relationship with Stella forever but who cares. I got to fuck her brother and now...her boyfriend.

"Hey, has anyone seen Laila?" That was Ethan's voice. 

"Shit." Ryan just grew larger inside me and that was a problem because Ethan's voice was just on the other side of the door.

"What the fuck was he even doing here?”