Chapter 2: Peeking Little Mouse?

Chapter 2: Peeking Little Mouse?

Brandon’s P.O.V

“Wha-what was that?” Julia Grey, my on and off girlfriend for the past year, whispered in a hoarse voice as the washroom door slammed shut behind our little spectator.

“Nothing significant.” I smirked down at her form, one of my hands going to her hair as I gripped the silken strands and pulled her head back, to expose her neck. With my other hand going to her breast to grip it tight, I thrust into her completely, feeling her inner folds sliding over my shaft with ease as I slid in to the hilt before pulling out to the tip. God she was wet! “So ready for me, Jules? You’ve been anticipating this haven’t you?”

 “What was that sound?” She grit out, ignoring my question as she wrapped her legs around my hips and jerked me forward, making me thrust into her to the completely once again.

For a second my mind went blank as pleasure filled my veins, but I rose back to the surface with teeth gritting control. She really needed to understand that I was in charge here.

“How can you focus on anything else with my dick still inside you?” I squeezed her breast hard enough that a scream tore through her, but not hard enough to hurt or leave marks. “I don’t think you’re being sincere enough.”

With that, I removed her legs from around my waist and pushed back, pulling out of her completely as I took a step away from her. Julia sure was a sight for sore eyes with her milky white skin drenched in perspiration; pink nipples pebbled to stiff peaks and her legs spread wide open to expose the pink folds of her vagina, glistening and ready to take on my throbbing dick.

“No!” Julia opened her eyes to give me a murderous look. “Come back!”

“Tell me what you want, Julia.” I smirked, heading for the washroom door and locking it shut once more in case we garner any other spectators. “Tell me what you want clearly and maybe I’ll consider it.”

“You, damnit!” She snapped, sitting up on the counter to clench her legs together. “I want you!”

“That’s not good enough,” I folded my arms across my chest; my dick was hard and throbbing against my abdomen, wanting desperate release, but I wasn’t done playing. “What part of me do you want? My hands? My tongue? My arms? M-”

“Fuck it, Brandon!” She snapped once again, obviously frustrated and horny. “I want your dick! I want your dick inside my pussy! Is that good enough for you? Now come here and fuck me!”

“See?” My lips tilted up in a satisfactory smirk. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

Bending down to pick up my discarded pants, I took out a condom from the back pocket and put it on before returning to Julia. With a hold on her arm, I brought her down from the counter and turned her to face the mirror. She proved that she knew me too well by bending over and raising her butt for me.

Positioning myself at her pussy, I spread her wide with my fingers to adjust her to my size, before inserting the blunt end of my cock into her. One smooth thrust and I was inside her once again and this time, I didn’t stop. I found a steady rhythm and started thrusting in and out of her womanhood, letting the primal side of me take over.

“God! Brandon!” Julia screamed, arching her back. “Yes! Faster!”

“As you wish.” With a hold on her waist, I increased my pace, going faster and harder until she was screaming my name up to the gods.

I felt the surge of pleasure in my veins, the adrenalin rush and the thundering of my heart against my ribcage. “Yes…” I groaned against her ears, lifting one of her legs over the counter with a grip on her thighs to grant me better access.

The sound of skin slapping on skin, the sliding of my dick inside her wet folds were a major turn on, as were her loud moans of pleasure. Not long after, I felt the quiver and contraction of her walls around me. She was close, but so was I.

Holding onto her waist for support, I rammed inside of her, rough and fast as she kept pace with me by undulating her hips. “Yes! Brandon! Yes! Oh…faster! Harder!”

I delivered every one of her requests and then, I felt myself about to lose it. With a grip on her neck, I hauled her back to my chest and held her in place as I came, the temporary euphoria of the release blinding me for a brief few moments. Her body spammed in my hold, her mouth open in a wordless scream and her eyes rolled back as she rode the high of her orgasm with me.

Letting her go once I had finished, I pulled out of her throbbing pussy and went to lean against a bathroom stall, feeling my shirt drench through. My hands went to my shaft and I pumped my hands around my length until I was done cuming and my legs were no longer trembling hard enough that I could risk toppling over. Taking off the used condom, I threw it inside a trash can and pulled up my briefs and my pants before heading to the sink and splashing cold water onto my face to cool down.

Fuck! I needed a shower. My entire body was abuzz with adrenalin and my legs were wobbly, but I was grateful that I still had control.

But when I felt Julia wrapping her arms around me from behind, I turned around as quickly as I could, throwing her arms off me as my fingers tightened on her neck.

“Brandon?” Julia looked up at me in surprise, her hands wrapping around my wrist to pull me off of her. “Baby…?”

“Who’s your baby, you little whore?” I snapped at her through gritted teeth. “Why don’t you go back to Scott, your little cheating partner and call him baby? What? You can’t? He doesn’t have enough money to satisfy your other needs?”

Julia’s eyes widened in horror. She hadn't expected me to find out. “Brandon…it was just one time…”

“One time too many.” I spat. “Once a cheater, always a cheater, Julia. You and Scott deserve each other. Both of you are human scumbags that deserve to live the rest of your miserable lives together!”

“Brandon…please.” Julia begged. “You’re hurting me.”

Realizing that I had unintentionally tightened my grip on her throat, I pushed her back and moved away before my anger made me do something I would regret.

“I didn’t fuck you because I wanted to get back together,” I smirked at her face as she looked up at me through huge blue eyes, her hand rubbing at her throat. “I fucked you to prove that no matter who else you fuck, you’ll always be my bitch…nothing more.”

With that, I unlocked the door and left the girl’s washroom to head towards the men’s locker room for a shower. Julia’s cheating ass was none of my concern, not any longer. She could go fuck the entire soccer team for all I cared.

What I did want to know however was…who was that little peaking Tom inside the bathroom stall? The little mouse that kept on watching me fuck Julia and yet had a horrified expression on her face?

Just as I was thinking about the mouse, I stepped on something only a few feet away from the girl’s washroom. Frowning, I leaned against the wall to lift up my legs…and found a thin gold chain with cross on it. Picking the chain from under my shoe, I dusted it off to bring it closer to my eyes…and remembered what I had seen through the mirror.

Even though I hadn't been able to see her face clearly, I remembered her green eyes were wide, almost like they were too big for her face and while she was fleeing the bathroom, I was able to catch only a glimpse of dark brunette hair, but I had noticed that she had her hand clutched around her neck…

Could it be? This chain really belonged to that peeping little mouse?

I smirked. Looks like junior year just got even more interesting.