"Oh my god, Chris don't stop!"
"I won't babe. You taste too fucking good."
Chris was between Kayla's legs, and she had one hand in his hair and the other pinching her own nipple. A thousand emotions were going through her, but the one that stuck out the most was the nagging feeling in the back of her mind that something wasn't right. She paused fondling herself to look down at Chris lapping up her slit all while looking into her eyes that were now focused on him.
He smiled and brought a finger to her wetness to join his tongue that he then moved to her clit. She immediately loses focus and drops her head back because what can she say? He knows what he's doing. He's always known just where to lick, suck, kiss, or bite to make her lose it. She can't help the moans that come out when he inserts another finger.
"If you like that so much, you're gonna love what else I have for you. But first, you have to come for me."
His words are somewhat muffled by what he's doing and her gasping moans. She ignores it and starts to buck her hips. She grabs ahold of the bedsheets as her back arches because the feeling of his thrusting fingers and warm tongue have finally become too much. She cries out as her orgasm takes over and her body convulses under him.
As she's trying hard to catch her breath, he backs off the bed and walks to his dresser grabbing a condom. That's when she freezes. Chris turns around and sees the look of panic on her face and sighs loudly.
"Come on Kayla! Not this shit again. I've been with you for three months now. Don't you think it's about time you gave it up?"
"We've talked about this. I'm just not ready. Not yet..."
"You know I don't know why I even bothered. I had other guys telling me what a tease you were, and I didn't listen. I told them that you just hadn't been with the right guy yet. That things were going to be different with us. I guess I was wrong."
"Chris things are different with us!"
He didn't know it, but this was actually the longest anyone had stuck it out with her. Kayla was still a virgin and at twenty-two that was practically unheard of around here. She was moving off the bed to go to him when he stopped her with his hand out, taking a step back.
"Just get out Kayla. I'm done with this. With us..."
"Now Kayla, GO!"
His words echoed in the air, and she tried in vain to stop the tears that were already beginning to fall.
"Just go, Kayla!"
She is startled out of her memory by a guy who looked vaguely familiar behind her in line. Taking a quick look around she realized she was standing in one of the two auditoriums on campus waiting to be paired with her advisor for the year. Gripping her schedule she'd printed out earlier, she hastily shuffled closer to the platform.
Why on Earth had she been thinking about Chris, not to mention that particular instance with him? At least she knew what that nagging feeling had been about. Chris and her hadn't been together in several months. She knew what would come of that moment now that she had lived through it. Just like every other guy she had been with; Chris had ditched her after his patience had run out. It hadn't taken him long to get over her either—as she had seen him with some redhead wrapped around him less than a week or so later.
As usual, after a crummy breakup, she had retreated to the confines of her apartment and the comfort of her two best friends Patrice and Ryan. She didn't know what she would do without them. Probably turn into one of those crazy, hermetic, old cat ladies who lives in a tattered bathrobe and eats TV dinners; she thought dismally.
Pulling herself out of her oh-so cheery thoughts she made her way up the stairs to the row of tables lined up with advisors. After about thirty minutes of grueling discussion with Mrs. Woods and a small, heated debate about some of her choices in future internships, she was finally able to make her way towards the nearest exit.
Taking out her phone, Kayla sent a quick text to Patrice to meet up with her later. Rushing as she was, she wasn't paying attention to where she was going and runs right into somebody. Well, correction—make that two somebodies.
"Hey! Maybe pay attention to where the hell you're going!"
"It's okay babe you're fine. Hey Kayla."
Kayla recognizes that last voice... She looks up to see Chris and whatever that girl was to him with a huge scowl on her face. Kayla immediately takes a couple of steps back and tries not to make eye contact with either one of them.
"Oh hey...yeah sorry about that. I was in my own little world."
"Wait, Kayla? As in your slutty ex Kayla?"
Chris grimaced a bit at her words and started to say something, but Kayla cut him off.
"Excuse me? I may be a lot of things, but a slut isn't one of them."
"Oh please! Chris told me all about your little sexcapades with all his friends. It's why he dumped you like the cheap two-bit whore that you are!"
Kayla just stared at the redhead in disbelief and confusion. Her what? With who? Looking over at Chris who was sighing and shaking his head—she yells at him incredulously.
"You have got to be absolutely freaking kidding me right now! THIS is what you told everyone about me? That I did nasty stuff with all your friends and because I was so loose you broke up with me?!"
"Kayla let me just say that..."
She was seething in anger. This asshole had the nerve to stand there expecting her to just calmly let him weasel his way out of this with some bullshit excuse. All because she wouldn't have sex with him.
Well, forget that!
"Save whatever BS that is going to come out of your lying mouth Christopher. I'm sorry if I dented your ego or bruised your pride by not having sex with you, but that gives you no damn right to bad mouth me and ruin my reputation! What the hell is wrong with you?"
At this point, the annoying little redhead is laughing hard. Which quite frankly is just pissing Kayla off even more.
"Oh, honey that's rich! Who would ever not want to have sex with this gorgeous hunk of man?"
She is all over him now pawing him and laying not-so-subtle kisses on his neck. He is grinning smugly and staring right at Kayla to rub it in. Okay, that was it. She was done with this whole stupid encounter.
"You know I never got to thank you, Christopher. Because of what you did that day I dodged a huge bullet it seems. You two morons clearly deserve each other. Now if you'll excuse me, I have better places to be."
As she was about to walk away, she could hear Chris mutter something along the lines of “stupid bitch” under his breath. That was all it took to set her off. She wasn't usually a violent person, but this prick had it coming.
Turning back to face him she stepped closer and brought her knee up hard into his crotch—which caused him to double over; straining to even stay on his feet. The little redhead gasps and kneels to check him; clearly concerned as Kayla smiles widely and practically skips off.
"Have fun you two!"
She proceeds to navigate through the crowded hall until she is outside and lets out a big breath she didn't even know she was holding.
Had all that just happened?
She is rehashing everything that had occurred in the weeks following the breakup. Kayla was dumbfounded when she realized that must be the reason why she got the cold shoulder from people they both knew. What bothered her is that none of his friends had denied it apparently. Ah well, guess it was just another notch to add to their belt and boost their status.
Ambling through the quad, she doesn't even register that Patrice is bounding over to her until she is right in her face.
"P! Hey chica! What's up?"
"Nothing much. I just got done with my advisor session with the incredibly boring Mr. Jeffries. Who'd they stick you with?"
"Ugh, Mrs. Woods."
Kayla sees Patrice pull her signature “gag” face and can't help but laugh. Her friend's distaste for the woman who made Patrice's previous year rather difficult was legendary.
"Soooooo glad I did not get that witch again! She just doesn't know when to lay off. She's like a..."
Patrice's voice trailed off as she looked over at Kayla, noticing her friend looking back to the doors of the auditorium.
She decides to test Kayla.
"Dog with a bone...in heat. Yup, totally saw her over behind the Astronomy building...getting it on with Luke Evans. Her husband got it all on video too. Uh-huh, knick knack paddy whack give a dog a bone."
Snapping her fingers in front of Kayla's face, Patrice crosses her arms in front of her chest putting on her best perturbed expression.
"Hello, Earth to Kayla Addams! What's the deal? You didn't hear a word I just said, did you?"
"What? Oh yeah, sure I did. Woods...total witch...ummm she whacked her dog with a bone. Wait what?"
Patrice snickers and follows Kayla's line of sight. She sees a snotty-looking redhead girl with none other than Chris who is scowling and looking around.
Well, that explains that...
"Ew, so you ran into asshat and the ginger midget huh? What happened girl? Do I need to go off? BECAUSE I WILL! I AM NOT ABOVE SMACKING A HO! DO YOU HEAR ME CHRISTOPHER REEGAN MILLS?!?!"
At this point, Kayla is having to step in front of Patrice to get her away from the scene—slightly nudging her friend in the direction of home. She had had more than enough of his stupidity and just wanted to put all that crap behind her.
"Come on P. I'm over it. He's not worth it anymore."
"Never was, girl. Never was."
Patrice hooks her arm around her best friend's neck and pulls Kayla to her side to walk. The whole time giggling and whispering to get them both in a better mood. It was, after all, movie night and that's something even that douchewad couldn't ruin.