Jessica was at the party, surrounded by noise and overly excited people, just enjoying the vibe with a red cup filled with vodka in hand.
She dressed provocatively, like her personality, in a short skirt and crop top, and her long, curly blonde hair flowed down her back.
As Jayden moved through the crowd of people, she figured she was the only one not getting laid. One girl or another was either getting finger fucked in one corner, or banged upstairs, even the girls she considered not up to her level, but she was the only one still hot and sexless.
She soon got frustrated and walked out of the house, the breath of fresh air hit her but so did the smell of cigarettes, more people were outside making out too, she just couldn't get away.
Her eyes soon caught a handsome, muscular guy with dark, curly hair and intense green eyes. She knew him, he was the popular jock in school, Aiden, and he was also president of the fraternity. He was attractive, but he was a player, and all the girls knew it.
"Aiden," she whispered, but she doubted he could hear her because of the noise from inside.
"Aiden!' she called loudly, and he quickly caught her gaze. He soon found his way around the crowd and came to where she stood,
"Where's your little squad?" he asked with a mocking grin
"It's not often we are together," she said to him
"Everyone knows you're always with your little posse" He sipped from his cup,
She rolled her eyes in defeat, "Whatever, want to hang out?" she asked while she bit her lip sexily, he watched her with a nervous smile, unsure of what she was playing at.
"Not sure what your definition of hang out is..." His voice trailed off, as he watched her closely.
"The popular girl wants to get together with the popular guy, what do you say?" as Jessica whispered leaned in and whispered in his ears, he felt her hand rub up and down his crotch, so he got the message.
"Don't you hate me?" He teased, obviously playing hard to get.
"Oh trust me I do, but haven't you heard to keep your enemies closer?" she whispered in his ear.
"Besides, haven't you wondered what a mean girl's pussy would feel like?"
He threw his cup of drink on the floor, and pulled her to one side of the house and started kissing her. Jessica's body was pressed against Aiden's, she could feel his already hard cock pressing against her through his pants.
Aiden hesitated for a moment before he pulled away from her lips, "Fuck, you've always been such a slut" he said, while his voice still shook with desire.
Jessica rolled her eyes. "What's bad in fucking a slut? Trust me, we're the one that fuck real good, now keep your hate aside and pound me."
In agreement, his mouth crashed down on hers, hard and demanding. She let out a small gasp, the shock of his sudden kiss sent a thrill through her body, what she had been wanting all night.
His tongue plunged into her mouth, and she could melt into him, her hands gripped his shoulders as she almost lost herself into the intensity of the moment .
His hands roamed down her curves, as he gracefully traced the curve of her small waist before settling on her hips. He pulled her closer, grinding his erection against her thigh.
She moaned into his mouth, arching her back to press herself harder against him.
She wished she had come up with a better idea of doing this inside, the hard brick of the house almost made it uncomfortable for her, but all she had to do was focus on him.
Aiden broke the kiss, and trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down her neck. He nipped at the sensitive skin below her ear, which made her shiver with more desire.
"Fuck, Jessica, didn't know you taste so good," He growled, his voice already rough with need.
She tangled her fingers in his hair, and pulled his head back so she could meet his gaze. "what do you expect from me? I can't be popular and not good to devour. What would that make me huh?"
Like as if she just ignited more flames in him, he dipped his head lower, his lips closed over one of her nipples through the thin fabric of her crop top, she wasn't wearing any bra.
She cried out, her head fell back against the wall as his teeth grazed the hardness of her nipple.
His hand slid up her thigh, squeezing her them with need under the tiny mini skirt she wore.
She spread her legs instinctively, which gave him better access as his fingers soon felt the damp heat that radiated between her thighs.
"Gosh, Aiden," she gasped, her voice shook, he wasn't giving her space to breath, his fingers soon delved inside her.
He pumped his fingers in and out of her, his thumb circled her clit in slow and torturing strokes. She grinded against his hand, desperate for more, but he kept her on edge, he wouldn't let her come just yet
"P-please," she begged, Jessica wouldn't bet anyone, her nails dug into his shoulder. "Don't stop.."
Aiden lifted his head, his eyes darkened with lust. "I know the popular queen doesn't bow to anyone, but today..."
"Beg me," he demanded, with a gruff voice.
"Tell me what you want, queen bee"