Free Society Girls: Sierra by Crystal Perkins Page B

me again, letting
me scratch his abs lightly as he pushes me harder into the
cage. I’m going to have some marks
tomorrow , I think to myself.
    Or at least I thought I was only thinking
it, until he answers. “Merda. I know you want to touch me, but I
want to fuck you against this cage. Without hurting you.”
    I kiss him lightly, and then turn, placing
my hands above my head as I spread my legs wider, and bend forward.
“Go ahead. I got some good touching in.”
    “Anytime you touch me is good.”
    “You say the sweetest things. Now fuck me
before I go crazy,” I say, leaning down to grab a condom from my
shoe.
    He puts it on and slams into me, pushing me
right up against the cage, and then pulling me back a little. I
can’t touch him, but he’s touching me. His hands slide down my
sides as he rubs his beard over my back and bites my shoulder. As I
thrust back to bring him deeper into me, he reaches around to rub
my stomach, my ribs, and finally my breasts. His fingers skate over
my hard nipples as he whispers in my ear.
    “I love your tits, Kitten.”
    “They’re small.”
    “They’re perfect. The way
they fit in my hands is perfect. Their shape is perfect. Your
nipples are perfect. Perfect. ”
    I turn my head and he gives
me his lips. Our tongues tangle together as he moves one of his
hands down. When it presses into my folds, and finds my clit, I
moan into his mouth. We continue this way for the next few minutes,
and then I’m coming. Arching back into him as he continues to
thrust into me, and kiss me, and oh God, touch me. I can feel my
orgasm everywhere. I can feel him everywhere, and it takes me out of this world for
a few seconds.
    I come back to Earth when he grabs my hips
hard enough to leave marks, and starts going even harder, and
rougher. I hold on as tight as I can to the cage as he takes what
he needs and comes on a roar. He pulls out and steps away from me.
The loss of him feels like it’s more than physical, and it makes me
shake a little.
    “Damn, that was good.”
    “We can try to top it upstairs.”
    “I need to get back to practice, and I
should probably sleep at my place tonight. I need to rest before my
session with Waverly tomorrow.”
    “You’re not staying?”
    “Don’t be like this, Sierra. We can spend
one night alone. We’ll be spending lots of nights apart when I make
it back on the team.”
    Apart. He said we would be apart, not alone. Since he’s treating me
like a bunny right now, I guess I don’t have to wonder why that is.
I was stupid to think that this was more. That I’m more.
    “Yeah, sure.”
    “Good. I need to get back to it. See you
tomorrow.”
    I’ve never done a walk of shame before,
because I’ve never been ashamed of what I’ve done in the past.
Right now, as I put my dress back on and walk back through the
lobby, I’m ashamed. I feel dirty and wrong. Everything I thought
was right is wrong. I don’t know what to do.
    At least I learned Portuguese.
     
    * * *
     
    Joel
     
    I’m doing arm circles with weights under
Waverly’s watchful eye when Jenysis barges into the room. “You
bloody wanker,” she says, getting all up in my face.
    “What did you do to her?” Waverly asks me,
her eyes wide.
    “It’s not me. It’s Sierra. She’s not one of
your rabbits, you…you…asshole.”
    “Rabbits?” I ask.
    “Oh, I think she means bunnies, not
rabbits,” Waverly tells me.
    “Yes. That’s it. Bunnies. Sierra’s not one
of your bunnies.”
    “First of all, I have no bunnies. Second, I
know damn well Sierra’s not one of them.”
    “Then why did you treat her like one last
night?”
    “I didn’t.” I wouldn’t.
    “That’s not what she said. You hurt her.
She’s hiding it from everyone else today, but she let me see her
fall apart. If you don’t really want to be with her, then tell her
that and she’ll just honor your original agreement.”
    “I have no idea why she’s upset, but I can’t
believe she sent you