The air stung her cheeks as she stepped out into the crisp December evening, the traffic dinned in the background as she looked at the screen of her phone, photos grazing her consciousness as she scrolled through her Instagram timeline.
Arianna was heading out to her best friends condo for the first time in months, eager to see her friends before the Christmas holidays and what was sure to be another year of isolation and disappointment. She waited for her uber in the bitter cold, light snowflakes hitting her cheeks and sticking to her hair, between that and her outfit she felt a bit like a 90s pop icon.You’re lost? Let me explain. Silver puffy snow boots with white fluffy trim and white pompoms hanging off of dangling white rope, white knit tights, a black tennis skirt, a white cable knit sweater, a long silver super puff jacket, white earmuffs, and now, crystalline white snowflakes glistening throughout her long auburn hair.
She found her Uber and hopped in, nervous and excited to be headed to a holiday “party”. It was only going to be maybe ten people, most of whom she knew, but any chance to dress up was a good time in her view. Plus, she knew she looked hot as fuck. She pulled up to Gracies condo and buzzed, signed in and took the elevator up to the 35th floor.
Gracies condo was gorgeous and expansive, the luxury of rich, generous, withdrawn parents. A kicked off her boots, shrugged off her coat, and threw it in Gracies’ room. The butterflies in her stomach fluttered as she anticipated the initial shock of reintegration into society. That’s how it felt these days.
She turned the corner into the open concept kitchen, living room design and was instantly flooded with deep bass, wafts of vodka, familiar faces, and, what could only be described as the hottest fucking greek god of a man she’d ever seen in her entire life. Not to be hyperbolic. But honestly. He must have been 6’3, muscular but not in a trying to hard kind of way, he was dressed clean and smart, dark jeans, a dark sweater, matching socks, medium length hair without too much product, and dark piercing eyes that somehow contained multitudes. She felt her knees tremble a bit as she struggled to walk a straight line, despite the fact that she had yet to even so much as take a shot.
“EEEEEEE ARIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAA” shrieked Tabby, as she ran over to A, Gracie tagging behind, a lazy smile gracing her face. “Bitchhhhhhhhhhh, you made it” slurred Gracie slightly, “wouldn’t miss it for the world, hoe” smiled A. “SHOTS SHOT SHOTS” cried Tabby, as she careened the bottle of stoli towards A, who diligently, leant back and opened her mouth to facilitate the pour. She took a double shot of vodka and wiped her mouth, looking up to make eye contact with the mysterious model in the kitchen.
“Who the fuck is that” hissed A into Gracies air while motioning her chin over to the tall handsome stranger. “Hehehehehe that’s my cousin Jakob, he’s visiting for a few months, you like” said Tabby with a wink. A blushed crimson. She did, but she would never fucking admit that to Tabby of all people. Just then he smirked at her, she looked away quickly and changed the conversation to mindless chatter with her girls.
After a couple vodka sodas with a hint of lime, A started to warm up and feel more like herself. She had been catching up with her friends, who had since left to go to the washroom and she was sitting on the velvet couch checking her phone mindlessly scrolling, un-a-tune to her surroundings. She felt someone sit next to her and turned only to be treated with the chiseled face of a greek god at fashion week. “This seat taken?” he asked, smiling, cocky as fuck. “Uh, no…but….do I know you?” instantly she slapped herself in the face (internally) for being such a rude ass bitch. “HA, no I guess not. I’m Tabby’s cousin, Jakob. And you?”, “A” was all that came from her lips. “Hmmmm, A, I like that, mysterious”. She hated how confident he was. “Listen, I’ve been watching you since you walked in, and I just have to say, I’ve never seen a woman so assured in herself. You’re fucking beautiful. And terrifying. I’d love to get to know you better.”
Suddenly, A’s skin puckered with goosebumps, her blood started pumping, heart beating, hands shaking…..it wasn’t even necessarily the words he said, but his steady, unyielding confidence….he felt like the kind of man that would take care of her. And yet…..
“Why’s that?” she said, brows raised in indignation?
“There’s just something about you. I’m not gonna pull that typical ‘you’re not like other girls’ bullshit, but you have a magnetism about you, I can’t deny it…..”
She was fucking intrigued.
“You’re words sound good but how do I know they’re genuine?” she questioned.
“Good question…I don’t know if I can give you a satisfactory answer to be honest.
Fuck. He’s good, she thought.
“I’d love to walk you home, maybe we can talk more and really get down to brass tacks about all this…..” he joked.
She couldn’t resist.
“Fine. But I’m not inviting you in, if that’s what you’re thinking. So if that’s you’re intention, save me the trouble of arguing with you at my door and just go home now.” she thought surely this would put him off.
He merely chuckled. “Sure, whatever you say.”
They thanked their host, said their goodbyes, grabbed their coats and headed out to the snow covered streets.
The air felt electric, though she was tipsy, there was another feeling at play, something deep in her stomach that she hadn’t felt in what felt like forever. They walked out into the cold and he shuffled close to her, his side pressing into hers, his arm snaking around her waist and pulling her in towards him. She felt as if her body was made of a billion nerve endings that were suddenly firing, and as if he heard the language of her body he stopped her right in the middle of the empty sidewalk, stepping out in front of her and without saying anything, he placed his two hands on either side of her chin, pulling her chin towards his and kissing her with such passion it was a wonder the snow around them didn’t burst into flames.
“There’s something about you…….” he gasped.
“I feel it too” she breathed.
“My old high school is around the corner, they never lock the gym, we could?” he asked….
“Yes. Let’s go.” she exhaled with certainty.
They quickly made their way towards the school and quietly creaked open the old, cracked door. They crept through the dark hallways towards the gymnasium, where they were sure to find all the mats. You could hear the blood coursing though their veins as the attractive pair silently made their way towards to gym, hand in hand. Once they made it, they ripped the mats off their velcro holders on the wall, through them down next to each other on the ground, and instantly fell on top of one another, making out as if one mouth held the venom and one the cure.
“I need you” he whispered into A’s ear as he gently bit the lobe of her ear and then lightly ran his tongue in the hallow of her ear. She shivered as he did so. “Take me” she said with abandon. They stripped off each others shirts, hands roaming all over one another, as they continued to ravage each others mouths. He removed her tights and pulled her skirt up, bringing his fingers towards her clit and applying even pressure, rubbing in small circles, using her wetness as lube, all the while kissing down her neck and collar bones while she moaned his name.
Finally, A couldn’t take it, she rips down Jakob’s pants and out springs his hard 8inch cock, she licks the tip and thrusts it into her mouth, her tongue enveloping it, making circles around the tip down to her base, meeting her hand as it moves from base up, her other hand squeezing his balls, “fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk” he moans, as she moves rhythmically, up and down his hard dick. A makes eye contact with him as she sucks, “you like that” he asks incredulously, “unhunh” she slurps”.
“Fuck babe that’s so hot” he mutters as he pulls her up towards him, her pussy positioned perfectly over his cock, he looks into her eyes right before he plunges his throbbing cock into her wet hole, looking her deep in the eyes before sloppily kissing her mouth. “OH fuckkkkk, your dick feels so good babe” moans Arianna as she rocks on his cock. He begins to pound her upward, gaining momentum, he thrusts hard into her and flips her over so he’s now on top, he grabs her calves and throws them around her shoulders, pounding her hard while staring into her eyes. “You’re mine now, do you understand?” he growls before kissing her deeply.
He reaches down and pagans gently rubbling her clit until he feels the walls of her pussy tighten and her nails dig into his back. “FUck FucK fuCkkkKkkKkkkK” moans A. “I.Just.Fucking.Came.” she breathes. J smiles and beings to increase his tempo, eluding the fuck out of her. “AH AHHHH AH AHHHH AHH AHHH FUCKKAAA” screams A as he gyrates into her until he finally unleashes all of his thick, juicy cum deep inside of her.
Jakob collapses onto A and begins to kiss her face, neck, chest. “Fuck babe, that was incredible.” “Yeah..I know..” she breathes, “ready to take me home now” she says, smirking. “UH ya, of course.” he chuckles, clearly thrown off guard.
They quickly dress and navigate themselves outside the school. “That was……wow….crazy.” jakob stutters. “Haha, ya. Totally.” jokes A. They walk back to her place in silence, both admiring the quiet beauty of the snow around them.
“This is me. Thanks” A exclaims breathily. “It was….really, uh, magical? meeting you.” She can tell J’s nervous. “You too”, genuine, warm, slightly mocking. “Can I get your number or something?” he asks hopefully. “I have a feeling we’ll se each other, if we’re supposed to.” she chuckles and heads into her building.
pretty words for wicked girls 