(MAY CONTAIN MATURE CONTENT)
"Shut up you idiot, she's my personal teacher." Gabriel laughed, digging his hands in his pockets.
I took a deep breath. Never had I been so relieved in my life.
"What a shame," The boy sighed.
"'Cause I could really use a blowjob right now." He smirked. Wide eyed, I was about to open my mouth. Who did that douche think he was? But Gabriel stopped me.
"Ignore him, he doesn't know what else to say to pretty girls." Gabriel smiled at me.
"She knows I'm joking!" The boy said laughing, throwing his arms in the air. He bro hugged Gabriel, before walking into, what I think is the living room. I reached out for my jacket, but Gabriel stopped me.
"You're already leaving?" He asked, lifting his eyebrows.
"Uhm, yeah?" I answered, not really knowing the reason why I should stay.
"No no, it’s Friday. I can’t send you home so early!” Gabriel insisted, plumping my bag down at the floor. He grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me with him into where the other boy just went. Yup, the living room. I looked around; there were two enormous windows, which let the light from the stars outside shine in. In front of the windows were 3 four-seater couches, and a huge flat screen TV on the wall. At the other end of the room, stood an oval-shaped poker table with five chairs. There also stood a small soccer table in one of the corners. In the sofa section sat three gys; The guy from the hallway, Dakota and guy I hadn’t seen before. He looked a little older than the others. They all looked at us as we stepped in. Awkward.
Luckily, seconds later, a merry voice was heard.
“Anyone who want’s to get their ass beat in poker?” Geronimo giggled, playing with the cards in his hands. They all stood up from the couch, making their way over to the poker table. I just followed Gabriel. He sat down, and surprised me by just placing me on his lap.
“He’s a horny bastard, you doesn’t have to sit with him.” Geronimo smiled at me, nodding at Gabriel. Gabriel just laughed, wrapping an arm around me.
“She’s not going anywhere, she’s my lucky charm.” Gabriel said, referring to how we had won the race against Dakota earlier today.
“Ladies if you doesn’t mind, we’ll start the game now. Geronimo?” The older guy said, looking at us.
Geronimo nodded, distributing the cards. All the guys took some of the poker chips, placing them in front of themselves. I glanced at every single guy around the table; At the end of the table sat Geronimo. Next to Gabriel and me sat Dakota. And opposite, sat the boy out from the hallway, and the older guy. Or well, he was not that old. He was older, compared to the boy beside him. If I should guess I would say about the 27 years.
“Uhhh, I smell victory, bitches.” Dakota cheerful chuckled, as he saw his cards.
“Ey wait a second.” The guy from the hallway muttered, standing up from the chair. He disappeared out the room, but was back seconds later; with a beer can in his hand.
As he sagged back down in the chair, the game began.
Could these boys really be a dangerous gang? If you look away from the gun, Geronimo had earlier today, they all seemed like normal boys. Playing poker, laughing, talking and drinking. Seemed pretty harmless. Coraline is never going to believe this, I thought to myself. I couldn’t wait telling her about how this boys, just were, well boys.
As the boys were joking about a booty that they had seen earlier today, two of the guys became quiet. The guys sitting across the table. I glanced over at them.
“…deliver it at right time, but save the last one.” The older guy mumbled, to the guy beside him. He suddenly stopped talking, turning his face, staring directly at me along with the other boy. I quickly looked away. Act natural, act natural, act natural… What the hell was that about?
Gabriel obviously had pretty good cards, because he gambled lots of his chips.
“I fold.” The older guy sighed, throwing his cards at the table.
“Scared Edwards?” The boy out from the hallway smirked at Gabriel, throwing just as many poker chips. Dakota looked from the boy to Gabriel, then back again.
“I hate you dickheads.” He mumbled, throwing his cards as well.
“Then it’s only you and me McCann.” Gabriel said, throwing his last poker chips into the growing kitty. McCann? Where had I heard that name?
“Edwards, I thought you knew that no one can beat the champion?” The McCann guy chuckled, ironic throwing a dollar into the kitty.
“You can’t do that, your silly cheater!” Gabriel laughed along with the other guys.
“I don’t have a dollar on me.” Gabriel mumbled, acting mad.
“Then I guess you lost, Edwards.” McCann smirked, lifting an eyebrow. Oh god, what a turn on. CHRISTINE!
“No, I’m gonna beat your ass with these cards.” Gabriel smirked.
“I’m gambling her.” He laughed, lifting me up, sitting me on top of the table.
“Hey!” I winced, furrowing my eyebrows at Gabriel, before bursting out in laugher as well.
This was weird, funny and awkward at the same time.
“I’m not rooting for you no more Gabriel.” I said, acting mad. The boys laughed, still all just staring at me.
“Okay, okay.” Geronimo cleared his throat. “Show your cards.”
“Beat this.” Gabriel smirked, showing his cards.
“Uhh, a Straight.” The guys said in unison, looking down at his cards.
McCann looked wide-eyed at the cards, but his confused face, quickly changed into a gloating grimace.
“I’m sorry Edwards.” He laughed, laying down his cards as well.
“Holy shit, it’s a Flush. McCann wins.” Geronimo laughed.
“And now come to daddy.” McCann smirked, collecting in all the poker chips.
I looked down at my fingers. Was I supposed to just be sitting here, or should I move down to Gabriel again? My thoughts were interrupted by McCann’s voice.
“And my trophy?” He smirked, opening his arms.
I hesitated for a second, not knowing if I actually wanted to sit with him. But it didn’t seemed like I had a choice, because he already stood up, lifting me up from the table.
Gabriel had his head down, banging it down against the table.
“Oh, there will be other games, little Edwards.” Dakota chuckled, patting Gabriel’s back.
“I’m ruined. And I lost my lucky charm to him.” Gabriel dramatically said, ironic acting like he was mad at McCann.
“Yeah that’s sad about her… But here, I owe you 10$.” Dakota laughed hysterically, handing Gabriel the money.
“Oh you’re such a gentleman Dakota.” Gabriel mumbled, and couldn’t help but chuckle as well..
“Well, she’s not your lucky charm anymore Gabe.” McCann smirked, taking a sip of his beer.
“Yeah, you shouldn’t have gambled on me. Now I’m McCann’s.” I giggled, teasing Gabriel a little.
Geronimo started to distribute the cards once again, as a voice whispered in my ear,
“You can call me Jason, if you want.” I got chills down my back. His voice was so soft yet intimidating.
“Christine Dion.” I insecure smiled at him, looking down at the floor.
They started a new game, and I need to admit; I was impressed by how good Jason was.
“What do you think,” Jason suddenly whispered.
“Should we lay this, or this card?” I looked down at them, not really knowing which one to point at.
“This.” I mumbled, pointing at the clubs four.
“Why not the other?” Jason asked. It was a hearts two.
“I was thinking we should play on the four-leaf clover because it means luck, you know. And we should keep the hearts because… I don’t know. It was just my feeling.” I turned my head to look at him, but he was already staring at me.
“You are adorable.” Jason whispered, lightly chuckling. I blushed, looking away from him. He thinks I’m cute… As it became our turn again, Jason furrowed his eyebrows.
“Hm, we can’t really win this.” He mumbled, looking at our cards.
“Let’s just try, we have nothing to loose.” I smiled, didn’t wanting him to give up yet.
“I could loose my lucky charm.” He mumbled, staring at the cards. My heart was beating like a crazy. Now I know what it feels like when you say you have butterflies flying around in my stomach. Control yourself, Christine. I took a deep breath.
“Holy shit.” Jason suddenly said.
“What?” I asked absently, turning my head once again to face him.
“We won! We won with these shitty cards!” He smiled, laying down the cards at the table.
“Yayyy.” I giggled, clapping in my hands like a little kid.
Then I saw him smile. And for the second time today, I totally melted into it. He stared back at me, but I this time I didn’t looked away. We stared into each other’s eyes in what felt like forever, when suddenly a hand was placed on my shoulder, waking me up from the dream.
“I’m sorry to interrupt you McCann, but Christine has to go now.” Gabriel chuckled, making me giggle as well.
“Oh shut up.” Jason mumbled, as I stood up from his lap.
I followed Gabriel out to the hallway, taking on my jacket and bag.
“Bye guys, nice to meet you all.” I smiled at the boys, as I poked my head into the living room.
“See you Christine.” The guys said in unison, smiling back at me. Jason wasn’t there.
As I walked outside, Gabriel sat on his Ducati waiting for me.
I seated myself behind him, wrapping my arms around him. I looked back at the house as we drove down the gravel way, and out on the road. Coraline is never going to believe this, I smirked to myself.
“Hey Christine?” Gabriel’s voice suddenly interrupted my thoughts.
“Mm?” I mumbled back.
“Now that I have to drive you home,” He started, clearing his throat.
“I was just wondering, where the hell do you even live?” Gabriel chuckled, making me laugh as well.
About 15 minutes later we stopped up at Swane Lane number 30. I jumped off the motorbike, placing myself beside him.
“Thank you for driving me home.” I smiled at him, leaning in to hug him.
“Arh, don’t mention it. What do I owe you?” Gabriel asked, as he pulled away.
“Owe me?” I asked confused, tilting my head.
“Yeah, how much? For the help with math?” He smiled, lifting his eyebrows.
I smiled at him.
“Oh no, you don’t have to pay me.” I giggled, shrugging my shoulders.
“Are you sure?” Oh Jesus Christ boy, I don’t want your money!
“Yeah 100%.” I said, starting to freeze a little.
“Wauw, thanks, I owe you big time.” Gabriel said.
I turned around to walk into the house, but Gabriel voice stopped me.
“But Christine,” I turned around. Gabriel nervously looked around, taking a grip in my arm and dragged me closer to him.
“If you hear or see something you shouldn’t when you’re with us…” He stopped up, like he was thinking about if he said this the right way.
“You may not tell anybody, what we’re doing. Forget what you’ve seen. You promise me that?” He ended, looking straight into my eyes. The playful smile was gone. He was serious.
“But-“ I wanted to ask him what the hell he meant, but I couldn’t. Instead I just nodded, whispering a quiet. “I promise.”
“Perfect, see you Christy.” Gabriel said, quickly turning from serious to just Gabriel again.
“See you Gabriel.” I said, turning around, and walking into my house. Holy shit, this had been a long day. I was exhausted. There was pretty dark in the house, only lights in the hallway were on. They others were probably already sleeping. I tiptoed down to my room, not wanting to wake up any of the others. Throwing myself at my bed, I took my phone out of my bag. It read 10.45 p.m. “Hey girls, no need to call the cops, it all went fine lol x” I sent it to both Coraline and
Emma. Just so they wouldn’t have to worry. I sighed, getting up from the bed and out to my bathroom. Doing the usual routine; brushing teeth and hair, removing make-up and change into my nightwear, I could finally go to bed. I snuggled down under the covers, closing my eyes. I thought about the day; how Gabriel had asked me if I would help him with his math, how I had red on his motorbike and about all the boys I had met. “You may not tell anybody, what we’re doing. Forget what you’ve seen..” Gabriel’s voice spoke inside of my head. But they weren’t doing anything? “If you hear or see something you shouldn’t, when you’re with us,” He had suddenly turned so secretive. And then there was this guy; Jason McCann. He was a mystery. And he was strange. Strange yet beautiful. I turned myself uncomfortable around, really wanting to sleep. But I just couldn’t help but think about him.
Jason’s P.O.V
Looking into the fridge, I rubbed my face with the palm of my hands. This girl.
Grabbing another beer, I took a swig of it. I don’t think the chick even knew, but her ass was massaging my dick from the second she sat down on my lap. But I don’t complain. I smirked to myself, taking another sip. I made my way into the living room again, sagging back down. Laying myself comfortable, I spotted that all the boys were looking at me.
“What?” I spat, not in the mood for shit right now.
“What do you think about Christine?” Geronimo asked, lifting his eyebrows a little. Just the mention of her name made it tickle in my dick.
“I don’t know if we can trust her.” Calvin suddenly said, looking at every one of us.
“Who are we talking about?” Dakota asked as he, sagged down in the couch beside me as well.
“Christine.” Calvin said, annoyed over Dakotas stupidity.
“Well, I wouldn’t mind smacking that ass all night long.” Dakota chuckled, smacking the air, pretending like it was Christine’s ass. I laughed.
“She doesn’t want your hairy dick inside of her.” I chuckled, taking another sip of my beer.
“If you idiots could just focus for one minute...” Calvin sighed, rolling his eyes.
“I think she’s OK. She seems loyal.” Geronimo said, shrugging his shoulders, honest as always.
“And if she’s not,” Dakota continued, smiling evil.
“We don’t have these for fun.” I ended for him, taking up my small handgun; I always had in my back pocket.
“Good, see you all tomorrow then.” Calvin sighed, as he stood up from the couch.
“See you girls.” I mumbled, standing up as well, making my way up stairs to my room. Locking my door, I threw myself at my bed. Sitting the computer beside me, I put on some porn. I rested my back up against the bed’s gable, and pulled down my pants. I relieved moaned, as I had my cock in my hand, finally jerking myself off. This had been a long day. I looked down at my growing member. Speeding up a little, I leaned back my head, closing my eyes. “Christine Dion.” She insecure giggled, looking away. My eyes flew open. What the hell, what is she doing in my head? I forced my eyes closed again, groaning a little by the pleasure I gave myself.
I tried to focus on the girl on the video, who moaned like there was no tomorrow, I really tried to just focus on pleasuring myself, but I just couldn’t help but think about her.