Sooner or Later...You Won't Resist Me
Previously: I leaned down towards Cory, kissing his perfectly sculpted abs up to his chest, then his neck, and then I went to his ear and whispered, "So I guess it's safe to say I won." I quickly hoped off the bed and headed towards the door. "What the hell?!" I heard him shout after me. Haha, his face was priceless! He was so shocked he couldn't even speak. His eyes were widen in surprise. "I'm gonna kill her. I'm gonna kill her," he was mumbling loudly. D*mn it! Now I'm going to have to watch out for Cory. He's not going to let this go until he gets payback. Lucky me...
Chapter 14
Quentin, Fred, Courtney and I were all waiting around Cory's car when it was three am. One by one we all started appearing and standing by the car. I was first, since I left as soon as I was down with Cory. It was chilly outside so I kept pulling my dress down as far as it could go. Holy crap!
Holy mother of a biscuit lover! Where in the f*cking hell is my panties?! No wonder why I keep feeling a slight breeze down there! What the hell?! "Shit!" I whisper-yelled to no one in particular. They all looked at me curiously. Courtney was leaning against the passenger's door, me next to her, Quentin against the back seat door next to me, and Fred next to him.
"What's wrong with yo--" Courtney began but was cut off my Cory walking towards us. He had a slight grin on his face...he must've had fun with Lauren. He was about to walk around to the driver's side of the car until Quentin stopped him.
"Hey Cory, what's that in your hand?" Quentin asked him. Cory looked at Quentin while backing up, so he was standing infront of all of us again.
"Oh this?" he asked innocently and held up...oh no. In his hands he held a pair of light pink laced panties...my light pink laced panties. "These belongs to a girl that I just nailed. You should've seen her Quentin man, she was begging me to get inside of her," Cory announced while twirling my panties around his index finger, making it swing through the air.
What? He didn't nail me, and I certainly didn't beg him! I was about to defend myself when I realized that would give me away. I don't want them to know how and why Cory has my panties. Cory stole a glance at me and his smirk got bigger as he saw my stunned face.
"Yeah! Was she worth it?" Quentin asked before high fiving Cory. Cory shrugged his shoulders.
"I've had better," he answered, not looking at me when he spoke. He's had better?! Oh please, I bet if I had sex with him, I'd rock his effing world! Haha wow...where'd that come from?
"Well I think you should throw them away. It's gross keeping the panties of one of your little sex buddies," Courtney put her two cents in. She made a disgusted face.
Cory shook his head. "Naw, I was thinking of keeping them. You know, as a souvenir. Maybe hang them on my wall..." he trailed off with a hint of sarcasms in his voice.
Ugh, that's disturbing and creepy. I don't even want to think of Cory keeping my panties in his room. "I agree with Courtney. You should at least give them back to the girl," I suggested. Courtney nodded in agreement. Cory seemed to have thought about it, then nodded his head.
"Okay, I can do that. She's actually still here, I can give them to her right now," he said while inching towards me with smirk still on his face, his eyes lit up with amusement as they stared into mine.
My eyes widen as I realized he was going to give them to me now. I backed up into the car. "I think! That! You should give them to her when no one is around....you know...save her from the embarrassment?" I recommended while trying to hide the nervousness in my voice.
Courtney looked at me strangely before rolling her eyes. "Whatever, let's just get home already. I'm tired," she confirmed and we all agreed.
I heard Cory laugh softly as he bit his bottom lip, still looking at me. I waited until everyone else had drunkenly gotten in the car before I grabbed hold of Cory's arm and dragged him a few feet away from the car. "Isyss? Come on I'm tired," Courtney whined, closing her eyes.
When I figured we were out of hearing range, I let go of his arm and put my hands on my hips. He smiled at my stands. "What's the matter, Isyss? You look a little uncomfortable," he asked with mock concern.
"Just give me my panties Cory and pretend this never happened," I demanded while holding out my hand to him. He let out a sigh, looked at my hand, and slapped it away.
"No can do, baby. See, you left me hanging. And I have to admit I was taken completely off gurad-"
"Oh come on! You can't honestly think I would've actually had sex with you...seriously."
"No I don't. I'm disappointed because I didn't see it coming," he answered honestly. "And these," -he held up my panties- "are my proof that we almost had sex. If I would've just given one...slight...push..." he trailed off as he inched closer to me, his hands behind his back. I quickly stole a glance towards the car, the three were completely passed out cold.
I looked back at Cory, and our eyes locked as he was now directly infront of me. "...Than I would've been inside you," he finished his sentence. I have to admit, for a moment I was taken aback by the spark in his eyes. I moved my face closer to his and cautiously wrapped my arms around his waist.
I looked at his lips, his soft lips that not long ago were on every each of my body. "Isyss, can I tell you something," he whispered. We were so close now, I could feel his breath on my lips as he was staring intently into my eyes. I nodded as my hands were finally around his back.
"Fooled me once, shame on you," he quickly backed away from me and held up my panties. "Fooled me twice...shame on me," he laughed as he swung my panties in circles around his index finger. Damn it! How'd he know I was trying to grab my panties out of his hands? That's the whole reason I wrapped my arms around him.
He laughed as he walked back to the car with me following. Ugh! I felt so uncomfortable without panties on! How do the sluts do this?! Cory pulled his car infront of Quentin's house. I nudged Quentin, who was slightly out of it. I hopped out of the car to help him with Fred, who was completely out of it. I wrapped Fred's left arm around my shoulders and placed my right arm around his waist; Quentin did the same with the other side.
As soon as Quentin got the door open, Fred woke up. "Isyss?" he slurred.
"Yeah?" I answered, acknowledging it was really me.
"You're are ah reeeeeaaaaallllyy prrrrretty," he slurred as Quentin quickly sobered up and tried to get his friend through the door.
"Gracias," I replied once I silently corrected his grammar.
"Oohhhh! I loooovee when youuuu talk sexy Spaanishhh! Say something in sexy Spanishhh!" he slurred excitedly.
"Come on Fred, let's get you inside," Quentin mentioned as he tried to take Fred's weight off of me. We were still on the front porch.
"No! I wanna her to say something in sexy Spanish!" Fred shouted.
I laughed as Fred turned to face me. Haha, he's a weird drunk...haha. "If I say something in Spanish, will go inside?" I tried to suggest. He nodded his head viciously with a huge smile on his face. "Tu haliento huele a caca de perro [your breath smells like dog poop]," I say to him in my most sexy, seductive voice.
I heard laughter coming from the car. I looked and saw Cory laughing as he was watching the scene. Quentin chuckled a little too. They've known me for so long that they sometimes understand the things I say in Spanish. "What did you say?" Fred asked me.
"She said you look hot, now let's go inside," Quentin announced, getting a little frustrated. I laughed and was about to walk off the porch until Fred grabbed my wrist.
"Wait! You have to promise me you'll marry me first! So our kids can speak sexy Spanish!" he shouted. I laughed again and looked at Quentin for help. Quentin shook his head and shrugged his shoulders...no help at all.
"Of course I'll marry you, Fred! But first you have to go inside," I say to him with sarcasm.
He smiled again before finally going into the house. I gave Quentin a quick hug before heading back to the car. Cory was shaking his head when I got in a shut the door behind me. I gave him a weird look. "First you have sex with me, then you go off and marry another guy. I have to say I'm a little hurt," he says with mock sarcasm.
"Get over it," I mutter under my breath.
"I'll be getting you back for what you did, you know that right?" he asked me, with complete seriousness.
"I'll be waiting," I replied with a 'game on' tone. He laughed again and the rest of the car ride was silent...peacefully silent. We pulled into their driveway and Cory woke up his sister. At first she was a little confused to where we were, but then you relaxed when it hit her. Cory quickly ran to Courtney's aid as she tried to stand up but failing in the process.
"I love you, Cory," Courtney sung loudly . Cory laughed.
"I love you too, twin."
"No you don't, you liar! You don't even believe in love!" she accused him. What? Cory doesn't believe in love? I was too busy thinking to realize they had already made their way into the house.
"No. I don't believe you can actually be in love with someone. Loving someone and being in love with someone is completely different," he was telling her when I finally walked into the house and shut the door.
"Why do you think that? Is it because of what happened with Madison?" Courtney asked dumbfoundedly. Madison? Gawd lee, I haven't heard that name in nearly three years.
I noticed Cory stiffen at the name. "Let's not talk about her," he answered sternly.
"Why not? What Madison did was-"
"Damn it, Courtney! I don't want to talk about her!" he yelled before leaving Courtney on the couch and storming upstairs. I walked towards Courtney.
"Crap, why'd I say that? He's mad at me now," she whispered hurtfully. She always hated whenever Cory was mad at her, same thing goes for him.
But I was a little curious because I never actually knew what happened with Madison, so I asked Courtney. "It's not really my business to tell," she said, getting a little sober when she realized what she just said to Cory.
"Courtney, I've been knowing you guys since I can remember, you can trust me. All I remember is Cory was really out of it around the time she left, but I never knew why she left," I started. Courtney shook her head. My curiously was unbearable now so I tried again.
"Oh come on, you can tell me. What happened? Something cliché like 'she broke his heart so he's given up on love itself'," I joked as Courtney sat up in sitting position.
"Actually, it was the other way around," was all she said. I looked at her strangely. What does that mean? The other way around?
"Care to elaborate?" I asked her.
Courtney rubbed her hands over her face, sighed and said, "Madison tried to kill herself...over her love for Cory."