42. Kassian

Chapter forty-two

Kassian

Saturday, December 23, 2023

A iyana's a little tipsy as she grinds her ass into me the moment Kat and Ale head upstairs as if we aren't all fully aware of what they're doing up there.

As much as it grosses me out, Aiyana's working overtime to distract me, and frankly, I'm just glad she's finally letting loose and allowing herself to have some fun.

I'm sporting a semi, trying my best not to bend her over and take her right here where all my teammates and their families can see me claim her.

I grip her hips tightly, running my lips over her ear. "Can I take my dirty girl to the bathroom and fuck you right now?" I ask, my voice coming out husky.

She turns in my arms, grabs my hand, and leads me up the stairs. I feel like we're in college again, and I kind of love it.

After the week I've had, I just want one carefree night with my girl, even if she doesn't realize she's mine yet.

We walk past a closet with the lights on and chuckle. A second later, the light turns off, and that sends Aiyana into a fit of giggles as she drags me into the bathroom. We both know Kat and Ale are in there, and while it makes me want to vomit knowing what's probably going on in there, I push the thought from my mind. She's an adult. A consenting adult, and it is not my business.

Aiyana shuts the door before peeking her head into the shower, looking behind the curtain. "You think someone's hiding in there?" I ask her playfully.

She rolls her eyes. "I've listened to way too many true crime podcasts to leave that shit up to fate alone. Good news though—we're all clear," she tells me, smiling broadly.

I pull her into my grasp and lift her ass onto the sink, working my fingers into her waistband and pulling them down her ass just past her thighs, then move her damp panties out of my way. She's biting her lip, eyes a little glassy. I stop, gripping her face. "You sure? You're not too drunk?" I ask, concern lacing my words.

She rolls her eyes again. "No, Kas, I've had a single beer. I'm a little less tightly wound than I was when we first got here, but I'm still able to consent," she tells me firmly and clearly as she pulls my hand back to the slick wetness between her thighs. "Now fuck me or get out so I can do it myself," she tells me with a laugh.

I groan into her neck, nipping the skin before sinking a finger into her, keeping a steady rhythm as she winds her legs around my waist. Her nails claw into my back, stinging in the most delicious way.

Her chest heaves as she gets closer to her release. Her lips fall open on a moan as I slip a second finger inside her, applying firm pressure to her clit with the pad of my thumb.

I watch as her body tightens, nearly falling apart for me, my name on her lips just as the door swings open. Kyle is standing in the doorway, eyes wide and apologetic. "Shit, sorry!" he says, slamming the door as Aiyana comes apart on my fingers, eyes wide and horrified but unable to stop her body's response.

When she finishes, she drops her head to my shoulder. "Oh my god, that's so embarrassing," she tells me.

I pull my fingers out of her, suck them into my mouth, and moan at her taste before fixing her clothes and helping her down from the counter. I smirk at her. "I think your orgasm was even stronger than it would've been had we not been caught," I tell her, chuckling. "Is my little viper into exhibitionism?" Quirking a brow at her, I laugh at the disdain on her face. She smacks my shoulder and stalks off, out of the bathroom and down the stairs, back into the throng of people down there.

She heads toward the kitchen, grabbing a beer from the cooler and popping the top, bringing it to her lips for a long pull, eyes locked on me the entire time. When she lowers the beer from her lips, I can't help but cage her in, back flush to the counter. My hands are on either side of her hips as I dip my head and swipe my tongue along her heavy upper lip, and again along that full lower one, the sour taste of her IPA zipping along my tastebuds.

She's staring at me, wide-eyed and shell-shocked, until her gaze finally averts, and she pushes me off of her. I look over my shoulder and see Kat and Ale heading down the stairs, their faces flushed and hair a mess.

I smirk, shaking my head in embarrassment as they approach us, their appearances ruffled.

When they're within earshot, Aiyana pushes herself off the counter and launches herself at Kat, winding her arm through hers as she pulls them away from Ale and me in the kitchen. He and I just shrug at each other and head back toward the guys playing beer pong like a bunch of frat boys.

***

"Come on, little one, let's get you upstairs," I tell Aiyana, hauling her over my shoulder as I drag her inside, thankful that no one seems to be in the lobby right now.

Kat and Ale shake their heads at her, laughing quietly because Kat doesn't drink and Ale was nursing the same beer the entire night. When we get upstairs, Kat opens their door for me but steps out. "I'm gonna stay at Ale's tonight. I'll head over early to help her pack though." She stands on her toes to press a kiss to my cheek. "You'll lock up for me?" she asks, and I nod.

"Love you, Kitty-Kat," I tell her.

"Love you." She smiles fondly, leaving me in the entryway with Aiyana's tiny limp body draped over me.

I bring her to her room, being careful only to turn on a lamp, not wanting to wake her. I lay her gently on her side of the bed before grabbing an oversized shirt from her dresser and sitting next to her. I leave her leggings on but work her arms out of the sleeve of her winter coat and then toss her skimpy top in a heap on the floor with it before sliding the shirt over her head. Then I work my fingers into her hair, undoing the tight bun at the top of her head, not wanting her to wake up with a migraine. Once it's undone, I do my best to braid it to the side and throw a blanket over her.

When I get back from the bathroom, she's snuggled her way into the center of the bed and turned the lights out, so I strip down to my briefs and curl in next to her, setting an alarm for five so I can get out of here before Kat gets back.

She wraps herself around me almost instinctively, sighing as her head hits my warm chest, and my arm wraps around her upper body, holding her tightly to me. I press a kiss to the crown of her head and whisper, "Goodnight, my little viper."