Chapter 3
It felt so good to just sleep in for once. When I woke up I was refreshed. Even if the time difference was jacked up I felt like I tried to get all the sleep in that I possibly could and no one interrupted me, not even Christina. All I remember was eating dinner last night with everyone before we all went back to sleep and now it's noon. Since I work so much, I don't get time to myself to where I can sleep in. Not even on the weekends because my parent's always want me to visit them and run errands for them, so it's not like I can get a break.
I sit on my knees, relishing the feeling of the fluffy pillow on my skin. I crack my neck to the side and slide off the bed going to the bathroom. I still can't get passed how big this place is, when I went in from almost being screwed against the door by Tobias my mouth dropped. It's about the size of my apartment, a little bit bigger―and that was combining it with the closets, kitchen, and bathrooms. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled at myself. I felt happier and I looked happier. The faint dark circles under my eyes were gone, my curly hair was a mess around my face. My eyes wandered down my body and I looked at the barely there silk shorts that are so comfortable that I don't care how they look, I looked at the matching silk tank top and saw my pierced nipples straining against the soft material. Then, the black ink bouncing off of my slightly tan skin.
I quickly brushed my teeth and brushed my hair, pulling it into a large bun when I was finished. I washed up and placed on a pair of black leggings with a creme sweatshirt that drowned me but was comfortable. It had patches of different things on the sleeves and I honestly don't remember where I got this from. I put on a pair of black house shoes and just as my butt hit the soft sofa, there was a knock at my door and I groaned. I rubbed my palms against my face, wincing when my hand pulled my nose ring.
My hand touched the cold knob and I wrenched it open to see a smug looking Tobias standing on the other side. He looked so sexy in his navy blue slacks with a navy blue sweater and tan leather patches on the elbow. He had matching tan leather boots, his hair looked so neat and curly that I just wanted to run my hand through his hair. For a second I found myself drooling but I quickly snapped out of it and raised my eyebrows at him, "I just wanted to check and see if you were alive." He said in his low voice and my leg jerked, his finger came and brushed a curly tress of my hair that fell out of my bun out of my face, smirking at me. He was trying to make me give in and get what he want's, but he's rich he doesn't need to be spoiled, "I was gonna give everyone a tour of the mansion after lunch, will you join us?"
"Do I really have a choice?" He shook his head and I gave him a fake smile, "Alright then."
I went to shut the door but his large hand stopped the door, "You have 5 minutes to get to the dining room." With that he walked away and I couldn't help but to watch his broad shoulders fade away when he turned the hall. I let out a sigh and turned back to my room.
Dressed in a pair of high waist jeans that had rips in them and leggings underneath, I threw my Nike windbreaker jacket over my crop top and zipped it to the top to complete it, I went to have lunch with our 'friends'. It went by pretty quick, we all stuffed our faces and we looked happier, better. I think tiredness got the best of us and now we're ready for some fun. Hell, I'm ready to hit the town and get an authentic fur jacket.
The mansion was huge with an indoor pool that had a Jacuzzi in the corner of the room. Although Russia was pretty cold, the whole swim room had a heating system in the water so that it was more lukewarm than freezing. It smelled of chlorine so I knew it was clean, then the whole room was built out of frosted glass that still let the pale sunlight in and you could warm up. There was chairs set out and there was even a diving board and speaker system. He had a gym and I couldn't be more happier to see that because if that Victoria girl kept testing me, I needed to blow off some steam. Overall there were rooms in this mansion that were actually nice and meant something. He didn't have crazy stuff like a personal theater, he had more libraries than anything. Not like those rich people that have many floors and closets.
"Am I the only one who's excited for the horseback riding tomorrow?" Marlene questioned as we walked back into the devil's palace, we took a small walk around the perimeter and it was nice to see how neat the grass was cut and the different cars with the barn a few ways from here. But, my feet hurt and my boots are covered with wet grass.
Everyone started agreeing and I even did. I was excited but I didn't know how to ride a horse and I didn't want to fall. Knowing my luck I would be the idiot to get brain damage and I didn't need that right now. I ran my hand through my curly hair and checked my phone to see if I had a text from Peter. I've been working from here and he said that he would send me some more things I need to order, "Bored already?" Someone bumped my shoulder and I looked up to see Edward. We never really talked during school but he was cool with everyone, he even hung out with Tobias ―hence the reason he's here.
"Nope, I still have a job." I told him as we went to catch up with the others. They were all gathered around Tobias who was holding a book and laughter filled the room, "Look at Tris!" His voice bellowed and I squeezed my way through them. I was horrified to see my Junior school picture. My hair was in a mass of wild curls and I had on a top that was two sizes to tight around my breast.
"¿Por qué son usted el tipo mirar de este? ¡Es embarazoso!" They still laughed at me as I snatched the book out of Tobias' hands, I rolled my eyes as my cheeks flood with the memory of that day, "I loved that top." I smiled at the black, long sleeve, plain top. It was comfortable and that's why I loved it. Eric muttered something behind me. That was the same day he ripped it in two when I was at his house helping him 'study'. I turned around and glared at him, he told me that he would get me another one but he didn't.
He probably owes me about 200 dollars worth of clothing he's ripped off of me. After flipping through the pictures of our Junior year we retreated to the living room to watch a movie until dinner was done. And when dinner rolled around we were wired up. The guys decided to have a guy's night at the mini nightclub―the one unnecessary thing he has, so far― and us girls were in Shauna and Zeke's room for some girl talk and wine. I changed my outfit for the tenth time it felt like. I still have on my jeans but without the leggings and my legs were showing, this time I was more comfortable without my bra underneath and I had a navy blue sweatshirt on.
Christina promised to do my hair before we started drinking and now she's straightening it, "I think we all know what's expected." Ana folded her hands over her lap as we took a sip of our wine, "Let's talk about sex." Of course.
"I think Tris should go first." I chocked on my wine and glared at Shauna. It seems like my friends always like to put me out on front.
"If you think that my sex life is all that, then you're wrong. You know that." I narrowed my eyes at her as Christina chuckled behind me, "I'm not a virgin." I stated simply for the hoes that didn't know me before they made assumptions. I don't want to tell them that I have a vibrator named Wilson, from the movie casted away. I severely needed some d_ick and I needed some now. That vibrator wasn't doing anything for me. I NEED PENETRATION FROM A REAL PENIS!
I drowned my wine until my glass was empty with the small remaining of the red colored liquid at the bottom while Marlene talked about getting eaten out by Uriah. I kept on drinking while Christina finished up my hair. This would be the only thing that would get me through the night, getting drunk because I want to avoid masturbating again tonight. I'd rather pass out with my cunt throbbing than being unsatisfied from a light orgasm of the vibrator.
"I like it rough." Victoria stated and I smiled at her. Maybe I should start being nice to people, they tell me that I have a mean face so maybe she just read me wrong.
"Same here, sister!" I grinned, feeling tipsy as I gave her a high five, "We should go see what the boys are doing." I brought my third glass up to my lips. I felt hot and I wanted to move around, I haven't felt this feeling in a while. It was more than just being amped up I was so horny that I was dripping in my panties and I didn't care that I was sitting in front of my girlfriends listening to them getting taken from different positions. Molly helped me to my feet and I tucked my hair behind my ear, glad that my hair didn't reek of the stench of being pressed.
We wandered the hallways together and soon followed the sound of the music, Hotline Bling was on and I rolled my eyes as we peaked our head through the double doors. Men was in there, some who I never saw before and they were drink, talking, and dancing. I felt relieved when I didn't see any girls. Lauren, who was the drunkest, walked in and started dancing with some random fellow. Too soon, I was the only one standing behind the door and I slowly stepped inside. My slipper clad feet scrapped against the floor but no one could hear it over the thumping music. It's no fair that they get to have this big party and we have to sit in the room.
I stumbled to the bar and reached over to find a bottle of water, I didn't want to get drunk like Lauren because we were going to ride thumping horses tomorrow. My hangover was going to be a killer and I didn't want that, "What are you doing in here?" Warm breath fanned against my neck and I moaned, already knowing who it is from the strong cologne. I turned around and smiled at his face, the blue and purple strobe lights flashing against his face, "This is a boy's night." Tobias leaned down close to me and the same minty smell of his breath filled my nose, now laced with alcohol made me slam my mouth against his.
My body needed something even if it was a simple kiss, I needed some type of body interaction. Tobias pulled away from me and furrowed his eyebrows, "You're horny and drunk."
"The best mixture." I tried my best not to slur, feeling bad because I didn't even get a sip of my water yet and I know what I'm gonna face tomorrow morning.
Tobias bit my lip and leaded me out of the dance room down the hall and pushed me into some closet. Towels, brooms, and cleaning supplies were on shelves and I felt like I was in a cliche high school make out scene, "Why are you so horny?" He smiled at me as I thrust out my lower lip.
"Because, my vibrator isn't enough. I haven't had sex in over 3 years and I need something." There was nothing to say, his lips slammed against mines and I threw my arms around his neck. Responsible Tris is telling me to pull away and reckless, drunk, Tris wants to just take him and let out all of my sexual frustration that's been pent up since I got this damn letter from him. His hands quickly roamed up and down my back resting on my butt, I rack my hands through his hand as he places rough kisses on my neck making me moan and cower back away from him. Wetness starts to pool in my underwear and I can feel it seeping.
He doesn't waist anytime taking off my pants and pushes me on the ground in front of him. I already know that he wants me to give him head. It's obvious by the look on his face and how he lined me right in front of his bulge is that he wants to be in my mouth, "I've been wanting to do this to you forever." Boom.
My eyes start to cross at how quickly he unzips his pants and he's standing in front of me, towering over me, with his pants around his ankles, his bulge near my face and me―panting with want in front of him, dripping on the floor. Things happened so quick that I see 2 Tobias', "What about my pleasure?" I pout, furrowing my eyebrows as he palms himself through his boxers.
"We'll get to that babygirl." His pet name nearly sends me over edge, but from the thoughts of just that, I pull down his boxers. I can't help but to let my mouth drop open. If we do ever have sex then he's going to rip me in two. I hate to compare but he's bigger than Eric by at least 1-2 inches. Hell, it doesn't even matter, they're both big and I can't seem to get a break. He's rock hard and his veins are strenuous against his creamy, rough but yet, silky skin. I don't know how he's so tan in the middle of nowhere and it seems to be cold all year around. He's hung and they're's no doubt about it, "Are you going to stare all day?" His deep voice snaps me out of my daze of just staring at him. I shake my head and look up at him with a sheepish grin.
He smiles back at me and I grasp him in my hand, amazed that my finger's are about a couple inches apart. I slowly rub my hand up and down it, spreading the precum all around him. I bring my mouth slowly to the head of his cock and I lick around it, tasting his sweetly saltiness. He throws his head back and lets out a deep moan, kneading his hands in my hair. I take him more into my mouth, actually feeling him pulse in my mouth making me wonder if he's going to last long. Instead of pulling my hair, his hands are on the side of my face, forcing me to take more into my mouth which leaves my hands empty.
I trail my hands down my body, and into my soaking wet panties. I spread my wetness all around my clit and I moan around him as I start to rub myself, I can't wait for him to finish. I continue to breath through my nose and stop worrying about gagging. I've taken Eric in my mouth before, but they're both so different and I've gagged with him and I'm trying my best to not do it now. My other hand reaches under my sweatshirt and I squeeze my breast, feeling the cool barbell between my fingers. When I first got my nipples pierced I regretted it, now tugging on them brings such a delight that I can nearly cry. I moan and continue to work myself with my fingers as Tobias hammers my mouth. He's not letting me get used to anything. . . he must like being rough. I don't mind.
"Oh my. . ." He trails off as I finger myself, imagining it as if were his fingers. His nostrils flare and I try so hard to try and fight back my orgasm. But, I feel myself start to slowly bare down on my fingers and the only sound in the room is the wetness of Tobias sliding in and out of my mouth, and the ragged sighs and moans escaping us. My eyes roll back in my head and I moan loudly as I cum violently on my fingers. It's not as intense as I hoped, but it's something.
Tobias abruptly stops and whips out of my mouth, his head is thrown back as he pumps his self in my hand and before I knew what was happening his thick, white, warm, cum shoots out and lands right on my face without warning. I open my mouth and try to catch most of it. . . I do some crazy things drunk. His cum is all over my sweater, my face, and the front of my hair. I take off my sweatshirt and wipe off my face on the part that isn't covered with him. I've only been here for 2 days and I'm already covered in his sticky cum. Tobias helps me stand up and grabs my wet fingers that were just inside of me and bring them up to his mouth, sucking on them making me hold in a moan. He takes his fingers out of my mouth and presses his lips against mines, "You taste like everything I've imagined." He smiles, and nibbles on the side of my neck, "My turn."
Before he or I could say anything, there is a knock at the door, "Tris? You in there?" Lauren voice is on the other side of the door and Tobias groans while I walk to the bedroom and shrug on my silk robe. She knocks again and I see Tobias pull up his pants with a scowl on his face. I push him into the hallway closet and quickly trip over my feet to the door and I open it. Lauren's face is priceless. I probably have bloodshot eyes, disheveled hair, and swollen lips, "Is someone here? Am I interrupting something?"
"Nope." I pop my lips and a small smile forms on her lips.
"Okay, you're pretty drunk. Do you need help getting to bed?" I cross my arms over my erect nipples, not to many people know I have my nipples pierced and it's brick city in this damn mansion.
"Nope." I repeat.
"Alright, goodnight. I'll let Chris know you're fine." She walks down the hall and as soon as the door is shut lips land on mine and I moan and wrap my arms around his neck. All of a sudden, nausea overtakes my body and I refuse to let it come back up.
"I'm tired." I lie, pulling away from him.
A pout forms across his face and he looks like a child that didn't get what he wanted, "Alright, let me get you to bed." I don't put up a fight and he takes me to my bedroom. I'm hanging off of him with my legs dangling with his every move. My bones feel like mush and everything that I just did catches up with me and it brings along a headache. I groan into his shoulder as he pulls back the covers and places me on the bed. I moan into the pillow, regretting all the alcohol I consumed and giving him a blowjob because it's catching up with me. I hear his feet walking away he returns with a glass of water, pills, and a wastebasket, "Drink some of this." He brings up the cool glass to my lips and I nearly moan of relief of the coolness flowing down my sore throat, courtesy to Tobias. He places the glass on the nightstand and kisses my forehead, "Call me if you need me and thanks for the blowjob, hopefully next time we see each other I can return the favor." Gosh, he sounds like a f_ckboy and it's sickening.
I turn my head and groan into the pillow, he chuckles and I hear him leave the room. What have I done?
Sorry for taking so long, things are really moving quick for the both of them. Good and bad! I've been busy so please be patient and thanks for all the good reviews! NOT EDITED!