Chapter 136 Confession

Chapter 136 Confession
Uriel's POV

"Are you sure you want to say it?" I chuckled lightly, dread pooling at the pit of my stomach.

"It's something you must know." Ryder hummed, sitting up.

"Ryder..." Peter called out, his tone warning.

"Y'all chill. I'm not going to fuck this like last time at the party okay?" Ryder snapped, turning his attention back at me.

My heart beat regularized.

A bit slow now.

"I'm listening, Ry,"

"You know that day at the hallway when I came late? Like the day of my resumption that I had to drag you to class with me?" Ryder asked.

I nodded, my head heavy

"I was scared of going in alone," he chuckled darkly.

"You were?" I asked, my eyes growing soft.

"I didn't know how to handle the stares or side talks, so when I saw you that day, I figured I could use you to overcome my fear," Ryder stared at me, holding our gaze. "Are you mad at me?"

Smiling, I shook my head. "You can use me anytime, babe."

"Thank God!" Ryder pulled me with him to the soft rug, holding me close. "I've been meaning to tell you that for a long while,"

"Well, since we're confessing..." Peter spoke next. "You remember when you couldn't find your bra at the girls locker room one certain period, Chloe,"

"Peter, you had better not got anything to do with that," Chloe growled lowly.

"Sorry," Peter mewled like a child. Chloe pounced on him, hitting him lightly. "It was a dare. Mason tell her,"

"It was Ryder's idea," Mason pointed.

"I said any girl, not Chloe!" Ryder defended, making me chuckle.

I wasn't surprised one bit.

It was their lifestyle back then. The basketball team members were known for being very silly and for also pulling up annoying pranks.

"I still have it with me, by the way. I used to sniff it back then. You smelled so good," Peter added.

"Jesus Christ!" Kathie yelled, taking the words right out of my mouth. "That's some wild fetish bro,"

"Well, the only confession I have is that I liked you since third grade. You remember that day you touched my cock, asking why it looked weird? That was when."

"You did what?" I shot Kathie a glare. A playful one.

"In my defense, I was immature. It just happened. That place just looked too full," Kathie groaned. "How do you still remember that day?! God, this is embarrassing,"

"You remember the day I cut you with a knife? The day you came to work at that diner with me," I asked, looking at Ryder.

"Yeahhh?"

"It was sponsored by jealousy. I was mad at how girls oogled over you. Still am," I told Ryder.

"Awww," he cooed, peppering kisses on my cheek. "It's just bad that I had to pay for your jealousy. Don't worry, Kinky, i only see you okay?"

"Always sappy," Peter shot from where he was laid.

"Okay this is going to be embarrassing but you know how you're the last to leave the boys changing room?" Kathie cackled while we all waited to hear the full thing.

"Okay?" Mason encouraged.

"So after practice, I hid there, waiting for when you'd be alone." Kathie cleared her throat. "The goal was to get a good picture of you butt ass naked. I know I was crazily obsessed! I just wanted to know what you were made up off."

"Oh my God!"

"I only ended up viewing it with my eyes. I was too dumbfounded to take a picture," Kathie concluded. The rest of us hollered with laughter.

God, I loved these people so much

We were all bunch of imperfect, silly people who were not even trying to be perfect one bit.

"I'm hungry," Peter said after a while, making his way up.

"Me too," I admitted, stumbling up.

"Good thing there's something we can munch on..." Mason followed, leading us to the snack cabinet. "Since we're all too drunk to cook,"

"I can try!"

"No pookie!" Mason pointed his finger at Kathie. "We're not trying to recreate Titanic,"

"Lines!" Ryder chuckled.

"Y'all are no fun," Kathie rolled her eyes. "Where's that music box anyway,"

"No!" Chloe and I yelled simultaneously, shaking our head at Kathie. We both knew how boring her songs were.

"Cry all you want, bitches," Kathie yelled, connecting the Bluetooth speaker to her phone.

"Y'all better dance to my girl's song," Mason warned, pointing at all of us.

Surprisingly, her new playlist wasn't so bad. My legs tapped the floor, then my shoulder began to move.

"These beautiful things that I've got. Pleaseeeeee!!! Stayyyyy!!!" We all yelled at once, screaming at the top of our lungs.

We continued like that for a while, jumping around, tossing snacks at each other like kids, carefree.

After different rounds of playing and shouting, we went to our separate room to freshen up and come out for some movie night together, like old times.

"Are you having a good time?" Ryder wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me close.

I nodded, tilting my head to the side. "Are you?"

"Only being with you makes me so fucking ecstatic, Kinky." Ryder held my chin, his eyes boring into mine.

"Me too baby. Me too," I whispered, closing the space between our lips. Our lips slowly moved in sync, sucking and nibbling hungrily.

Ryder trailed his lips down from my neck to my collarbone, spreading electric waves down my body.

"Ryder..." I panted, pressing him into me, craving more of him.

"I can be quick," he panted softly in my ear.

Biting my lips, I nodded. Ryder picked me up immediately, wrapping my legs around his waist. With one hand, he brought his hand down while holding me with the other. Then he rolled a condom down his member effortlessly, crashing his lips into my mouth again.

My fingers gripped his hair, my hip grinding into his body. He pulled on my panties, ripping it into two.

"I'll get you a new one," he whispered.

Who cared.

A sharp gasp left my lips when Ryder pushed himself into me, filling me up instantly.

"Oh yeah?" Moaning softly, I slowly accommodated him before moving my waist rhythmically.

"Fuck," he growled, thrusting in and out of me, fast.

He wrapped his arms around my body, like he was protecting me from breaking. His one hand came down on my ass, smacking it hard.

"So fucking good, Kinky. You're doing so fucking good," he praised, throwing his head back as he shoved his cock in and out, eliciting different syllables of moan from me.

"I'm going to cum, Ry,"

He looked into my eyes, nodding. "Cum, Kinky,"

My body shuddered uncontrollably in his arms, my nails digging into his back. "Oh fuck!" I panted.

Seconds later, Ryder's cock throbbed inside of me, his grip growing tighter.

"That was fucking awesome," Ryder sighed contentedly.

"Are they going to know we had sex?" I asked out of the blue.

Ryder smirked, pushing my hair behind my ear. "The question should be... Are they done having theirs?"

"Fair,"