Quarterback Sneak (5 page)

How could she say that Galynn was jolly? Jolly conjured images of Santa rubbing his girth and smiling. The image made Alceo cringe. The girl certainly wasn’t fat. She was normal – very much the opposite of Marie. Marie was short and petite and on the skinny side. Her arms looked like twigs, and her waist was probably as round as his bicep.

She was Jasmine’s roommate and friend?
Somehow, he couldn’t see that. He knew Jasmine, and knew the type of person she was. He also felt he knew what type of person Galynn was – from what little time he’d spent with her. Jasmine was a viper. She would do anything and step over anyone to get what she wanted. It made Alceo uncomfortable to think about it. If Galynn knew Jasmine, that meant she knew about Alceo. All about him, and that scared him.

Jasmine hadn’t brought out the best in Alceo…not by a long shot. It hurt him to think that Galynn might see him in the same light Jasmine did.

“Babe, less talking more writing,” Will said as he tapped her computer to bring her attention back to it. “Let’s go, its gotta be done by seven.”

Alceo was glad for the interruption. “I’m gonna go piss.” Alceo didn’t wait for an answer. He just stood and walked off. He didn’t like the library, but at least here he could walk around in peace. He didn’t have to worry about people he didn’t know running up to him and shouting in his face or patting him on the back. The pressure he put on himself to win football games was enough. He didn’t need anymore. Plus, here in the library, he didn’t have to hear Pat Forde and Hannah Storm micro analyzing his every move.

Alceo wandered aimlessly throughout the library, hands shoved deep in his pockets. He rounded the corner and saw a girl standing with her back to him, her head leaning against the shelf. For a moment, the sight of the brown curly hair sent his heart racing. It couldn’t be Galynn though, what would be the odds of that? He stopped a couple feet behind her, his eyes drawn to her backside. She was about five foot eight, but there was something about her he couldn’t place.

She was wearing a dark green hoodie with a small fist in the bottom right corner. Slowly, he stepped closer. There was a tear at the elbow and white paint on the top of the hood. His smile spread.

What were the chances?

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Galynn had been flipping through books for what seemed like forever and nothing seemed to hold the answers she was looking for. She was half tempted to go back to Alceo’s room and wait for him. At least then she’d be able to get her assignment done. Maybe she would tell him all the homework she had and he could do it for her. A small snort escaped her throat as she thought about the insanity of it. She laid her head against the shelf and closed her eyes.

“I was wondering where my favorite hoodie went.” The voice behind her startled her, making her bump her head on the shelf in front of her. She could feel her heart beating in her throat.

“Looks like somebody is a little thief.” The voice was in her ear before she could turn around. The vibrations of his voice sent wetness seeping into her panties.

Galynn tried to turn her head to face Alceo, but his hands were on her hips holding her back to him before she could.

“I -- I didn’t have anything to wear home. My clothes were still wet.” She could feel his fingers opening across her hips pulling her closer to him. “I was going to give it back,” she stammered when he said nothing.

“No, keep it. It looks better on you than it does on me.”

“Yeah right.” The words slipped out of Galynn’s mouth before she could stop herself.

“I’m serious.” Galynn could hear the laughter in his voice as he pressed his stomach against her back. “So doll face, why’d you leave so early?”

Galynn was thrown by the question. She was even more thrown by the idea of Alceo Russell grinding up against her in the University library. She was trying to formulate a coherent response, but his hands and his hips were distracting her.

“I didn’t want to cramp your style.” She said as a sigh escaped her lips. She didn’t know what it was about her that had Alceo after her, but she didn’t want it to change.

The butterflies were flapping in her stomach as his hands reached the hem of his hoodie. She felt the coolness of his hands meet the heat of her bare skin as they buried under her shirt. His palm lay flat against her stomach as he caressed her skin with his thumb. Galynn could feel his hardness growing against her back. Alceo was tall enough that he had to bend down so his lips reached the sensitive skin of her neck. “What makes you think you were cramping my style?”

His breath fanned over her neck and heated her to her core. She didn’t have a response for him and his hands snaked higher. For a brief moment, she wondered if he did this with every girl he met, but the more his hands began to move, the more she didn’t care.

Alceo’s lips brushed against her neck, snaking their way to her ear. She moaned as his lips captured her ear lobe and his hands traveled up her sides. Galynn began to panic. What if he felt how fat she was? What if he didn’t like it? What if -- her thoughts were interrupted by the feel of his fingers teasing her nipples through the lace of her bra.

Alceo’s question forgotten, Galynn leaned back into him, her hands covering his from over the sweater. “Didn’t you have fun?”

Galynn couldn’t answer as his fingertips teased and tweaked her nipples. His tongue snaked from his mouth and tasted the flesh at her neck. Alceo’s left hand held her close while his other began the descent to the waist of her jeans.

“Wait,” she gasped out. “There are people here. Anyone could see us.”

“Doesn’t that make it more fun?” He lifted her hands from his and placed them on the shelf overhead, almost out of reach. “Don’t move your hands.” The change in Alceo’s tone had Galynn gripping the sturdy wood, tightly.

Galynn didn’t know why she wanted to submit to Alceo, but she knew she wanted his fingers and his mouth all over her body. His finger dipped into her belly button as his teeth nipped at her neck and fingers danced around her nipples. She could feel the solid warmth of his legs pressing into her from behind as his pants tightened against her back.

She wanted to touch it. She wanted to feel him in her hand, inside of her dripping pussy. She could feel her panties moist with her excitement as his hand reached closer and closer to its destination. Her breath was coming in short gasps as Alceo’s large and rough hands traveled down her belly. Galynn wasn’t sure she’d ever been this aroused before. She could feel pearly drops of cream leaking from her core.

Alceo licked the rim of her ear and made a hot wet trail down her neck. Galynn was panting hard as his teeth sank into her soft skin, making her knees tremble. Alceo’s hand glided over the swell of her hip to her firm ass. Galynn stopped breathing as he squeezed it hard. Alceo’s fingers traced the seam of Galynn’s jeans, following the path he wanted to take. He could feel the heat pulsing from between her legs as he cupped her sex.

Galynn slowly rocked her hips back on his fingers as his other hand continued its onslaught on her breasts. Alceo’s hand moved to the front of her pants and slid his fingers under the waist of her jeans. The feel of his hands burned Galynn’s skin.

Alceo’s fingers moved under her panties. He could feel her wetness coating his fingers as he slipped his finger between her creamy cunt lips. Her nails dug into the wood above her as she felt the pull of her flesh against his fingers. She wanted so badly to touch him, to feel his body against hers, but more than anything, she wanted to please him. She was not going to move her hands.

“God, you’re so wet.” Galynn tried to lick her dry lips as she nodded in agreement. Alceo’s fingers made her shudder as he circled her erect clit. She lifted her leg slightly trying to grant him more access. She heard him groan behind her. The sound rumbling from his throat had her hands leaving the shelf before she realized it. Her hand searched for his hardness and his fingers glided along her slit. Galynn gripped his stiff cock feeling it throb in her hand.

At the touch of her hand, he pushed her forward into the bookshelf and pushed two fingers into her dripping hole. Galynn’s hand tightened on his cock and she began to pump her hands up and down.

“Didn’t I tell you not to move those hands?” His tone darkened as he begun to pump harder into her, nearly lifting her off her feet.

“I’m sorry. I – I…I had to touch you.” She’d barely gotten the words out. Alceo was standing over Galynn watching as her mouth dropped open further and her eyes fluttered closed.

“Open me up, baby.” Alceo breathed into her ear. Galynn said nothing as she pulled down the zipper of his jeans and pushed her hand inside. The satisfied groan dragged from Alceo’s lips spurred her on. Her tiny hand found his hard, thick cock as it pulsed in his jeans. Her hand barely fit around it as she dragged her hand along his length.

Alceo pumped his fingers in and out of Galynn’s juicy cunt to the same rhythm Galynn was fisting his cock. She felt full with his fingers inside her and couldn’t imagine his cock buried there. She could feel his hard body pressed hard against her as he finger fucked her and pinched her nipples hard. Her free hand tangled in his hair and pulled him closer to her neck where he was kissing and sucking.

Galynn loved a guy with long hair. As her fingers tangled in his silky locks, his fingers danced in and out of her pussy making her moan. Alceo was pressed against her back dry fucking her from behind while Galynn was gasping for breath as his fingers pounded in and out of her.

Her legs were turning to jelly as the tingling started in her belly. Sensing she was close, Alceo pumped his hips harder into her hand as he fucked her faster with his fingers, mashing the heel of his hand into her clit. “Don’t stop,” Galynn ground out between clenched teeth as the tingle began to take over her body. Alceo’s hips bucked into her as his cock swelled into the heat of her hand. He added a third finger to Galynn’s convulsing pussy as he felt her cunt squeeze him and unleash a torrent of cream onto his fingers as her scream cut the silence of the library.

The slow burn that had started within him when he’d seen her had exploded right into her hand. He stood for a moment with his fingers buried inside her and his cock deflating in her palm.

In her haze, Galynn heard voices coming closer. She wiggled away from Alceo and righted her clothes. Her face was flushed and her cheeks burned hot. That was twice he had his way with her and she liked it.

She kept her back to Alceo as she listened to him straightening his clothes. Alceo watched her back. She fixed her hair and pulled his hoodie down. Galynn lay her head on the shelf in front of her thinking what she was going to say to Alceo when he broke the silence first.

“Aren’t you going to turn around?” Slowly, Galynn turned around, her eyes downcast. Even after all that, she still felt embarrassed. Embarrassed that she’d given in so easily, and embarrassed at the thought that she still had no idea what he wanted from her. Embarrassed that she still his cum was still coating her fingers.

Reluctantly, Galynn lifted her eyes. Alceo was standing against the bookshelf; arms across his chest, his face relaxed. She watched as he stepped closer, and lifted her hand, the hand holding his seed to his lips. Her spine tingled as she felt the wet rasp of his tongue drag across the center of her palm scooping up his cum. He lifted his fingers, the ones that had been inside her, to her lips. She watched his eyes, silently commanding her to open her mouth, as he pressed his slick fingers against the flat of her tongue.

She had never tasted herself before, and the heat that rose to her face felt as if it were scorching her skin. Whatever Alceo saw in her eyes, he liked as he smiled and pulled his fingers back. He slipped his fingers between his own lips and sighed as he sucked her sweetness from them. Watching his face, Galynn could tell that he liked the way she tasted. She needed to taste him.

Galynn lifted her own palm to her mouth; still heavy with his cum, and tentatively snaked out her own tongue. Having such an intimate part of him inside her mouth made her groan as she watched his shocked expression. She sucked at the flesh of her palm and the stickiness of her fingers as his eyes began to grow hooded. She smiled bashfully at him as she licked the remaining taste of him from her lips.

“Hi.”

The sound of his laughter made her smile wider. Alceo stepped closer and pulled her into him. Looking up at his eyes, Galynn felt lost. It was unbelievable to her that someone like him could or would want her, but here she was. Alceo stared at the fullness of her lips, the slightest signs of life beginning to show in his cock again.

“You hungry?” The question threw Galynn, but at the moment, she was ready and willing to do anything the guy asked. She wanted him buried inside her, and she wanted it now.

“Sure, I would love to get something to eat.”

They walked side by side to gather her things.

Chapter 3

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Alceo walked side by side with Galynn to where her things were. He wasn’t sure where to start. His mind was reeling from what he’d just done. Her scent was still swirling around him, making him dizzy, but he didn’t know what to say to her. Thanks for letting me finger fuck you in a library full of people? That didn’t seem appropriate. His stomach was in knots, and he was sure she wasn’t faring any better. She was fidgeting with the hem of his hoodie as she walked next to him.

In truth, he felt bad. He didn’t know what came over him. He didn’t know why he felt the compulsion to have her. As he glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, he still couldn’t understand why this ordinary girl had captured his attention. He needed to figure it out, to understand it, to understand her.

He was about to open his mouth, he wasn’t sure what he was going to say, but his thoughts hadn’t gotten that far. Galynn spoke first.

“Why?” It was a valid question, but not the first one Alceo would have guessed to come from her mouth. She had stopped walking beside him to stand in the middle of the isle. Alceo met her big brown eyes, full of question and concern. He wanted to tell her something comforting, but he wasn’t sure he had it in him.

“There’s just something about you.” The answer sounded lame, even to him.

“Something about me?” Her brow creased.

Alceo stood there looking dumb. He couldn’t tell her that the sight of her drove him wild. Would she believe him? He was drawn to her, and that was it. He wanted her. He didn’t know why, but he did.

Alceo stretched to his full height. “Yeah, there’s something about you. You’re not like anyone else I’ve ever met or been with.” He didn’t to tell her that her raw emotion she displayed when he was with her fueled something within him.

“Yeah, I know that. I’m not skinny, I’m not white, I’m not a cheerleader, not tall, not –“ she rattled on.

Alceo stepped closer grabbing the back of her neck cutting her off. “Stop. You’re beautiful.” He was surprised when laughter sprang from her lips. She was looking at him like he was crazy, like she didn’t believe him. She was laughing so hard; she had to clutch the front of his sweater to keep from doubling over.

“I may have been born at night, but it wasn’t last night. You’re gonna have to try a little harder to get me to believe something like that.” She was smiling at him. The curve of her lips full and pink, the blush in her cheeks lighting up her face. “It’s okay to just say that I’m easy. Hey, I deserve to live a little don’t I?”

Alceo may have been hurt by her words, but he could see the hurt behind the laughter in her own eyes. As much as she wanted to believe that, he knew she couldn’t. She was trying to come to terms with the idea that he used her. She was trying to pretend she was okay with that; she could play the game – her toughness made him grin. She was really cute when she was trying not to be naive.

When he said nothing, her smile began to slip and her eyes widened. Her mouth opened, ready to ask a question when his lips descended on hers and captured them. After all he had done to her, he had yet to touch her lips and for the life of him he couldn’t figure out what why he’d waited so long.

Galynn’s lips were soft, and sweet. He was expecting that but he wasn’t expecting the flutter in his stomach when he bent to kiss her. He wasn’t expecting her mouth to taste like candy, her warmth to envelope him, to consume him. Galynn’s response was just as passionate as he hoped it would be.