Chapter 6

Sabastian's pov

My fingers wrap the Shot glass of alcohol and I bring it to my lips to take a sip, my eyes dance around the frat club until they meet with a stripper who is sweeping me with dirty smiles.

I stare gluely at her and make her my entertainment but as I look further I notice she isn't my age–pfft.. "you too?" The words creased out of my lips like a scoff and I feel a hand on my shoulder.

"Why you tripping?" Derrick slurs and I jerks his hand off my back giving him a long stare. "C'mon, I saw the way you looked at her, I mean we all did."

The other guys nod and I cuss faintly.

"She's tripping, she winked at me first–"

Their silly laughs cut me off and I just sip gently from my cup ignoring their naughty taunts.

They soon stop joking and start talking about sports, I bail from their conversation and once I'm alone with my thoughts a rear picture of Mrs Smith touching herself flashed past my eyes.

My abdomen makes a gidy noise and I can't think straight for a minute. All that fills me is how her body would twirl when I bend her over.

With this thought I pick up my phone and texted her;

"Don't forget to think about the juicy deal Mrs. Smith.

-your future daddy, Sabastian"

Somehow I feel satisfied by doing that especially when I know she doesn't have a choice, it's either she's in or she's trending.

Mrs Smith isn't the picture of an older lady I would want anything to do with but with the past few days she's really been on my neck trying to prove whatnot–

To think about it she's always there to ruin my fun or mess with it and now that is not the kind of person I would let go especially when I know her weakness.

Just like her sharp nose she's too opinionated, I don't really like her but lately I've been so obsessed with wanting to have a submissive and Mrs. Smith is just the perfect person to start with.

"She's here" Derrick grimace, "hey birthday girl–" he sings softly.

Lisa smiles and bumps into our middle, her long lashes which I just noticed flags at me in the sexiest way I've seen, accompanying it is a flirty smile.

"Hey" I say plainly but she blushes.

"A nice deal to get Sabastian out of his shelf huh, the girls over there are from Baylor highschool." She chides and I nod a reply.

When Lisa invited me to her birthday I gave her a condition and that was to bring fresh girls.

I pour a drink and pass it to her, "you delivered well." I whisper into her ear and as I walk towards the girls I could feel Lisa gaze on me.

"You promised Sabastian, tonight ye?" She shouts to me, her eyes already filled with jealousy.

I raise my cup to her and smirks, "ye."

As I approached the girls hanging around the club sippin shyly from their cups I could feel the lust in their eyes. Their body might have remain stiffen at the view of my hotness but their faces are wearing this look you get after getting sucked out.

I stop inches away from them and dance my fingers around the drink on my hand, I take my gaze back to them and let out a small smile at the corner of my lips. Now they are so engrossed in my stunning looks I push back a few disturbing strands of hair and flag my tongue down my lower lip, giving it a tiny bite.

"You might wanna join my crew" I breathed into their faces and I could see the drips of their wetness.

"Uhh.. uhh" one of the girls clears her throat, her eyes locked on mine, her lips slightly parted.

She was drooling.

"I'm Anabel, I hear you're the top boy around here" she clovers, drawing close, a sluty smile plastered on her face.

I chuckle softly, "ohhh," my lips formed in a 'o' form and I could see the others salivating. "Is that a bad thing?"

"Not if you say it like that, actually I thought I was meeting a really bad boy" she sniggers and that gets me sniffing for air.

She sure doesn't want to know the breed of bad boy I am.

My lips corners into a smirk and I take her hand, "how about I give you the benefit of your doubt?" Just wait until I fuck your senses out.

"Sure" she screams a reply and I pull her into my crib whilst the other girls follow closely.

"Take a shot! Take a shot!!!" Everybody present in the VIP room shouted and I was forced to do as they say.

Taking slow strides I stand before the center table and raise my hands up, signalling they stop. They did and Lisa comes to stand beside me, she shows the cup to everyone and pours me a strong drink.

She bends down slyly in a way her butts were touching my dick, as she spreads out the coke she rubs her butts on it causing me to have an arousal.

"Done" she mutters and I gave her a cold stare.

I pick up the drink and down the contents in a go, "yeah!!!!" My guys cheer me on, I crouch to the table and sweep my nose across the powder stuff, inhaling it harshly.

My senses melted into the dim lights and as I stand to look at the girls my eyes lands on Annabelle who is busy staring lustly at me.

I push my thumb to my nose, wipe the remains and start sucking it off my finger, my gaze still fixed on her. She bites her lips harshly, her hand touching her lower abdomen and as I follow it with my eyes I see it was heading to her vigina.

My eyes grew dark, cursing anger to ride inside me.

Lisa hold put my chin, whispering softly "How about–"

I don't acknowledge her, I push past her, grab Annabelle's neck and kiss her. "How dare you touch yourself when I'm here?" I ask in a hard tone.

She chuckles, runs her fingers down my waist and stops to look at me, "you were taking too long."

"Don't fucking kid me" her reaction says otherwise. I push her into me, carry her on my waist heading to the restroom.

"Uhhh.. ooohh" my thrust increases the more she moans. I pull out suddenly and just when she is about to speak I put it in quickly and I felt her almost break.

Her fingers tightened around the WC sitter, my hands encircles her waist, I give it a few smacks and increases my pace. The wetness around her pussy is making me not want to pull out, my senses are fill with sweetness and with each thrust I push in I can't bring myself to pull out even when I am about to cum.

"Bang… bangs!!"

"Open the fucking door, Sabastian!!"

"Who's there? God no!"

"Fuck.. fuck you bro!!" I cuss him as I pull out. My hands drags my jeans to my waist before the door broke down.

It was Derrick, he flag the bitch a long stare, hiss and pull me out. "The fuck man, you stayed almost 2 hours"

"What.. you fucking made me stop. I was just arriving at my climate."

"C'mon bro, we have an assignment and did you really have to do that?" He passes me a cautionary look and I scof.

"Do what? She doesn't look like she would regret it" I defend

"Don't you get it, she's a highschool kid. What happens if word gets out, do you want to be expelled?"

I let out a sniggering laugh but he meant it as there is no laughter in his eyes. "Fine, where are the others?"

"Knocking off in the suite, FYI Lisa's really mad at you."

"I know, I promised her some good sex but that bitch's really it" Derrick passes me a sadist look and I know better than to say any other word.

… … … … …

The blinding lights from the door hits me with full force, I snuggle from my sleep and stare drowsily at my dad.

"Downstairs now!" He sounded and dash out.

I held my head and groan, I have a banging headache all thanks to Lisa's stupid game. I mainly live in the frat house lodge but Last night, i just decided to pay a visit to my Dad's mansion which I'm totally regretting now.

"Morning Dad" I slur as I walk past him to seat on the dining chair, staring opposite at him.

He continues with his breakfast and until he takes the last scrumb he doesn't look at me. I for one know I am in for deep scolding, of all days why today.

"What brought you here? I lost an almost closed deal yesterday because of you, I remember informing  you about the daughter of—"

"I never agreed to go," I retorts.

He huffs, "You didn't have any classes yesterday so I'm sure you went for that stupid football training which will only make you unsuccessful in life. How the hell do you think I pay for your expenses, did I get this fortune for running around a field?"

Anger surges through my veins that I couldn't control my emotions, "Isn’t it already enough you coax me into studying business against my own will? I’m fucking 23 dad and not a kid you can’t control me anymore."

His face goes down in a fallen reaction but before he could say anything I push the chair off and storms out.

Even as I drive out of my father's mansion the pain and anger never left, in fact it clouded me like an addict that I didn't know when I hit the horn, honking continuously.

Just then my eyes fall on my phone and I know just who to call.

"Horny morning Mrs Smith, how soon could you attend to the terms I want to lay off right now… " even though I know we’re going to meet in the field today, I just can't wait.