Cody As I wait for the coffee to brew I can hear little murmuring sounds coming from Immi on the sofa. It’s doing weird shit to me right now. I get my mobile out of my pocket and start typing a message to our group chat. Me: Say, anyone up for bowling? Atlas: with Fallon, we can both come. We’re only chilling right now. Calli: count me in. I can be at the alley in thirty. Does that work? Nolan: meet you guys there. Sounds like fun. We’ve not done anything but hockey for ages. Looking forward to beating your sorry asses. Me: I’ll wipe all your asses. You guys suck at bowling. Nolan: In your dreams Brannigan. Atlas: make sure you drag Immi out, she can’t just sit at home all day. She needs to get out besides, Fallon wants to catch up with her. Me: sure np. See you there. “Immi c’mon, we’re going bowling with the guys.” I shout over to her as I pour the coffee. The smell hits my brain cells. “What? I don’t want to go bowling. I hate bowling.” “Tough shit. Get your ass in ge
Imogen Atlas, Calli, Nolan and Fallon are already at the bowling alley. It’s buzzing with people and some eighties music is coming from the sound system, not hugely my thing. I like mostly nineties tracks and I’m really into Taylor Swift, like forever. “Hey guys.” Cody slaps hands with Atlas. “Thanks for coming, just kinda needed to get out of the house.” So did I, if anyone bothers to ask. It was getting pretty intense to say the least. Him sitting on the damn sofa next to me was more than I could take. I’m hating that my body wants him so much. “Hi, Imogen. How are you?” Fallon asks. I tell you this girl gets more beautiful by the day with her golden-blonde, shoulder length hair and bangs. Her brown eyes remind me of cow eyes they’re so huge and warm. “I’m good thanks, Fallon. It’s been ages since I saw you last.” We give each other a girl hug. She sure looks pretty with her denim pedal pushers and a floaty sky-blue top with daisies on it. “I know, right? You’ve been so busy in
Cody Well, if she hasn’t got the finest ass in the world, I don’t know who has. I’m struggling with keeping my dick under control in my jeans, wondering why I decided to wear tight pants. Now it’s straining like fuck and the zipper is hurting as my dick hardens looking at Immi as she bowls. Her legs are bent and her pert ass is sticking out, what it’d feel like to have my large hands clasped firmly on her hips and driving her ass into my crotch. Man, I’m getting all worked up. I need a cold shower. I’m telling you I need to get laid to get this girl out of my damn system. And Atlas is looking at me real strange. “What’s up, bro?” I ask taking my eyes away from Immi as she releases the ball. Shit. It’s not gone down the lane properly and has veered off course. “Nothing, I’m just wondering if you’re checking my sister out, because if you are, Brannigan I swear to god I’ll deck you so good you’ll need a hospital.” His tone is way too serious and he is the last person I’d want to piss
Imogen We won, don’t tell me how but we did. Alright, so Cody managed to get us out of the bottom of the pit. Callaghan and Nolan drank too much and started to throw the game away. Fallon’s game started to go downhill and Atlas tried his best to out-do Cody but to no avail. As for me, I did get a turkey in. I couldn’t believe it. I jumped up and down, hollered and everyone cheered for me. Cody picked me up and swung me around. My arms were around his neck and his closeness was like being in a fire. He was so warm, I could smell his masculine scent and it gave me butterflies in my stomach. Just like it used to do when I was a kid and was crushing on him. When he was that geeky kind of kid then his braces came off, his hair changed, he had a growth spurt and he became the dream of the ice rink and well everything changed. Girls noticed him, they’d hang off every word he said and couldn’t get enough of him. Then he changed. Personally, I think it all went to his head. “Well done, darli
Cody I watch Immi as she watches me, I like how I’m making her feel. Okay, okay so it’s wrong she’s off-limits but I’m a guy for fuck’s sake. What can you expect when a woman is literally drooling over your body? It takes a lot of hard work to stay like this and to get like this in the first place. We work around forty hours a week training and practice, so when she is looking at me like she’s never seen a guy before it makes my dick swell and my heart prang. I just want to go right on over and kiss her and crush her small body to mine. I’m seriously trying to keep control of myself here. “I need a drink.” I tell her. She raises her eyebrows. “Pour me one too.” Clearly she needs one as much as I do. “Sure, np. It’ll be a whiskey you up for that?” “Of course. Let’s do it.” I need to do something to stop these irrational and insane thoughts I’m having about spreading her legs wide open on my king-size bed and licking her pussy out, tasting her juices all over my lips and tongue then
Imogen I sit down on the large sofa and select the movie, to be honest even though he is going to be near me, I do like the idea of watching a Hallmark romance and if it involves anything to do with the ice, then it’s definitely my kind of thing. Having been brought up around the ice being Atlas’s kid sister, it is in my blood. I love it. I had skates on from an early age too, and was ice skating when I was a kid of about five years of age. Sometimes, I’d go out and play hitting the puck into a net with Atlas. I love the ice and I sure love skating. It’s been a while. I kept meaning to go when in New York to one of the rinks but work got in the way and socializing all the time with my model girlfriends and my on-off dating situation. I remind myself that when we go next week to Texas, I’m going to fit some skating time in. Atlas has already told me, the rink will be available to the teams twenty-four/seven so if I want to use it when nobody is on it, then it’s all mine. I can’t wait
Cody Daaamn, she is groaning. I want to reach out and touch her, slide my large hands over her legs and pull her into my chest and kiss those spiteful little lips of hers. I want to fist my hand in her hair and let her know who is the fucking boss around here. I can see her breathing is rapid, over a Hallmark movie? Hell no, it’s because she’s had some drink and is sitting close to me. I know she’s trying real hard to fight it, because of her issues with hating me but you know when you’re madly attracted to someone. It’s physical, it’s chemistry, sometimes there is no way you can deny that. It’s like a magnet and she is one fucking strong magnet. I keep inching closer to her and in a minute I’m not going to be able to stop myself. I want her so damn fucking bad my dick is painful and I swear I’m going to get blueballs if I don’t have a release soon. It’s difficult to focus on the movie even though this is one of my favorite romance ones. Growing up I used to think that I could have
Imogen Jeez-us, my body is crashing like a tidal wave. This is the best orgasm I’ve had in, well forever. His mouth is now down on me, my legs are around his head and he isn’t going to stop. “You want me to stop, baby?” I can feel the vibration as he talks. My hands are grabbing his hair and I push him into my pussy not feeling embarrassed that I want it again and again. “No way. Don’t stop.” I pant. “What do you say, baby?” “Please don’t stop. More. I want more.” This feels so good I never want it to stop. His tongue flicks my clit, I groan, my breathing is so heavy I am practically panting. God, I can’t wait for his huge cock to enter me, I’ll be in heaven and beyond. I already know from touching him that he is huge, I bet he’s hung like a damn horse. “Take me further, Brannigan.” I tell him, biting on my lower lip as he circles my clit with his tongue and slides two fingers into my soaking pussy. “You are so wet for me baby, you taste like honey. So damn sweet. You’re beauti