Page 63 of The Cheerleader is Off Limits

You really think you’ll be able to get me out of your head by fucking yourself to thoughts of me?She giggles and gives me her signature sassy look.

“Stop talking, Sloane,” I groan.

Why? You like it when I challenge you.I open my eyes, and now the vision of her has moved to the space on the floorbetween my legs. She’s kneeling and hovering over my dick before sliding her tongue along the tip.

“Fuuuuck.”I groan out loud as I remember what it was like to fuck her mouth. Warm and wet and those perfect pink lips that suctioned around me and lapped like she wanted to suck the soul out of me.

She may have actually once or twice.

I feel myself nearing the edge when my phone pings with a message notification from Instagram, and I let go of my dick to pick up my phone even though I’m even harder now at just the thought of talking to her.

Thoughts of her somehow knowing that I’m touching myself while thinking about her, followed by her sending me some inspiration, come barreling at me. My hand is back on my dick, fisting it faster than before, and a few seconds into the fantasy that the message she’d sent was a bunch of nudes, cum starts spilling out of me.

My eyes slam shut as the feeling shoots through me. “Shit, Sloane, that’s so fucking good.” I moan out as my orgasm covers my hand.

I take a few minutes to clean up before I’m back on the couch, and I open the message she sent.Dammit,I think, as my memory has just reminded me, that people can see when you view their Instagram story, and that’s probably why she’s messaging me.

@HuntersIntheWild:

good game today. I took some other pictures I didn’t post if you want to see.

She sends a couple of pictures from before the game, including one of me laughing with my assistant coach. It mighthave been the first time I truly laughed all week, and she managed to capture it.

@HuntersIntheWild:

that last one was my favorite. I love how happy you look.

A lump forms in my throat that I struggle to swallow past.

@Rkincaid:

I wasn’t expecting you to send pictures of me.

She doesn’t say anything before sending a few pictures of herself that she didn’t post on her story.

@HuntersIntheWild:

Is this what you were expecting?

Fuck yes, my mind immediately thinks before I rub my hand over my naked cock that is already getting hard again.

@Rkincaid:

you shouldn’t be sending me these.

@HuntersInTheWild:

just figured if you were looking at my stories, you were looking for more.

@Rkincaid:

Well, I wasn’t. It was an accident.

@HuntersIntheWild:

You accidentally found my page and went through my stories?

I ignore her question.