Just One of the Guys
Twenty Five

Corbin

I've already changed out of my uniform and into a pair of baggy blue jeans and a dark green polo... I decided to wear a pair of brown boots that I managed to snag when Gentry and I went into town a few days ago and looking in the mirror, I wet my hair down, trying to finger comb the four-inch strands until they're parted down the middle and falling on both sides of my face in an almost Harry Styles circa 2012 look.

I have yet to do anything with my hair, continuing to grow it out as a sort of act of rebellion against my current situation.

I huff out a grunt of irritation as I take in the reflection staring back at me. Could I be any more pathetic?

After stalling as long as I can by reorganizing my dresser and cleaning up my bedroom-although I use the term lightly considering all my 'apartment' consists of is the one room, a closet, and a bathroom-which I also just cleaned up in my attempt to stall, as well as straightening up the uniforms hanging in my closet, I'm unable to find anything else to distract me, so I make my way to Knox's apartment.

The heavy beat of the music vibrates through my body, and it helps to ease some of the tension within me I hadn't even realized was there until it was gone.

After knocking on the door, I take a step back and wait for someone to answer. After several minutes with no response, I decided to just head on in.

Gentry, Knox, and Colt are the first guys I see as soon as I step inside, shutting the door behind me.

"Hey, he made it!" Knox slurs as he points in my direction and almost falls over as he walks over to where I'm at and throws one of his muscled arms around my shoulders. The scent of his cologne fills my senses and it takes everything in me not to sniff him.

I acknowledge him with a smirk and then turn to the rest of the guys, giving an upward nod.

Wesley and Cooper stumble into the main room from somewhere else, maybe the bathroom.

"Heeeyyyyy, Corbin, whattssuuppp maannn?" Cooper hollers as he notices my presence.

It seems as though the pre-partying has been going on for quite a while from the looks of everyone.

Knox, keeping his arm around my shoulders, leads me towards the couch we had christened the first night I came over here.

"Want a drink?" he asks, indicating with his head toward his room.

"Nah, unless you have some water, maybe?" I ask, and then mumble under my breath, "looks like I may need to be the DD for the night."

"Shit, yes! I didn't even think of that. Good call, mate. See, I knew I liked you."

His mouth is waayyy too close to my ear as he says this, his breath tickling the side of my face and causing goosebumps to rise on my arms. *And he knew he liked me? Has he lost his ever-loving mind?* *Not even a week ago he was being a jackass and giving me dirty looks, treating me as though I was even less than the dirt beneath his feet.*

Turning toward the rest of the room, Knox announces, "My mate, Corbin here is gonna be the DD for the night, let's get bloody fucking pissed!"

He raises the bottle of tequila that I hadn't even noticed in his other hand, and then leans his head against the side of mine as he speaks, "You ready for this?"

I'm not sure if he means to head to the party or something else, but with the alcohol making his English accent much thicker than normal, it's doing all kinds of wicked things to my insides.

"Bring it."

I smile, and grabbing his bottle, I take a single swig of the tequila and then thrust it back at him. "One drink won't hurt," I say with a shrug.

His entire body shudders with a laugh as he pulls me closer again and utters against the side of my head again, "What am I going to do with you, Corbin?"

With the way he says it, for some reason, it feels like he's hitting on me.

But that doesn't make any sense, right?

"Alright everyone, let's roll," Knox announces after a few more long pulls from the bottle.

As he lowers the bottle from his mouth, I can't help imagining licking the residual tequila that's there, and I catch myself licking my own lips.

Knox releases a groan and tightens the hold he still has on my shoulders before tossing me the keys to his truck, he winks down at me as we follow the rest of the guys out.

His truck looks overwhelming and the thought of driving it makes me nervous. *What if something happens?* But there is no way anyone else is in any kind of condition to drive.

Sliding into the drivers' seat, I adjust the settings while the rest of the guys pile in, Knox taking the front passenger seat.

The ride over to Berkshire is filled with lots of raucous laughter a side of the guys I've not seen before: a side of Knox, I haven't seen before.

Unfortunately, his loud, fun, and crazy side doesn't lessen my attraction to him in the least. If anything, seeing that he is capable of letting go and having fun instead of being so serious all of the time, only makes me wish that our circumstances were different that much more.

The party is at the same house as last time, and it's just as busy as before. After we all pile out of the truck, I lock it up, pocketing the keys, as the whole lot of us descend upon the party like a pack of wolves out for the hunt. The music is loud, the bass shaking the walls, windows, and floors, and the place is once again bottlenecked, it's so packed.

I can hardly concentrate on where I'm going with all of the chaos as the rest of the guys, having gone off in different directions, blend in with the swarm of people dancing in time to the beat of the music.

I wander around, checking out the place, not wanting to be a buzz-kill or cock-block for the rest of the guys.

Most everyone seems to be on the main level, every room packed with writhing bodies either from dancing or from partaking in things that are much more risqué.

I flush as I catch a girl with the top half of her body completely exposed, straddling the lap of a guy as they grind against one another, her hands moving from holding his head against her chest as he bites, licks, and sucks the sensitive flesh, to fisting in her own hair as she moans out in pleasure.

I watch, bewitched and unable to move, as the two of them, lost in their own bubble of ecstasy, remain completely oblivious to the goings-on around them as the guy stands up, and then pins the girls back against the wall where it becomes obvious what's to come next.

The sight of them causes a flush to spread across my chest, up my neck, settling in my cheeks, an ache beginning to build in my core; it's one that I know without a shadow of a doubt will remain unsatisfied unless I take matters into my own hands.

Since Knox and I became more intimate, it's like he awoke something within me that had been lying dormant and now, he's all I can think about our bodies sweat-slick, and bringing each other to the brink of pleasure and beyond. Maybe it's because Knox was my first sexual encounter in any form, but I have never ached-yearned for a man's touch the way I do for his; I ache for things that I know he can do to me, however, know it's a punishment of my own doing, but...I just...don't know anymore.

I constantly question if taking Averi out of the equation is the right move. I can't bring myself to regret letting things happen between us. I wouldn't and couldn't ever imagine wishing that what we've had together that night hadn't ever happened.

Knowing that he is everything that I could have ever wanted, seeing such a caring sweet side of him, and then killing myself by walking away and cutting off ties....

*But it's for the best*, I keep telling myself.

*I can't risk it.*

*I can't risk him.*

As I stand there, rooted in place, my eyes locked on the couple as they begin working at removing the last remaining barrier between them, a body pushes up behind me, Knox's scent stoking the flames that have already been lit, making them burn hotter.

"You could always see if they would let you join," he whispers against my ear, his hands on my shoulders, keeping me locked in place. "With how they're about to go at it in front of everyone, I doubt adding another person to the mix is out of the question."

Goosebumps coat my skin as his breath against my ear causes a cold chill to work its way through my body.

I lean back into him, and with my back pressing against his chest, I can feel the beat of Knox's heart, as well as how rapidly his breathing is as we stand there like a couple of voyeurs.

All too soon, as quickly and stealthily as he appeared, Knox is gone, once again swallowed up by the sea of people.

*Was Knox really encouraging me to have a three-way?*

Or was he in an indirect way, letting me know that he'd be open to the idea of having one? Sadly, I don't think I could handle sharing him, I want him and his cock all to myself.

I'm stuck in my own head, thoughts of three-way's, having sex with Knox, blending together until I'm thinking about having a three-way with Knox.

I make my way up the stairs towards the second level of the house, shaking my head, both disturbed and turned on at the thought of a three-way between us, hell thinking about sex with Knox period, is enough to set my panties on fire. Stepping off the last step, I note that there aren't but a few people up here that I can see, even though I do hear moaning and other sexual sounds coming from a few of the bedrooms.

Walking past the closed doors, I stop at each one to see if I can find one that no sounds are coming from, hoping to find a bathroom.

Finally, locating one that only bears silence behind its wooden thickness, I open the door and rush inside, only to pull up short when I find two people in bed.

The girl is on her hands and knees, her eyes are closed, but her face is one of sheer ecstasy as the guy leans over her from behind, brutally pounding into her with forceful thrusts.

I stand there, watching like a deer caught in headlights for much longer than I should, my mouth hanging open as I watch the scene before me.

The guy continues pounding into the girl, one hand braced against her hip, the other wrapping around to the front and reaching between her thighs. With the contact, the girl's moans grow louder, causing him to come at her harder and faster until she's on the verge of screaming.

My body reacts to what I'm seeing, my nipples tightening and my panties becoming increasingly wet, desire flooding me to the point that I have half a mind to strip down and join them-dang you Knox for planting that thought in my head. The guy looks up, locks his light blue eyes with mine, and grins, thrusting even harder and faster.

Coming back to myself and realizing that I'm standing here, watching, as these two people screw each other, I haul ass out of the room, slamming the door shut behind me.