Fuck, This Girl... Ch. 09

"Marcus?" Ellie questioned having immediately recognized her ex's voice. "What are you doing here?" Her nostrils began to flare underneath her goggles.

"What am I doing here? You should be in school! Both of you should be!" He yelled catching the attention of the three other players in the penalty box.

"You really are stalking me, aren't you?" Ellie asked angrily placing her free hand on her hip and pointing at him with her paint rifle.

Marcus shook his head. "How could I be stalking you if I thought you would be in school?"

"Why don't you just leave us alone!" Jason screamed.

"Don't you even speak to me you spoiled prick," Marcus snapped at his ex's new beau.

Jason lowered his rifle and took a step towards Marcus. "Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?"

Ellie could see where this was going and she knew she had to stop it before it escalated. As mad as she was at Marcus and as much as she wanted Jason to kick his ass, she knew that wasn't how this fight would turn out. "Jason, don't," she warned raising her hands as a cautioning sign.

"Don't? No, fuck this! Its about time somebody put you in your place!" He told Marcus taking another step towards him.

"Oh and who's going to do that? You? Please hit me so I can finally beat you senseless." Marcus nearly snarled.

"Jason, seriously!" Ellie whined but being on the other side of Marcus didn't exactly give her a good angle to stop them.

Aaron now came rushing in from the back "Hey!" Marcus turned his head to look at his friend and Jason took advantage throwing the first punch connecting with his former teacher's jaw.

Marcus staggered back a bit shocked that Jason had actually hit him. The fact that he'd waited until he wasn't looking wasn't all that surprising. He knew Jason was a bitch. Aaron still had some ground to cover giving Marcus enough time to regain his balance and launch himself at Jason. He tackled the high schooler to the ground, landing one blow on Jason's face. He then bent his arm and brought his elbow down to Jason's ribs hard, making him whimper.

Jason squealed in pain as he felt and heard one of his ribs crack before he threw Marcus off of him. Jason tried to hit Marcus again, but he wasn't fast enough as Marcus rolled and kicked him in the shin. Marcus pushed himself off the ground and Jason barely had time to push up into a seated position to clutch at his wounded leg before Marcus brought his right foot up and kicked him square in his face.

"MARCUS STOP IT!" Ellie screamed, tears streaming down her face as she watched her ex beat the living hell out of her current boyfriend.

Aaron finally made it across the arena grabbing his friend and pulling him back out toward the back room. "I need a medic in here!" He shouted as some of the other workers rushed in to help Jason who was now unconscious and bleeding on the ground.

"Oh my God! Jason!" Ellie whimpered seeing her boyfriend all broken and bloody. "Somebody call an ambulance!"

About two hours after the entire ordeal at "America Loves Paintball!" Ellie sat by Jason's side holding his hand while his parents argued about her just outside the door. They hadn't even had the courtesy to close the door the entire way allowing her to hear everything.

"I don't want her dating my son! First she has sex with a teacher and now this!" Jason's mother screamed loud enough for everyone on the hall to hear.

"Jennifer, calm down—" Jason's father was the spitting image of him, the only exception being the hair on his head was streaked with gray.

"Calm down?! My son is in the hospital with two broken ribs, a broken nose, and a concussion because of her! I don't care who her father is!"

"I know, but it isn't her fault, exactly."

"The hell it isn't! Jason didn't skip class or get in fights before her!"

"Jennifer, the door!" He gestured to the open door and Jason's mother quickly closed it.

"Ignore them," Jason whispered squeezing his girlfriend's hand reassuringly.

"How can I? They're right." Ellie replied hanging her head barely able to look at her boyfriend.

"No it isn't. Hillman is a jerk and when my parents file assault charges against him, he'll be right where he should be. In jail."

Ellie looked up at him then. "Assault? How can you put him in jail? You hit him first."

"Money goes along way in the legal system."

"Jason I don't think that's a good idea," Ellie warned. Jason was right about money going a long way in the justice system, but he didn't know that backing Marcus was one of the most successful actresses in the world right now.

Jason pulled his hand away from hers. "You're taking his side on this?"

"Of course not! I'm just saying, maybe it'd be best to just let this go."

Jason sat up slowly, careful not to move his abdomen too much because of the broken ribs. "Sure sounds like you're taking his side. What's it gonna take with you? I get him fired and you still only want him!"

"Get him fired? You mean he was telling the truth? You really did set all of this up?"

"I—"

"You showed my father a sex tape of me! You're fucking sick!" Ellie flew up from her chair realizing that she had chosen the wrong side in all this.

"I'm sick? I did all of this for us!"

"You had a man arrested for a crime he didn't commit! Knowing full well that he never raped me."

"And you fucked a teacher while you were dating me! We've both done some things we aren't proud of, but I can see past that, to our future. What kind of life could you have with him?"

"We weren't together when that happened. I don't cheat."

"No, you just whore around with men twice your age." Jason let the words fly from his mouth recklessly, regretting them as soon as they were out. "Wait," he started but she raised her hand to silence him.

"Bye, Jason." Ellie stood and walked to the door, pulling it open. Jason's parents stood there, his father looking confused and his mother sending her daggers with her eyes. "I think I should leave. I'm so sorry for everything. You won't have to worry about me dating your son anymore." She didn't give them anytime to answer, pushing between them and into the hallway .

Elisa held back her tears until she was walking through the parking garage. She wished to God one of these cars were hers so she could just drive away from all of this. As much as it hurt to think it, Ellie knew Jason's parents had been right. This entire thing was her fault. If she had just been honest with Jason, and herself, this never would have happened. Her mind just needed someone to care about her, to love her for who she was and not judge her for it. When she'd seen that in Jason, Ellie had held onto him, knowing their entire relationship was a lie. She may not have been the one beating Jason today, but those might as well have been her fists. She knew that his words today had stung so much because they were too close to the truth.

"I'm sorry." Ellie looked up seeing Marcus standing there leaning against his car with his arms crossed.

"Sorry? Is that just supposed to cut it?"

"No, but it's a start." Marcus pushed off of the car going closer to his ex. "I won't apologize for whooping Jason's ass. He got exactly what he deserved."

"You could have killed him."

"You've seen me fight. If I wanted him dead, he would be." Marcus' nonchalant attitude would have irritated Elisa, if she didn't agree so strongly.

She smirked just a little bit. "Yeah, I guess." She looked up into his icy blue eyes her letting her lips curl into a full on smile. "How are you not in jail with all the fights you've gotten in over me?"

"You know I've been asking myself that for the past few hours." He replied with an equally large smile on his face. Marcus was surprised she wasn't yelling at him or trying to hit him. "They're talking about pressing charges, huh?"

"Of course. Him and his douchebag parents."

"Douchebag?" Marcus jerked his head back in mock surprise. "I thought for sure they were the in-laws to be."

"Yeah right," Ellie snorted. "How could I stay with a boy that would do crazy shit like show my father a sex tape of me and my ex because he's jealous?" Marcus stepped closer to her, slowly wrapping his arms around her waist trailing his fingers seductively across her body.

"He was never man enough for you," he whispered in her ear sending a shiver through her limbs.

"Wait a minute." Ellie pushed him back before he could draw her back in. "Just because Jason and I broke up, doesn't mean you and I are just good."

"Elle—" Marcus tried to take her hands but she stepped away from him.

"No. You've been a jerk to me and I can't just pretend it didn't happen, Marcus."

"You're not so innocent in all this either. We've been through a lot this past year; We hurt each other, but I want us to work it out." He stepped close to her again, this time successfully taking her smaller hands in his.

"Holy shit! Marcus wants to 'work it out' now," Ellie air quoted work it out taking on a very angry and sarcastic tone. She spun on her heels waving her hands and exaggerating her movements. "Stop the fucking presses because Marcus Hillman wants to fucking 'work it out!'"

"Do you have to be so damn dramatic?" Marcus snapped offended by her response.

"Oh what-ever Marcus. You're such an asshole! You break up with me and when it's convenient for you, you want me back. Maybe I'm sick of this stupid cycle."

"I'm an asshole? I just got fired for falling for you and you're walking around being all lovey-dovey with the kid that fucking caused it all! He had me arrested for rape! On national television! Then he throws the first fucking punch and I'm supposed to do what? Giggle and offer him the other side of my jaw?!"

"You weren't supposed to put him in the hospital!" Ellie shouted thrusting her hands out and pushing his chest. She didn't really do anything to move him being mostly solid muscle, but the action served its purpose. He was now good and heated.

Marcus shook his head appalled that she was once again taking Jason's side, even though he shouldn't have been surprised. He had come down to tell her how sorry he was, but of course it didn't go the way he'd wanted; things never did with her. He was really over these screaming matches with her. He wanted them to go back to how they were when no one knew about them and things were good. He wanted to be able to take her home and fuck her into a deep sleep, then wake up and cook breakfast together like they used to. He just wanted everything to go back to being easy.

"I didn't come here to do this with you." Marcus turned towards the driver's side and pulled his keys from his pocket, but Ellie wasn't having it.

She slammed her hand on the door keeping him from opening it all the way. "No you don't. You came here to talk, then by all means, let's fucking talk!"

Marcus rolled his eyes, "Move your hand. Now."

"No. I want to finish this, because I'm sick of you constantly interfering in my life, so please, say whatever the fuck you have to say."

"No you know what, fuck you, Ellie!" Marcus turned slamming his door. "You want everything on your fucking terms, but we broke up for this very shit we're doing right now! You don't know when to just stop! I didn't put Jason here, he put himself here by hitting me. You put him here for jumping into a relationship when you weren't ready for one. You put him here for deciding to cut class. You put him here because you're only dating him to make me jealous. You thought I would come crawling back when I saw you with him, but I didn't and I know that pisses you off, but it's time to fucking grow up."

Marcus hadn't expected her to try to hit him, which is why her hand made contact with his jaw. He felt the burning sting of her open palm in combination from the sucker punch Jason had got in earlier all at the same time. "Son of a bitch!" He shouted holding his jaw. Marcus stepped right into his ex's face, "I'm not going to take too much more of being hit, Ellie!"

"Yeah? And what are you going to do, huh? I put Jason here?" Ellie pushed him into his car and jabbed her finger into his right pectoral. "You jackass, how soon we forget that you started this by finger fucking me on your damn desk. You're so fucking conceited. I started dating Jason because you ripped out my heart and threw it back in my face. I started dating Jason because he cared about me, and wanted to be with me for me, not just to fuck me. You act like I'm the one that fucked everything up, but all of this has been on your terms. You told me you didn't want me anymore and you're too selfish to let me move on!"

Marcus watched the way her lips curved as she spoke, the way her chest heaved as she yelled. His heart began to break when tears began to spill over her eyelids. "I never said I didn't want you. I could never say that." He brought his large hands up to cup her face and his thumbs wiped away the first of her tears. "Elle, how could I not want you? I sat in that ISS with a hard-on the whole time." He kissed the trail her tears had left on her left cheek, then her right.

"Stop it," Ellie whispered half-heartedly pushing him away. "I'm still mad at you."

"I know," Marcus pulled her to him and trailed kisses along her temples.

Ellie didn't want to cave this easily, but damn if his mouth didn't feel wonderful on her skin. "Marcus," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the rushing of blood from his brain to his loins.

He leaned down to capture her lips and she smiled against them as she kissed him back. Marcus could barely contain himself, turning Elisa so her back was pressed against the driver's side door. She moaned against him, enjoying the feeling of his muscular chest rubbing her sensitive nipples through their clothes. Elisa gripped his golden hair pulling slightly as he bit down on her bottom lip. Marcus' hand slipped up to her thigh slowly finding its way underneath her short skirt.

"Marcus," Ellie caught his hand before it could reach her underwear. Her face was pressed into the crook of his neck, and her breathing was ragged against his skin. Marcus was too far gone to speak; he had to talk his little soldier down slowly.

"Just, give me a second." He whispered moving his hand back to her waist.

"Okay," she said kissing his neck.

His grip on her waist tightened, "That, is not helping."

Elisa giggled, "Sorry."

It took Marcus 10 minutes to regain his composure and when he did Elisa was still laughing. "This is funny, huh?"

"A little," she covered her mouth with her hand. "It's a bitch to turn that off, isn't it?"

"Oh you're gonna get it..." He told her with a smirk.

"Yeah?"

Marcus took her hand and spun her around slapping her ass and she moaned automatically. "Get in the car, woman."

Ellie hopped in the passenger's seat of his white Honda while he got in and started the car. The ride to Marcus' house was quiet. Elisa continued to tease him running her hand up and down his toned arms. She rubbed his thighs and his hard member through his pants as he drove. He had grabbed her hand and placed it back on her lap twice, but after the second time he stopped fighting it and gave in. Ellie was so wet she was sure there would be a spot left on his passenger's seat.

When they arrived at Marcus' house all that talk about "working things out" went out the window. He looked at her as soon as he closed the door and she jumped him. Ellie was tearing at his shirt and clawing at his pants immediately. She felt like she had been starved for months and Marcus was the only nourishment left on Earth. She wanted to kiss and lick him everywhere. She wanted to fuck him and to be fucked by him.

Elisa smiled as she nibbled the nail of her long middle finger egging him on with those cat-like eyes. Marcus didn't protest in the least allowing her to rip the threads from his body as they tried to devour each other's mouths leaving a trail of clothes all the way to the bedroom. He had almost forgotten what a talented kisser this young woman was as she nipped his lips at just the right pressure and sucked on his tongue bringing his dick back to full attention. Elisa moaned as he lifted her up by her butt and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Marcus carried his lover all the way back to his bedroom and she clung to him pressing her tight body against his. He turned his back to the bed and sat down, placing her on his lap.

Elisa couldn't figure out where to kiss first. She wanted to put her lips to every inch of him. She wanted to run her fingers over his ivory skin and feel the little blond hairs that lightly spotted his pectorals. She licked his neck, bit his ear, and dug her fingers deep into his wavy blonde locks as he pulled her shirt apart and unfastened her bra. Elisa barley had enough coherent thought to move her arms from around his neck to let the lacy black bra fall from her shoulders. His hands went straight to her tits, massaging and squeezing them in his big hands. He tugged at her nipples for a minute watching her face contort with pleasure.

"Mmm, I've missed you."

He tried to focus on her touch and not so much on the feel of her wet cunt rubbing against his hard member through her cotton panties. He remembered the last time they'd had sex, and he didn't want it to be like that this time. He wanted their reunion to be loving and expressive. He wanted her to feel how much he truly cared for her and to reestablish the connection they'd shared before all the politics, and parents, and Jason.

Elisa lifted herself from his lap standing in front of his bed. She licked her lips as her hands tugged his tattered jeans off his hips until they were a denim pool around his feet. Marcus kicked them off watching her as she stared at the bulge in his boxers. She looked like she was about to swallow him whole, and he was ready for it.

"You're ready for me," she whispered seductively sliding her thumbs into the elastic of her skirt and panties slipping them off in one smooth motion.

"Always," Marcus responded with a smirk.

Elisa rubbed him through the cotton underwear making him groan. "Good, because I'm not in the mood for foreplay." She pulled his boxers down swiftly and climbed on top of him. She pushed against his abs laying him back on the bed. Marcus' hands flew to her waist as she rubbed his cock against her center. He thought he was going to shoot off immediately when he felt the mushroom head slip inside her wet folds. She felt so good, better than she ever had because there was no stopping them now. There were no rules hanging over their heads where they had to be secretive. She could scream and moan and shout his name with no fear, and he could finally give her the love and attention that her family never did.

"Oh God, Ellie." He moaned as she slid all the way down on his dick.

Elisa was too lost in her own ecstasy to hear what he was saying. He felt so good inside of her, filling her in a way that Jason never could— no man ever could. She rode him slowly rotating her hips making sure he touched every part of her insides as they made love. Marcus ran his hands up her body to her breasts that shook with each downward thrust. He tweaked her nipples not wanting to disturb the view of her voluptuous breasts heaving up and down as she moved. Elisa placed her right hand on his abs to steady herself as she increased her speed.

"Mmm, yes Marcus, touch me." He obliged running his hands back down her body feeling the smooth skin of her flat stomach before wrapping around and trailing down her lower back. Marcus had wanted to let her set the pace, but his need was slowly taking over. His large palms moved down to grip her firm ass cheeks, squeezing and massaging them. Elisa moaned when he smacked her left cheek just hard enough to sting but not leave a mark. That was when he lost control. Marcus gripped her ass and began bucking up off the bed to meet each of her downward thrusts forcing himself deeper inside her love nest. She was so wet that her juices were dripping down his cock and dampening the blonde bush that covered his balls. Elisa was in heaven as Marcus pushed into her over and over while she bounced on top of him.