long drink.
“It’s warm.” She wrinkled her nose and stood, making her way to the keg as I watched her with hungry eyes. Casey was the first to leap to her side, and I glared at him, unable to move due to the painful reminder in my groin. I willed the beast in me down as I finally joined her and we walked around the party. We drank a few beers as we observed the out of control rager. The Greeks took their toga parties seriously, and my frat house was no exception. I was surprised we hadn’t been shut down.
Dallas’s eyes widened when the DJ put on an old school rap mix and she dragged me to the dance floor. I watched her move her hips seductively as she brushed her ass against my front, pulling me closer to her, her hands behind her on my hips. I snaked my arms around her, brushing my fingertips over her middle and she molded into me. She leaned her head back as I cradled her and I saw the want in her eyes. I brushed my lips against her temple as she continued to sway with me. We danced, glued together in a sweating, needy mess through three songs before taking a break, walking out to my porch with a fresh beer and some much-needed fresh air.
“This is fun,” she said, looking up at the night sky from the porch, her mascara smudged. I moved in front of her, wiping the smear away with my thumb.
“You look so beautiful. There wasn’t a guy in there that didn’t wish they were me. Thanks for coming.”
Jade eyes beckoned me, and I leaned in and slowly took her lips, and she kissed me back without hesitation.
This was it.
“I want you to take me upstairs,” she whispered, as I pulled away.
“What?”
“You heard me, Dean. I want you to take me upstairs,” she said wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me so I was a whisper away from her lips.
“I’m not going to take you upstairs and just screw you, Dallas,” I said as my dick disagreed, raging in my shorts underneath the thin sheet.
I wanted this woman.
I needed this woman, and I’d be damned if she hadn’t just stolen my thunder again by making the first move. “Not tonight, not like this.” I was fighting for control. Every fiber of my being wanted to do exactly what she asked me to. I’d planned on telling her everything about how I felt. I didn’t want our attraction getting in the way of the truth. I wanted her to understand that before I laid a hand on her. She deserved it. She was worth the wait.
“I’m aware of what I’m asking, you ass.” She looked at me seriously as she leaned in, taking my lips slowly as I groaned in frustration.
“This is not a random hookup, Dallas, all right? You mean more to me than that. You are a lifetime girl.”
“What?”
Her lips parted and I couldn’t resist. I went in. I’d already waited three years to deliver this kiss, and I wasn’t waiting a fucking second longer. I took her mouth greedily as she latched on to me desperately and moaned. My body lit fire as I tasted her, unable to hold back. I gripped her head, plunging my tongue in over and over again, tasting her, savoring her every whimper, her every reaction. When I pulled away and I could finish a sentence, I continued my explanation.
“Lifetime girl,” I whispered as she opened her eyes slowly, drawing a long breath, just as effected by our kiss.
“What does that mean?”
“You aren’t a girl to just screw, Dallas. You are a girl to fall in love with. I have always thought that about you, but I couldn’t be with you the way I wanted to.”
“Oh please, that was just an excuse for you to be able to sleep around. Newsflash, I’m no longer innocent and haven’t been for some time. I don’t need you to marry me. I need you to take me upstairs.”
“We are more than a quick screw, Dallas,” I defended.
“Not to me,” she said defiantly. This wasn’t her. This was the hurt fifteen-year-old that I’d rejected three years ago staring up at me. She was scared. I understood it.
As much as her sharp words stung,
“It’s warm.” She wrinkled her nose and stood, making her way to the keg as I watched her with hungry eyes. Casey was the first to leap to her side, and I glared at him, unable to move due to the painful reminder in my groin. I willed the beast in me down as I finally joined her and we walked around the party. We drank a few beers as we observed the out of control rager. The Greeks took their toga parties seriously, and my frat house was no exception. I was surprised we hadn’t been shut down.
Dallas’s eyes widened when the DJ put on an old school rap mix and she dragged me to the dance floor. I watched her move her hips seductively as she brushed her ass against my front, pulling me closer to her, her hands behind her on my hips. I snaked my arms around her, brushing my fingertips over her middle and she molded into me. She leaned her head back as I cradled her and I saw the want in her eyes. I brushed my lips against her temple as she continued to sway with me. We danced, glued together in a sweating, needy mess through three songs before taking a break, walking out to my porch with a fresh beer and some much-needed fresh air.
“This is fun,” she said, looking up at the night sky from the porch, her mascara smudged. I moved in front of her, wiping the smear away with my thumb.
“You look so beautiful. There wasn’t a guy in there that didn’t wish they were me. Thanks for coming.”
Jade eyes beckoned me, and I leaned in and slowly took her lips, and she kissed me back without hesitation.
This was it.
“I want you to take me upstairs,” she whispered, as I pulled away.
“What?”
“You heard me, Dean. I want you to take me upstairs,” she said wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me so I was a whisper away from her lips.
“I’m not going to take you upstairs and just screw you, Dallas,” I said as my dick disagreed, raging in my shorts underneath the thin sheet.
I wanted this woman.
I needed this woman, and I’d be damned if she hadn’t just stolen my thunder again by making the first move. “Not tonight, not like this.” I was fighting for control. Every fiber of my being wanted to do exactly what she asked me to. I’d planned on telling her everything about how I felt. I didn’t want our attraction getting in the way of the truth. I wanted her to understand that before I laid a hand on her. She deserved it. She was worth the wait.
“I’m aware of what I’m asking, you ass.” She looked at me seriously as she leaned in, taking my lips slowly as I groaned in frustration.
“This is not a random hookup, Dallas, all right? You mean more to me than that. You are a lifetime girl.”
“What?”
Her lips parted and I couldn’t resist. I went in. I’d already waited three years to deliver this kiss, and I wasn’t waiting a fucking second longer. I took her mouth greedily as she latched on to me desperately and moaned. My body lit fire as I tasted her, unable to hold back. I gripped her head, plunging my tongue in over and over again, tasting her, savoring her every whimper, her every reaction. When I pulled away and I could finish a sentence, I continued my explanation.
“Lifetime girl,” I whispered as she opened her eyes slowly, drawing a long breath, just as effected by our kiss.
“What does that mean?”
“You aren’t a girl to just screw, Dallas. You are a girl to fall in love with. I have always thought that about you, but I couldn’t be with you the way I wanted to.”
“Oh please, that was just an excuse for you to be able to sleep around. Newsflash, I’m no longer innocent and haven’t been for some time. I don’t need you to marry me. I need you to take me upstairs.”
“We are more than a quick screw, Dallas,” I defended.
“Not to me,” she said defiantly. This wasn’t her. This was the hurt fifteen-year-old that I’d rejected three years ago staring up at me. She was scared. I understood it.
As much as her sharp words stung,
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