Page 50 of Breaking Rules
Chapter Fourteen
TRAIN
Iclimbedthe porch steps to Montana’s house. I’d been thinking about her all damn day. I’d been thinking about our weight room scene and how fucking great she’d felt against me when I’d all but attacked her body. And I couldn’t stop thinking about how she’d moaned ever so lightly, which had my dick permanently hard. Lastly, my mind drifted to our little tit for tat in computer class that morning.
I swore I’d read her text a million times throughout the day.I’ll show you how much when you meet me at my house after school.Out of all that, I was scratching my head at how shocked she’d appeared when I told her about the locker room door. She was the only person I knew who tagged. She’d even asked me about tagging on the first day of school. The funny part was I believed her when she said she hadn’t done it. One thing about Montana was she wore her feelings on her sleeve.
With a racing pulse, I was standing on her porch like a moron who wanted to be tortured. I hadn’t hesitated when she invited me over, although I had wrestled with the idea of not showing up. But I wanted to hear what she had to say and see what she had in store for me. I couldn’t avoid her forever. After all, my grade in computer class depended on her.
I rang the doorbell.
She answered, sucking on a lollipop.
Kill me now. Get your mind out of the gutter.I laughed as I entered. She was going to make it impossible for me to think straight. Was this her idea of showing me how much she wanted me? No. This was payback for coming on to her in the weight room.Holy fuck!As I looked at her mouth, all I kept imagining was what her lips would feel like around my dick.
She plucked the pop out of her mouth, the sound sending a stream of fire down to my groin. “What’s so funny?” Her tone was polite, a stark contrast to what I was used to from her.
“What do you want that you couldn’t tell me in a text or in school?” I asked through gritted teeth.
She shut the door. “Come with me.” She wiggled her round ass into the family room. Then she motioned with her lollipop to the leather couch that was facing the TV over the fireplace. “Sit down there.”
I hesitated for a second, eyeing her up and down. Her painted toes sank into the white carpet. Her short shorts were frayed on the ends, and her tank top stretched across her awesome tits. “I’m not sure about this, but I’ll bite.”
She muttered something as she stuck the lollipop back in her mouth.
I dropped down on the couch, hovering on the edge of the cushion, my gaze on her unwavering.
She sucked on the lollipop as she sat on the large square coffee table within an arm’s length from me. “What I’m about to do is something that needs to be done. I need your assurance that you won’t flip out.”
My breath caught in my throat as my heart rammed against my chest. I couldn’t say she was scaring me. I was more afraid of myself, and what I would do if she touched me. I nodded.
“I need to hear, ‘Yes, Montana, I won’t flip out.’”
I quickly scanned the family room then kitchen behind us.
“My mom isn’t home if that’s who you’re looking for,” she said.
I leaned forward. “I won’t flip out.”
She placed her lollipop on a silver plate beside her on the coffee table. Then she pushed me back against the couch and straddled me.
“What the fuck? Are you taking advantage of me?”
She pressed her fingers into my chest as she gnawed on her bottom lip. “We’ve been dancing around each other for over a week. I’m tired of it. I need to get good grades this year. I have to pass computer class. I can’t have you screwing up my chances to graduate. So I’m taking matters into my own hands.”
“I see that. But you can’t handle me.” Or maybe I couldn’t handle her.
She dragged a fingernail up my chest, along my neck, then stopped on my lips. “You’re so wrong. But that’s not up for discussion. We need to clear the air between us. I need you, and you need me. Or else we fail computer class.”
Goose bumps coated my arms as she ran her thumb over my lips. I wasn’t going to last a second before we were both naked. “Is this about you tagging my name on school property?”
“That’s the other reason I asked you over here. I want you to tell me what happened.”
My dick was beginning to betray me. “Again, you could’ve asked me this at school.”
“Sure. But then you would’ve only shunned me or made a snide comment. Then we would be arguing. This way, no one’s around. It’s just you and me. Do I have your undivided attention?”
I loved fucking with her mind. I loved the banter we had between us. I’d never dated a feisty girl like Montana. At the moment, I couldn’t focus on anything other than keeping a boner from happening, and I was failing miserably.
