Page 10 of Roommates
When Adam nodded, I started walking, making my way through the crowds and out the front door of the house.
The frat house wasn't far from campus, but the way we walked, Adam pressing his body to mine and scrambling my brain, we made very slow progress. It must have taken us at least half an hour to reach the dormitories, and all this time, my mind kept coming up with new scenarios of what we could do with a room and two beds to ourselves. My whole life I'd managed to be good and abstain from sex, but I knew if Adam tried to kiss me now, he would seep the last of my resolve right out of me.
How could I resist him when I hadn't been able to think about anything but wrapping myself around his body for days?
“I told you I would get drunk,” Adam said as I guided him down the hallway toward our room. “Do you feel better about puking now?”
“You haven't thrown up yet,” I reminded him. “Do you think you're going to throw up?”
“Nah,” he reassured me with a grin. “I'm notthatdrunk.”
“No?” For someone who wasn't 'that drunk', he was leaning on me pretty heavily, one arm draped all over my shoulder and his hand resting on my chest. As much as I tried to derail my thought process, I couldn’t stop my overheated imagination trying to work out just what it would feel like if he reached a little farther down and just… pinched.
“I'm fine, really. Probably,” he said, interrupting the movie that was starting to play in my head. “I'm sorry we had to leave so early,” he apologized as I stopped to open the door to our room.
“It's not that early,” I said. Just past midnight. The hallway was quiet as I led Adam into our room, and I figured everyone was either still out partying elsewhere, sleeping or mindlessly browsing the internet—maybe for porn. I couldn’t stop my thoughts from going there again. “You can undress and get into bed by yourself, right?” I asked, only half-joking.
There was no way I would be able to help him undress. At least not without consequences. But Adam didn't know how feeble my hold on my self-control was. He couldn't know. To him, I was just a beta.
Not an omega trying desperately not to act on heat-fueled instincts.
“I can get out of my clothes by myself,” Adam said with a small smile. “I think. Let's see.” And that was all the warning I got before he pulled his shirt off over his head and suddenly stood before me in all his half-naked glory.
And I stared.
I was trying not to, really, but horny as I was, it proved impossible to tear my eyes off his abs. I couldn't tell you if it was my hormones talking or what, but I thought the sight of Adam's naked upper body was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.
Forget about staring, it was a damn miracle that I wasn'tsalivatingtoo.
Adam's smile grew wider as he looked at me. He had to know that I was checking him out. I was about as subtle about it as an elephant trying to rob a porcelain store.
“Like what you see?” Adam asked.
My mouth fell open but no words came out. Was he coming on to me? Even though he knew I was beta? No, he had to be joking. He had to be—
My thoughts blanked when he took a step toward me, cupped my chin with his hand and pressed his lips to mine as if it was his right.
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L U C A S
A dam's kiss was magic—at least to my hormone-hazed brain it was. This was all I'd been wanting for so long. Well, not all, but it was a start, and I didn't think Adam had any intentions of stopping soon, not with the way he pulled me closer, nudging my lips apart with his tongue. My only reaction was to throw myself at him, slinging my arms around his neck. When I pushed forward just a little, my thigh rubbed against something hard in his pants. Holy hell. He really wanted me.
Once I had that confirmed, my instincts took over completely. I had just enough conscious thought left to realize what was happening—my heat suppressors failing in the most spectacular ways—before I felt myself reach for the alpha in front of me. One of my hands slid down from his neck and toward that delicious bulge in his pants.
I heard a sharp intake of breath from Adam, and then he stepped away. Part of me wanted to go after him immediately, but then I realized he was just getting rid of more clothes. I had no problem with letting him do that. He was right after all; the fabric was in the way. Licking my lips, I watched him shrug out of his pants. He was grinning as he started to tug on his boxers, and I could tell why—he had nothing to be ashamed of.
When the last piece of his clothes came off and I could see him in his full glory? I wasn't salivating earlier but I damn sure was now. I hadn't seen a lot of alpha cocks in my time, really, so I had nothing to compare him to, but he was big. Really big. And I wanted to take him inside of me in the worst way.
Considering that this was my first time, I should have been scared, really, but there was no fear in me.
There was no room for it. I inhaled Adam's scent, so thick in the air now, and all I could feel was desire. Raw desire to mount my roommate and have my way with him—or to let him have his way with me. I was going to be fine either way. As long as he filled that aching emptiness inside me.
“You still have clothes on,” Adam pointed out when he was done undressing.
“Right. Sorry.” I took care of the problem as quickly as I could, before my thoughts had a chance to catch up with me. In fact, I acted so quickly that I didn't even have time to feel self-conscious over losing my clothes in front of Adam. Judging by his reaction, he liked what he saw, anyway.
Before I could even prompt him to get on with the action, he'd joined our lips together again—and now that we were both naked, I could feel a lot more than just his lips on mine. My skin tingled where we pressed together, his hands on my hips—until one of them strayed to my ass and all my nerve endings lit on fire. I gasped into the kiss. Adam broke away and chuckled.
