Page 95 of Steeling Her
“Good thing I stayed then. I never would’ve slept by myself. That was too scary, Nick. I’m not watching another horror movie again. And as payback, you’re going to watch a chick flick with me next time!” She pokes my chest.
“Next time?” I ask curiously. She freezes in my hold. I lean down to peck her sweet lips. “I like the sound of that.” I wink at her, causing a slight pink tone to appear on her cheeks. I laugh at her feeling embarrassed by my words. Her cute button nose is red too.Why is she so fucking adorable?
“I’m not!” She pouts, and I realize that I said it out loud.
Fuck, I need to stop doing that. Seriously, why does it only happen with her?I lean forward again to cover up my own embarrassment and to kiss her hard, but she pulls back, breaking the kiss. Confusion takes over my face and I stare at her once more. When I lean back in, she backs away. When I do it again, she repeats it.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, getting impatient. I need her lips again. She’s like a drug. I’m so fucking addicted to her and the way she tastes. I can’t wait until my lips can go lower and on the curves of her body completely naked, tasting every inch of her.
“I have morning breath, Nick!” She covers her mouth with her small tanned hand and I roll my eyes. She’s being such a girl. I drag her hand away from her face and flip us over so she’s on top of me. I take the nape of her neck and trail my fingers up to her hair.
“I don’t care, Carter.” I push her lips against mine once more and this time, she’s not moving away from me. I won’t let her. I line my tongue on her lips, hoping she opens up for me. She does, letting me slip inside and chase her tongue around. One of my hands grasps on to the nape of her neck, holding her in place, while the other is cupped against the curve of her ass.Damn, is that a good ass. I close my hand around it, squeezing it, and feel a moan from her rumble through me.
I flip her onto her back, not breaking the kiss, and press my body lightly with hers. She’s driving me crazy, and I don’t mind it. I feel her smile against my lips as I climb higher up her beautiful body.
The tips of her finger trail up my chest, and I feel an involuntary shudder crawl up my back by the appeasing touch. She then proceeds to lock her arms around my neck, pulling me closer towards her, and we pick up the pace. Taking her waist, I break the lip lock and start to move down the side of her elegant neck, kissing every single inch of it. The taste of her skin tingles my lips.
Reaching under her ear, I feel her fist my shirt, and a low breath echoes around my ear. I know now that I’ve reached her sweet spot. With a wicked grin, I start to suck on and lightly bite down on the skin. When I hear that moan leave her mouth, blood shoots down south. I can’t ’control it, and I didn’t want to.
I did’ it again and got the exact same reaction. I repeat it over and over until she replaces her breathing with my name, and I groan when I hear it. It’s never appealed to me before, but fuck, the way she said it when she couldn’t control it had me begging for it. So I pull away, knowing I might be ready but she’s not.
“Why’d you stop?” she asks me breathless. I lean back to see her with her eyes closed relishing in the feeling. I chuckle lightly down at her and her eyes snap open. Hazy and beautiful, like always.
“I wouldn’t be able to stop myself, Carter. And I know you’re not ready for that yet,” I tell her. I’ll give her some more time. Although it’ll fucking kill me, I want it to be right for her. I know girls think their first time is special, it’s not really the same for guys. We just want to throw it in and fuck you good. I remember when I lost mine. I was a sophomore and snuck into a senior’s party down the street from me. TJ and I went to a different school from them because these were all rich kids that went to private schools.
To make a long story short, I found the hottest girl in the shortest dress and started making out with her. I can’t remember her name, even to this day. Anyway, I led her away from the crowd and up the stairs to the unknown. We started to make out against anything that could support our weight and it started to get a little handsy. I’ve had an orgasm before, so it wasn’t anything knew to me. She went down on me and later brought me into a bedroom that was unoccupied.
We fucked. She was on top most of the night and was riding me for hours. It was pretty wild for my first time, but I’ve had wilder since then. The next morning, TJ messaged me, telling me he was leaving, and I happily ran out the door with him and I both swapping stories about the night. I was an ass, but she didn’t know me, and I never saw her again.
“Okay.” She smiles up at me. I lean back into her and let my lips linger on hers, kissing her softly. I don’t usually do soft—it’s too intimate—but with her, it feels right. When I pull away, I see the slight red mark on her neck and brush my thumb over, it knowing I’ve marked her.
I claimed her. Because she belongs with me.
I smirk at it, then she catches me off guard by leaning up and kissing me again. I place more pressure between our lips, enjoying the feeling. But I’ve got to pull away before I seriously can’t control myself.
“Are you hungry?” I ask her and she nods in response.
“Yeah, but I’ve got to shower and get ready for class. I finish at three today though,” she tells me her timetable like she’s longing for me to come and hang out with her. There’s no doubt that I will.
“I finish at one. I’ll come meet you outside? Where’s your room?” I stand up so I can walk her back to her dorm. Following suit, she pulls down her top and hikes up her jeans in the cutest way.
“Um . . .” She bends over to check her phone to see where she is. Our class schedules are linked to our calendars, which is very handy to have. “316.”
“Cool, I’ll come meet you outside and we can chill here again if you want? Or if you want to do something else?” I rub my hands together, waiting for her to say yes. I’ve never been this nervous to ask a girl to hang out with me before.
“Uh, sure? I was going to ask you to help me with one of my assignments, actually, if you don’t mind?” She rubs the back of her neck, feeling just as nervous as I am. This girl has my stomach doing backflips.
“Sure, no problem, I also have an assignment to do, so we can do them together. You can ask me whatever you want. I have all my old notes on my laptop anyway.” I shrug like its no big deal, but I want to impress her. I want her to see that I’m not as dumb as football players can be made out to be. Some of the guys on the team are pretty smart, like Reggie. Others can have me wondering if they even have a brain. “Come on, I’ll walk you back to your dorm. Meet you later?” I spray some deodorant and she asks for some too. She’ll smell like me, and I can’t help the stupid grin crawling onto my face.
She’ll smell like me.
I open the door up and hear that the kitchen is full of people, cutlery clashing and pans being rinsed. I know Carter’s a little nervous to see them, but I take her under my arm and walk beside her, bringing her close to my chest.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got you,” I whisper to her and kiss the top of her head. She leans more on me as we make our way into their sight. The guys are surrounding the kitchen, trying to feed themselves. It’s a mess, with plates and bowls scattered around the countertop.
I see Caleb beating some eggs in a bowl first. His eyes drift up to me and then back down to the task. Then he double takes, focusing his eyes on me and Carter. A wolffish grin takes over his face. I hate that look already.
“Well, good morning to you both.” He opens up the floor, and people turn around to look and see what he’s talking about. The guys look between us. I see Ryan there, too, eyes wide open as he stares at the both of us.
