by Amanda Ray
I lean over, mouth to her ear. I feel her slight shiver, the intake of breath. I see the goosebumps rise on her neck as I push her hair back giving me full access to her ear. I breathe in her scent before saying, "Yeah. You do. But for payment I want another kiss.” My tongue peeks out, caressing her ear and I lightly bite her lobe. The slight moan she lets out makes my dick ache and it takes all the will power I have not to throw her on my lap, thrust into her and make her ride me right here, right now, in front of the whole lecture hall.
Before she can say a word I kiss her cheek, lean back in my chair and set my eyes forward, paying attention to the rest of the lecture. I've got her right where I want her, but there's a funny feeling in the pit of my stomach. A voice in the back of my head yelling. Are you sure about that? Because it seems like she has you exactly where she wants you. Fuck!
Chapter 9
Letty
Fuck. Fuck. Fuckity Fuck!
I tried my hardest to pay attention in Psych, I really did but when Brooks bit my ear, my insides exploded and my body ached for him. I tried so hard to keep the moan from escaping my mouth, from him noticing that he got to me, but holy hell on a popsicle. For the rest of class I couldn't stop picturing him touching me, kissing me, biting me, fucking me. Oh my God, am I in trouble! But this is, Brooks we’re talking about. Annoying, spoiled, conceited, stuck up, Brooks. Yeah. The guy who brought you popcorn and tea because he saw that you were in a bad mood and wanted to cheer you up. The guy who gave you his notes so you wouldn't be behind in class. That Brooks? My subconscious yells at me and I'm so damn confused! Because,
What.
The.
Fuck.
Brooks is the athlete. The spoiled rich kid. The cocky, arrogant, stubborn, most annoying guy I've ever met. And him being nice to me is a curveball. It threw me. But what threw me more, was the way my body responds to his. The way he can give me goose bumps from just breathing by my ear. The way the ache between my legs intensifies when I look at him. Ugh!
Before that damn kiss I'd look at him and be disgusted. Annoyed. I would want to punch him in his face. But now....now I want to push him against the closest wall and drown in his luscious lips. I want to run my fingers through his dark, straight hair and pull it, just to hear his little whimper. I want to feel his solid chest, run my fingernails down his rock hard abs. And Oh. My. God. This needs to stop.
I quickly glance over to my right, trying to prove to myself that I still see the annoying Brooks when I look at him and not this new found hot as fuck Brooks, but when I do, the smug bastard just smirks at me. He smirks at me! Like he knows what's going on in my head. Like he knows that he's gotten to me and that's all it takes. His smug self takes me back to reality and pushes all other thoughts aside. I smile right back at him, not for the reasons he probably thinks but because he just proved to me that he's exactly who I thought he was and now I need to show him that he doesn't get to me. Even if he does.
When the professor dismisses us I practically run out the door. Not giving Brooks a chance to say another word to me. Normally I would go to the library to get some course work done and wait for my next class but the professor had cancelled today’s class so I decided to take an extra shift at work. So instead of my usual route I head for the bus stop, three blocks away. On a regular day I wouldn't mind, Savvy and I take the bus, walk or uber everywhere but today it's like the whole damn universe is against me because the minute I start walking, the sky opens up and starts pouring down. I'm running to the bus stop, trying to find shelter under the outer cove, when a car speeds by splashing water up at me, my attempt at shielding my face from the splash makes me drop all of my books into a puddle.
"Shit!" I yell, bending down to grab everything. When I reach for my notebook a big, muscular hand grabs it first. I look up through my wet lashes and see Brooks rapidly grabbing the rest of my stuff. I'm stunned in place, watching him huddle everything into his arms when he looks at me. His hair soaking wet and stuck to his forehead, his T-shirt clinging to every inch of his chest showcasing every small dip and curve of his muscles. My mouth waters and I barely hear him when he yells, "Come on!"
I shake my head, snapping out of the day dream that is his abs and run after him. "Where are you taking my stuff?!" I yell at his back, trying hard to see through the hurricane that is happening outside. "You should be thanking me! Not yelling at me!" Brooks yells back as he pushes through the door to the art building. We stand in the doorway dripping wet and I shiver at the change in temperature. Brooks shakes his head like a dog as I try to gather up my mess of waves off of my face. "Jesus, it's like a damn tsunami out there!" He says letting out a big breath, jumping up and down to rid himself of all the water. I roll my eyes, "Yeah, it's pretty bad out there. Now can I have my stuff, I need to get to the bus stop."
"You're not waiting for the bus in that." Brooks says matter of fact and I look at him in disgust. "Excuse me? Did you just tell me what to do?" He's out of his mind if he thinks he can tell me what to do! "As a matter of fact, I told you what you're not doing.” He shakes his head and my mouth falls open a little. Smug bastard! "I'll take you wherever you have to be." My eyes go wide and I swear my mouth touches the floor because what? "I'm sorry, what?"
"You heard me. You're not waiting outside in that craziness. The storm will swallow you whole and as much as I'd enjoy the quiet of not having to argue with you all the time, I can't have that on my conscience. So you're coming with me and I'll take you wherever you have to go. Okay?" Brooks grabs my books from me, throwing them in my bag before placing it on his back. Because it's not heavy to him at all with all those books in there, now is it? Stupid athletic muscles. Damn him and his toned body.
I just stare at him in shock before he says, "Ready to make a run for it?" I nod absentmindedly and run out the door following him to his car. Or rather, his Jeep. When I jumped in the passenger seat I let out a big sigh. My arms wrap around myself as I try to warm up and I glance around his Jeep. All black interior that matches the exterior, freshly cleaned and vacuumed it seems. There's a duffle bag in the back seat next to where Brooks threw our backpacks and an air freshener hanging from his rearview mirror, but what catches my eye is the picture on his sun visor.
"Who's that?" my nosy ass asks, my teeth chattering as I try to warm myself up. Brooks stares at the photo for a second before turning to me, "You look cold. Here." He reaches over the console and turns on the heat, blasting it throughout the car. My hands move over the vents to try to heat them up. I smile at Brooks and then nod back to the photo. He smiles back and shakes his head, "Just someone I used to know." I quirk my eyebrow at his response, knowing that I shouldn't push because it's none of my business but for some reason I just can't help it, "You two look close." They do, Brooks and the unknown boy have their arms wrapped around each other's shoulders and they're smiling at the camera. "Yeah. We were.” Brooks looks down almost shy, like he's trying to avoid the conversation but then he clears his throat and buckles his seat belt, "So where am I taking you, Scar-Scar?"
I roll my eyes at his nickname for me. What is so hard about calling me Letty! "I have to get to work." But as I say the words my stomach growls so loud it's like a lion was inside the car roaring. Brooks looks over at me and we both start laughing. "It sounds like I should get you some food before I take you to work." He looks my body up and down before continuing, "And maybe some dry clothes?" I shake my head at him, "Nah. I brought my uniform with me but I wouldn't mind some food as long as it's quick. I can't be late!" Brooks smiles before muttering, "Again." And both my stomach and I growl at him in response.
Brooks and I decide on tacos and after a quick run through the drive-thru we're sitting in front of Wade's, tacos in our laps and soda's in the cup holders. I grab my drink taking a sip, "I can't believe we're actually eating in your car." I say grabbing another bite of my taco. "Why?" Brooks asks around a mouthful, his eyes glancing over to meet mine. I motion around the Jeep, "Um. Hello? It's so freaking cle
an and you're not worried about me spilling food anywhere?" He just shrugs and continues to inhale his food. I'm almost done with my taco when Brooks turns toward me, sipping his soda, "So Wade's huh? What do you do here?" I take my last bite and shrug, "I'm basically a bartender but I waitress and will fill in for people when they need it."
"Ah, so she does it all." Brooks says with a grin on his face. I roll my eyes in response, "Yeah, well. Some of us have bills to pay." I start to gather my stuff up, when Brooks grabs my hand. My breath hitches at the contact and my eyes fly up to meet his. "You still owe me, Scarlett." I let out a huff and rolled my eyes. Is he serious? I thought he was just saying that shit to get to me. I’m actually surprised he didn’t have a comeback for my bills remark but I guess he knows it’s true. "You gonna pay up? Or do I have to keep adding to the list?" I almost laugh at his words, instead letting out a small scoff, "Are you fucking kidding me?"
"I mean, I did give you my notes, and I did drive you to work-"
"You basically took my stuff hostage so I was forced to have you drive me to work!" I cut off his words but he continued.
"- so I think one kiss shouldn't be too hard but the longer I have to wait the more I'm going to add to your payment. Hmmm what should I add next? Maybe some light touching? A nibble here, a nibble there? Or maybe you should make me dinner." I scoff at his words, rolling my eyes so hard I can feel them in my skull.
"Fine!" I yell, "One kiss. That's all you get! And you better well fucking soak it into your memories because it's never happening again!"
"Mhmm." Brooks nods at me and chuckles, "Well, come on now. Let's get to it. I know you have somewhere to be." He nods toward the bar behind me. I let out a deep sigh before shaking my body to release the tension. It's just a kiss. Just one kiss. You can do it. Just kiss him and leave for work. That's it. Just a kiss.
My eyes meet his and I instinctively bite my lip, his gaze falling to my mouth. I lean closer, slowly over the console, and wrap my fingers around his neck pulling him closer to me. My nose is practically touching his, our lips inches apart. I can feel his breath on my face and I see his ivy-green eyes staring at my face. I almost melt at the intensity in them. The lust, the desire, the need. I see it in his eyes as much as I can feel it throughout my body. I move a little closer until our lips touch and Brooks lets out a low moan. My body reacts and I open my lips for more. Wanting, craving a deeper kiss. He opens his in response, slipping his tongue into my mouth. A moan escapes me and Brooks eats it up. His hands grabbing my waist and pulling me over the center of the car so that I'm straddling his lap. He pushes his seat back to give me more room before reclining it low. My fingers thrust through his almost black hair and our bodies push together. I can feel his pecs pushed against my breasts, the pressure making my nipples harden and my breasts heavy with need.
I circle my hips and Brooks' fingers grip me tighter as he pushes his hips up and into me. I let out a moan, breaking our kiss. Brooks grabs my hair at the back of my neck pulling me closer to him before latching his mouth onto my neck. I bite my lip and grip his hair harder, loving the feeling of his mouth on me. He nips and sucks and I can't help but grind onto him, my body needing to relieve the ache. My clit is throbbing, begging to be touched and the more I rub into Brooks the more I can feel his erection grow. I pull his hair, making him detach from my neck before our lips meet again.
Our tongues battle each other and it feels so good. The heavy rain and our satisfied moans are the only sounds around us and it's glorious. Brooks' hands start to slip up my shirt but my need takes over and I whip off my shirt. Our kiss breaks and I see his eyes go wide. Our breathing erratic, my heart beat going like lightning. I stare at him for a moment. His eyes running up and down my body, slowly taking me in. It makes my stomach tighten and my panties are even wetter than before. I bite my lip and the second I do Brooks is on me. Attacking my mouth with his as his hands grip my bra covered chest.
It feels so good and I want nothing more than for us to be naked and him to be inside me right now. My hands skim his jeans, prepared to unbutton them, when a car horn beeps and scares the shit out of me. I jump up, hitting my head on the top of the car before speedily climbing off of his lap. I throw my shirt on at lightning speed before grabbing my stuff and running out of his Jeep. The moment I enter Wade's, my back hits the door as it closes behind me and my eyes widen in shock.
What the fuck just happened! What was I just about to do! And with Brooks! Brooks!
What. Is. Happening!
Chapter 10
Brooks
After I drove Letty to her job I sat in my Jeep with a huge ass smile plastered over my face. That girl can kiss! I drove home, took a hot ass shower and grabbed something to eat. I sat at my kitchen island daydreaming about her lips, the way her ass felt in my hands, how her tongue devoured my mouth, and the little moans and whimpers that left her mouth. My dick still aches to be inside her. My grin grows and I'm so lost in my day dreams that I don't hear someone enter the kitchen.
"Someone looks like they just got laid," Nate's voice scares the shit out of me and I practically fly out of my seat. "Scare you?" His smug grin makes me narrow my eyes and let out a puff of air, "What do you think?"
"I think someone either got laid, or someone really wants to get laid. And badly from the looks of it." He shoots me a wink over his shoulder as he opens my fridge. I live alone, my parents think that it's better for me to focus on school and studying if I'm not cramped in a house with other people and their antics. Who am I to say anything? So I just smiled and moved into the three bedroom apartment -that looks more like a small house- but it gets lonely. A lot. So I ended up giving a key to Nate, he stops by so much that he practically lives here. I mean shit, he has clothes stashed in the second bedroom so maybe he does.
I chuckle at his comment because shit, he knows me too well. "Yeah. Maybe." I shrug, trying to be as nonchalant as possible but Nate sees right through me. He lets out a sigh, "Please, tell me it's not the girl from the party." He shakes his head, knowing the answer before I even open my mouth. "Dude, I can't help it. Have you seen her?" I shake my head, trying to rid my memory of Letty’s perfect body. She's thin but she's got curves for days. She's got a plump, peachy ass, tits like a softball, a soft tummy and grabbable hips. She's toned but not defined. Her body is so perfect I get hard just thinking about it.
"Yeah. I've seen her." Nate looks at me with caution but he smiles mischievously, "I don't blame you one bit. But..." he drags out the word, "don't lose track of the dare. You think for one second Ky won't make you follow through? I don't want to see you get fucked dude, and not in a good way." I stare at him and blink. Shit. He's right. If I don't get Letty to fall for me by the auction I'm screwed. I need to stay focused. I need to concentrate on the dare and not on how good Letty's body feels on mine. Fuck! This is going to be hard.
“I know Nate." I pat his shoulder as I walk past him into the living room, "I'm already close. Don't worry, she'll be falling for me in no time. There's nothing wrong with getting some for myself in the process." I smirk but as I say the words I feel bile rise in my throat. I sound like such an asshole. I need to focus on this dare, I need to get Letty to fall for me, but at this rate, what's going to stop me from falling for her? I almost laugh at my comment, because really? I don't even know her. I just know how annoying she is and how fucking hard my dick gets thinking about her. No, there's no way I could fall for her. Right?
Before the kiss with Scarlett happened I dreaded seeing her in class. We had so many classes together throughout the years that I would see her at least once a day and it drove me insane. This year, I was so excited to learn that we only had our one class together -Psych II- after all, it is Junior year and most of my classes are all focused on my major, as are hers. But after the kiss, she's all I think about, all I want to see, and I find myself anxiously awaiting when I get to see her in class. We never sit together, except for the week she was late, but ever since then I've dropped a ba
g of white cheddar popcorn on her seat every time we get a break- like today. The smile she throws me makes my heart warm and my dick ache. God, she's pretty.
Halloween is tomorrow and I can't help but wonder what she's dressing up as. Does she dress up? Does she celebrate? Is she going out? Is she staying home? Ugh. My mind is running and I can't wait for the professor to dismiss us so I can run up to her and ask her to go out with me. Every year the buddies and I usually hang out at Nate's frat house and party, but it's been getting old, so this year we decided to bar hop. The few local bars around campus have decided to have themed drinks and by few I mean two. Literally, there are two bars around here otherwise we have to drive an hour to Hartford and what better way to celebrate? Girls dressed up in sexy, little outfits and cool Halloween themed food and drinks? That's an obvious uh duh!
The minute the professor dismisses us I run after Letty. She's already out the door but I'm quick and at her side in no time. "Hey Scar-Scar," she looks over her shoulder at me and rolls her eyes, I can't help but smile. "So what are you doing tomorrow? You dressing up for all hallows eve? Oh shit, wait, can I guess what you're being?" Scarlett stops walking and chuckles. Her laugh sends goosebumps over my skin and I can't help but smile at the sound. "Are you going to shut up and actually let me answer or are you just going to keep talking?" I can't help it. I keep talking, "You gonna be a sexy nurse? Nah, that's not it, you'd want to be the doctor not the nurse. Hmmm, what else? Ooh a cat? No, wait, a sexy lawyer! Yeah. I can see you in a tight pant suit with a deep v neck and nothing underneath. Your hair down with your waves framing your face and some glasses." I bite my lip at the image and let my gaze travel over her body. Shit. That image is fucking sexy.