After a few more rounds I noticed Emily glaring at me. Shit, what had I done now? I wasn’t talking to Lauren and I knew I wasn’t acting like a drunken ass because I’d switched to water while they’d all carried on with their shots. Granted my reasons for switching were less than honorable—if I had any chance of something happening with Lauren I didn’t want any issues with my… performance—but Emily didn’t need to know that. I just didn’t get what her problem was.
“Em, stop trying to murder him with your eyes,” Lauren ordered.
“Lauren…”
Lauren was staring Emily down. I wasn’t sure if it was her or the alcohol talking, but she wasn’t going to deal with Emily’s mouth. “Don’t ‘Lauren’ me. I’m a big girl and can make decisions for myself,” she snapped.
Wow, I didn’t think I’d ever seen anyone take on Emily like that—I know I certainly wouldn’t do it. Caleb was the only idiot I knew who’d attempted it before, and that hadn’t ended well. Remembering how she’d reacted the time when he practically broke into their apartment to talk to Angie, locking her out in the process, I cringed.
Emily turned her head away, and threw her hands up. “Fine, but don’t come crying to me when things play out exactly like I told you they would,” she warned her with an edge to her voice.
Andrew and I stood back, watching the argument play out. There was a pause while we waited for something to happen, but neither of us had a clue what that might be and Andrew looked ready to bolt if things got ugly. Thankfully, Lauren decided she didn’t want to play any more games. She rolled her eyes and grabbed my hand. “Come on, let’s go.”
She practically dragged me out of the bar. I’d had women excited to go home with me before, but nothing like this. I wasn’t even sure what this was. We reached Lauren’s car, but I stopped at the front. She’d had a lot to drink since we arrived and it wasn’t like she’d stuck to beer.
“Are you okay to drive?” I asked cautiously. She was already pissed off and while I didn’t want to make it worse, I didn’t want her to drive if she was drunk.
She thought about it for a second, “I’m not sure. I don’t feel that drunk, but I probably shouldn’t take the chance.”
I’d only had a few beers, and hadn’t had anything to drink in about two hours. Lauren on the other hand, had been matching the others drink for drink and with her tiny frame, I was worried about how much was still in her system. “How about you let me drive and I’ll take a cab back to my place once I’ve got you home?” I offered.
“I can’t make you run around like that. It’ll make me feel bad,” she pouted, tilting her lips in an educated way that was more than a little seductive.
Damn it. For once in my life I was trying to be a gentleman, but she was making it so freaking hard. Screw it. She knew what she was getting in to, and she obviously wanted me as much as I wanted her.
I grabbed her hand and tugged her over to the passenger side of the car. Taking the keys from her hand I popped the locked and open the door to help her in. Quickly, I moved around the front of the car and hopped into the driver’s seat.
I looked over at her. “I’ll take you back to my place, you can drive home in the morning.”
She smiled at me and placed her hand on my thigh. “That sounds perfect.”
The heat from her touch burned me through my jeans. When she slid her hand closer to my dick, it sprung to life… and I hadn’t even started the car. I turned to her and slid my hand around the nape of her neck. Tugging her forward I crashed my lips to hers. It wasn’t like I hadn’t been thinking about it all night, but the taste of her had me licking across the crease of her lips. She opened her mouth and I quickly slid my tongue between her lush lips.
Her hands moved off my thigh to wrap around my shoulder and fist in my hair. My tongue danced with hers and I felt my dick surge. Oh hell no, I was not having sex in this car.
I pulled away and she was breathing as hard as I was. Starting the engine, I tried to adjust myself but it was no use, there was only one thing that was going to fix my problem. Good God, I needed to get us back to my place quick.
I looked over at Lauren as I backed out of the space. She had a dazed look full of desire in her eyes, the kind wet dreams were made of, and I didn’t give two shits about what I’d told Emily or Caleb. There was no way I was not sleeping with her tonight. A guy could only take so much.
The silence became too much and I turned on the radio. Both of us were preoccupied with what would happen when we got back to my apartment.
I made the ten-minute drive faster than I should’ve, but I wanted in this girl’s panties more than I could ever remember wanting anything before. Pulling into an empty space, I threw the car in park and Lauren was already opening her door and out by the time I shut off the engine.
This time it was my turn to grab her and drag her through the parking lot and into my apartment. I flicked the lights on before pushing her up against the door and covering her lips with my own. Her kisses were soft but demanding and her hands ran across my abs to my back, and then down to my ass. I felt like I was on fire I was so turned on… but I needed more.
Using my free hand I slid the sleeve of her dress down her shoulder. Moving my lips along her jaw, I licked a hot, wet path down her neck and she pushed her head back giving me better access. When I reached the spot where her neck and shoulder met and sucked lightly, the moan that escaped her lips did nothing but make pure desire course through my veins. I had to have her.
Kissing my way back up to her lips, I wrapped my hand around her leg and pulled it around my waist, the action lifting the bottom of her dress up around her hips. This time, as I pushed my dick against her, the groan was mine. Quickly, I grabbed her other leg and picked her up by the ass. Just like the car, there was no way we were going to end up fucking on my living room floor when my bed only ten feet away.
“Not here,” I whispered into her ear.
Carrying her to my room I set her down next to my bed. Standing up, I grasped the hem of her dress and in one fluid movement slid it over her head, caressing any skin my hand came in contact with. My eyes wandered over her curves, taking in every luscious part of her. My God, she was sexy. Wearing just a strapless lace bra and thong, Lauren was gorgeous and my body surged, demanding to be inside her.
I ripped my shirt off and pushed her down onto the bed, reconnecting my lips with hers. She immediately opened and slipped her tongue in my mouth.
As our tongues danced I slipped my hand down the smooth skin of her stomach to the front of her panties. How was I supposed to control myself when she was already soaking wet? Moving her thong aside I slipped my fingers into her wet warmth. She whimpered at my touch. “Mmmm… you want some of this, huh?” I murmured against her lips.
Slowly, I started gliding my fingers in and out of her. She pushed her head further into the pillows and arched her back so that her hips met my thrusts. This was hot as hell. She moved her hands up my chest and into my hair, while my lips plundered hers. It felt like she burned me everywhere she touched. I pulled my hand from her panties.
“No, Josh,” she whined at the loss.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be back. I just want to get rid of the rest of this stupid clothing.”
I toed off my shoes and dropped my pants and boxers before climbing back over her. Unfastening her bra with one hand, I exposed her gorgeous breasts and just had to taste them. They were the perfect size and I lowered my head to capture her nipple between my teeth before opening my mouth and sucking hard. She gasped at the sensation and fisted her hands in my hair, holding me in place.
Sucking my way across her chest I showered her other breast with the same attention. Her skin was soft and tasted like honey—I couldn’t get enough. My dick was pulsing and I needed to be inside her so I moved my mouth away from her breast to remove her panties. The sight that met me almost sent me over the edge. She was dripping wet and all I wanted to do was fuck her with my tongue.
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sp; “You’re so wet… damn that’s hot,” I growled as I moved my head between her legs. I licked between her folds without touching her clit, and she hissed. Finally, I gave in and slipped my tongue inside, savoring her taste.
“Oh God, don’t stop,” she begged.
When I felt her insides tighten I licked my way up to her clit, sucking it into my mouth, sending her over the edge.
“Oh, Josh,” she cried out, extending the syllables of my name.
It was so fucking sexy to hear my name pour from her lips. Reaching into the draw of my nightstand I pulled out a condom and slipped it on, crawling over top of her as she came back down. I bent my head to kiss her and the raging fire in her eyes told me she was as turned on as I was.
Then she did something completely unexpected. She braced her hands against my shoulders and pushed me over onto my back. What had I done wrong?
Hooking her leg across my thigh she straddled me and before I had time to process anything, she slid down on top of me. That felt amazing! It had been a long time since I had a woman take control in bed, and it was hot as hell. When she leaned forward and sucked one of my nipples into her mouth and started to move her hips back and forth, all coherent thoughts left my mind.
“Shit, that feels good,” I groaned.
“I know,” she whispered.
Every time she slid down onto my cock pushed me closer to the edge. She sat up and I began to thrust up into her from underneath. Watching her chest bounce up and down was almost my undoing, but there was no way I was going to come without taking her with me. Skimming my hand up her thighs to her clit, I stroked it with my thumb. She continued to move up and down as our breathing became erratic and she started to tighten around me.
“Oh shit,” I growled as I tried to hold off my release.
A few seconds later she threw her head back as the orgasm crashed over her. The contractions from her release squeezed me tighter and I thrust up once more before joining her.
She collapsed onto my chest, while we both tried to catch our breath. “That was amazing,” I whispered in her ear.
After a few moments I gained enough energy back to roll us to the side. I slipped out of her and disposed of the condom in the basket beside the nightstand.
When I looked back, Lauren had dosed off in my bed. Usually when chicks did that I woke them up and sent them packing, but this was different. I didn’t want to just screw her and have her leave. I wanted her to sleep in my bed, next to me.
What the in God’s name was happening?
Not wanting to give it any more thought, I pulled her into my arms and grabbed the sheet to cover us. After the day’s activities, sleep came quickly.
I woke up and immediately and realized that, not only was I not in my own room, I definitely wasn’t alone. Taking in my surroundings, my gaze wandered down and I saw Josh naked beneath me and everything from the previous night came rushing back. What the hell had I been thinking?
I was so embarrassed, and even though he was still asleep, I felt the blush run up my cheeks. Closing my eyes, I tried to figure out what had possessed me to sleep with him.
Bracing myself, I decided to take another peek. He was definitely hot and the sex had been fantastic. Oh my God! I’d all but attacked him after we got into bed.
Looking at the clock, I saw it was almost four thirty in the morning. There was no way I could face him in the morning and I definitely did not want to do the walk of shame, so I slowly pushed myself up and, hoping like hell that he was a heavy sleeper, I looked around for my clothes. I saw my dress and underwear lying next to the bed. Thank God for small favors.
As quietly as I could, I moved off the bed in the direction of my discarded clothing. After dressing quickly I just had to find my keys. Praying that he’d left them in the living room I tiptoed out of his room, quietly shutting the door behind me. It took a little bit of searching but I eventually found them lying on the table next to the door.
Grabbing them, I snuck out the front door and ran to my car before anyone could see me.
Once safely inside, I dropped my head onto my steering wheel, wondering how I could have been so stupid. Realizing that I’d have plenty of time to reflect on all of my mistakes once I got back to the apartment, I shook off my humiliation and started the car.
The journey back to campus was a quick one and I hoped there were no cops out this time of night. Adding a speeding ticket to my already messed up night was the last thing I needed. Thankfully, I pulled into the parking lot unseen and raced to my apartment. With any luck, my roommate wouldn’t hear me come in because I really didn’t feel like telling her about my night. I knew Morgan would want all of the details, especially if she found out who I went home with.
When I made it to my room without waking anyone up, I laid down on my bed. The whole situation had me confused. Finding Ryan screwing around with Jessica had riled me up, and Emily acting like mother hen all night didn’t help, but should those things warrant me doing something as crazy as having a one-night stand?
I groaned. What was I going to do? I was never going to be able to face Josh again. Giving it some thought, I realized I hadn’t actually met Josh until the party so, theoretically, since I never saw him on campus, if I just steered clear of Angie’s apartment avoiding him was doable.
Next up: How was I going to deal with Morgan? She always knew when something was up. Morgan and I grew up together, but freshman year we decided not to live with each other so we could meet new people. We both ended up with roommates from hell and after that we agreed that the best thing for us to do was live together, but in one of the apartments on campus. That way we could meet new people but if they sucked like the last time we would still have each other. Thankfully, our neighbors were actually pretty cool and the apartment we ended up in allowed us each to have our own room.
Yawning, I decided to think about how to deal with Morgan in the morning. Exhaustion had set in and I was just too tired to think. Without changing out of my dress, I pulled the covers up over me and went to sleep.
It felt like I’d only been asleep for about fifteen minutes when something, or someone, on the bed started moving. Despite knowing I would regret it, I cracked open one eye and there was Morgan, jumping on my bed. What the hell was wrong with her? I mean, I knew she couldn’t get off a work to go to the party with me, but it was too early for this shit.
I rolled over onto my stomach and grumbled into my pillow. “Morgan, this better be important.”
She flopped down next to me. “You came in a little before five in the morning and you’re sleeping in your clothes from last night. I’d call that important.”
I turned my head so I could see her out of the corner of my eye. “How’d you know when I got home?”
“Oh, please, you’re like a herd of elephants when you try to sneak in.” She laughed, until I sat up and shot her a look. She put her hands up in surrender. “Fine, I couldn’t sleep, too much on my mind.”
This snippet of information could definitely be used to my advantage. If I changed the subject maybe she’d forget about the fact that I was still in my dress from last night. “What has you so worked up you can’t sleep?”
She shook her head. “Oh, no, no, no. You don’t get to change the subject. You better tell me what happened last night.” She gave me the look—the one she knew would make me spill all of my secrets. Damn, why did she have to know me so well? I tried one more time to throw her off track.
“Caleb proposed to Angie. It was the most romantic thing I’ve ever seen.”
“That’s wonderful and we can talk about that in a minute, but, Lauren Pierce, you better fess up right now. What happened last night that you’re trying to hide from me?”
Man, I really wasn’t going to be able to get out of it. I flopped back and threw my hand over my eyes so I wouldn’t see her reaction as I explained, “Fine, I met someone last night at the party.”
She looked confused. “What do you mean you met some
one? Like a guy?”
I lifted my hand and rolled my eyes. “Of course I mean a guy.”
“Okay, but that doesn’t explain the early morning arrival.” All of a sudden her eyes opened so wide they were like saucers. “Oh my God! You spent the night with him! Since when do you do that kind of stuff? What about Ryan? Who was it? Was he at least hot?”
I sighed. This was just what I’d been expecting. Her brain was already in overdrive and I was going to have to give her the whole story before she would calm down enough to move on. I knew, I just knew, she’d figure it out.
“You wouldn’t know him. He’s Angie and Caleb’s roommate, Josh,” I told her.
“Holy shit, you spent the night with Josh Walker?” She screeched.
My eyes snapped up. I’d never heard her mention him once and trust me, Morgan always mentioned the hotties.
She threw her hands up in the air. “Of course I know him, who doesn’t? Besides you, apparently. He’s a revolving door when it comes to women.”
“I know, Em gave me a warning at the party. Now would you stop freaking out?”
She sank down on the bed next to me. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to freak out, but this is just so unlike you. What happened? Is this because of what Ryan did?”
I dropped my head. “I have no idea.”
Morgan was quiet, too quiet. When I couldn’t take the silence anymore, I told her the whole story, from the time I saw Josh walk into the party right up until I woke up in his bed. When I was done, she was still speechless. She sat there staring at me like I was a stranger. I flopped back on the bed and covered my eyes with my hands. When the silence continued I lowered my arm to look at her.
She looked incredulous and her eyebrows practically touched her hairline. She finally got control of her voice. “I know you’re upset about Ryan, but that doesn’t explain how you of all people ended up having a one-night stand.”
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