Romance: The Campus Player: A College Romance

by Caroline Lake

  “S-S-She d-d-died because of-“

  “Because of you?” Llewis scoffed. “You’re blaming yourself all this time? So, typical of you Mira.”

  “She died because she chose to save me.”

  “No.”

  “Then why?”

  “She chose to correct the mistakes her father did. Nobody wanted anyone to die, Mira.”

  Miranda choked in her tears. Llewis was always kind to her. And that was the first time he raised his voice on her.

  “I just don’t understand why you had to push me away. We could face this together, you know. You didn’t have to blame yourself.”

  “I was scared that my presence would remind you of Marcella. I was scared that you get mad at me… I was scared…”

  “Because of what? That I would leave you after what happened?” Llewis growled. His eyes shone with sadness and longing.

  “Did you ever think what I might feel?”

  “Because you had something with Marcella! You were her mate… and we… we…” she paused and filled her lungs with air. “We had nothing,” she stated in almost a whisper, feeling the words like thorns squeezing her heart.

  “Nothing?” he scoffed. “You call everything we shared ‘nothing’?”

  You’re doing it again. You were supposed to tell him what you feel and make things right even if he doesn’t feel the same.

  “You were with her for a long time. And you know her better than me.”

  “Who was I guarding all these years? Was it Marcella?”

  Miranda fell silent.

  Yes, Llewis was her secret bodyguard. He has been watching her all along. And he’s still watching over her up until now. What was she thinking?

  “I-I’m sorry,” she muttered upon the realization.

  She saw him raise a brow, crossing his arms on his lean chest. Without a word, Miranda crossed the distance between their faces, and kissed him. She wanted to tell him how sorry she was for assuming things. But she missed him so bad that she thought her apology could wait.

  She wiggled her wounded foot to check if it had recovered. And to her delight, pain was nowhere to be felt. She crossed her arms on his neck, deepening the kiss with full intensity.

  But Llewis pulled away, making her whine in disagreement.

  “That’s not the proper way to apologize, lady,” he spoke in between deep breaths. A sheen of sweat shone on his forehead, an indication of how much willpower he had to muster to pull away.

  Miranda watched his mouth with lust and desire. Oh, how much she wanted to taste those. She was like a thirsty camel, staring at the man she had fall in love with.

  “But you can apologize later.”

  With that, Llewis pulled out the jacket that was covering her naked body. His hands roamed around, exploring every inch of her nudity, as if they have found a home. His touch was very hot, leaving her breathless.

  Pulling her body closer, she felt Llewis squeezing her ass. Feeling aroused, Miranda repositioned herself so that she was straddling him, her feet locking around his back. She felt his hot mouth latched on one of her shoulders, sucking her bare flesh.

  Llewis hands reverted back to her breasts – squeezing, cupping, and sucking them. His mouth travelled from her mouth to her neck, collar bones to a stiff nipple, making Miranda gasp.

  She combed her hands through his hair and tugged some of it, whispering his name. “Llewis…”

  Miranda tried to remove the remaining clothing from Llewis’ body impatiently. But when the belt refused to unbuckle she cursed aloud. “Damn it. Why won’t it come off?”

  Llewis laughed against her skin, removing the belt himself. “You miss me that much, huh,” he teased, tilting his head to see her expression.

  “You get impatient when you’ve waited as long as I have,” she replied, frowning.

  Her hands moved expertly, unzipping his pants, freeing him from the constraints of his underpants. She smiled as she watched him grow in her hands, stroking him up and down. His cock never failed to amaze her with its length and bulbous tip.

  Licking her mouth, Miranda lowered her body – almost kneeling on the ground – and started showering Llewis’ penis with soft and tiny kisses. She played with his erection with her tongue, earning herself loud groans of pleasure.

  When Llewis shivered, almost approaching the edge of bliss, she placed him at her dripping entrance, moaning when she sat down slightly.

  “Wait. Wait,” Llewis said, lifting her off his thighs. He stood up, making her frown.

  “Seriously?”

  He removed his shoes and pants, as well as his boxers before gathering helping her stand, leaning against the tree. She giggled in anticipation when Llewis crossed her hands around his neck and helped her legs enclose the small of his waist.

  “This is exciting,” she whispered flirtingly, licking the tip of his tongue.

  He started kissing her neck, cupping her breasts and sucking her skin before returning to her lips. He positioned himself between her opened thighs and filled her in one thrust.

  Biting her bottom lip, Miranda’s body shivered in excitement and need.

  “Mira…” he called, pulling out of her. He was literally covered with her anticipatory juices.

  She moaned in response.

  “I love you.”

  She opened her eyes and was about to say something but he cut her off by slamming into her again unexpectedly.

  “What?” she asked in between moans of pleasure. She was breathless and confused.

  “I love you. Marry me.”

  Miranda arched against the tree, begging him to continue. But Llewis continued teasing her, rocking against her, sending shivers her belly.

  He kissed her savagely, slightly biting her bottom lip, groaning while seeking for her tongue that slipped into his mouth. With his painful strokes, Miranda screamed out in pleasure, begging for more.

  He continued thrashing her with his meat and there were moments when she wanted to make him stop but she would moan loudly and he knew that she liked it. He could feel her flesh quivering around him – she was getting closer to her peak.

  “Marry me.”

  Miranda ripped her eyes open and gazed into his eyes to see if he was being serious.

  “Ple-“

  “Answer me.”

  She didn’t have to think twice. She loved him. And he knew how she felt.

  “Y-Yes,” she mumbled softly.

  Once more, he filled her with a single thrust, savoring the splendor of having her around him. He moved in and out of her, as she tried to match his demanding strokes.

  She could feel her orgasm nearing.

  “I can’t hear you.”

  Miranda came, her walls trembling and her back arching against the rough texture of the tree.

  “Yes… Yes… Shit! Shit…” she cried. Her legs locked even tighter around Llewis waist.

  He took her lips in a long passionate kiss, claiming her body once more, driving each other to another climax before he himself reached his orgasm. He moaned against her mouth when he came, muscles contracting and heart racing. He felt pleased that she was also trying to catch her breath after making love with him.

  Slowly, Llewis carried Miranda in his arms and laid her body on jacket that was on the ground. She stroked his chest with a hand when he settled next to her.

  “I missed you,” she spoke.

  “I love you.”

  Miranda tilted her head and watched Llewis. He was smiling widely as he stared the moon.

  She just made love with him under the moonlight.

  “I love you, too,” she responded before planting a kiss on his forehead.

  She was the alpha’s daughter. And now, she’s dating an alpha… soon to be a wife of an alpha…

  It wasn’t bad after all, she thought, watching the clouds clearing the sky, allowing the moon to shine at its brightest.

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  Taken Bare

  Chloe Martel

  Taken Bare

  Copyright 2016 by Chloe Martel

  First electronic publication: January 2017

  All rights are reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews. The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal.

  NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:

  This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to person, living or dead, actual events, locale or organizations is entirely coincidental.

  Warning: Due to mature subject matter, such as explicit sexual situations and coarse language, this story is not suitable for anyone under the age of 18. All sexually active characters in this work are 18 years of age or older, and all acts of a sexual nature are consensual.

  Taken Bare

  Chapter 1: Dreams for a Better Life

  “Amanda?”

  Amanda jumped up.

  “Amanda, I was asking, would you like another cup of tea?” Maggie asked again, getting up and walking towards her kitchen.

  “I, oh, well, I guess so, Mag,” Amanda said, nodding. “I didn’t hear, sorry.”

  “Please stop torturing yourself with the memories,” Maggie said, rolling her eyes.

  Amanda looked at her best friend, who was standing in the hallway, her arms crossed, looking at her. “I’m not torturing myself,” she smiled, “in fact, I was daydreaming.”

  “Hmm, have you got a prince charming on your mind?” Maggie asked.

  “No, Maggie, what are you talking about?” Amanda shook her head.

  “Well, you should think about it already,” laughing, Maggie disappeared into the kitchen.

  Amanda, with her bright blue eyes, fair skin, shiny jet-black long hair and petite physique was Maggie’s opposite. Maggie was fuller, had big brown eyes and brown curly hair. Amanda was more of the tender type, sometimes letting others take advantage of her kind nature. In her twenty-six years, she was just starting to learn the art of self-confidence, which was partly due to the fact that she was an orphan, and was raised in an orphanage. Her life after the orphanage got no better when she started working in a hotel, where her boss was the worst person in the world. She endured that boss for a couple of years and then changed jobs – only to start working in another hotel, this time with an ugly, old boss who wanted her. Amanda was still a virgin, and grateful for not being raped by the old boss before running away like hell from that hotel, too. And the job after that one – even though this time her boss was a woman, it got no better. There she felt worthless, getting regularly humiliated and disregarded. There were others, too, and Amanda sighed, remembering her work experiences one by one. All her employers were awful, each one worse than the previous one. The only things she had gained from working in all those hotels was the sum of money she had saved over the years, her comprehensive experience in hotel management and her good friends. Good friends who taught her to be more self-confident, tougher and able to stand her ground. Well, personally speaking, she didn’t need to gain anything else from working in those awful atmospheres, she acknowledged, smiling slightly.

  Maggie came back from the kitchen, carrying a tray with two cups of tea.

  “Here, take this,” she said, placing the cups carefully onto the small table in front of the sofa and sitting down next to Amanda.

  Amanda took her cup absent-mindedly.

  “And once again you’re wandering somewhere inside your head,” Maggie said. “Please be here, be present. You need yourself now more than ever. Don’t be absent from your own life.”

  “I’m another girl, Mag,” Amanda said. “I’m totally different. I am determined and strong, thanks to you and our other friends. Don’t worry about me.”

  “That’s just what I wanted to hear” Maggie said, nodding. “In a few minutes Stacy and the others will be here and we’ll discuss everything. Soon you will be your own boss.”

  Amanda smiled. The words were to her liking. She had left her last job two weeks ago, swearing to never work for any boss ever. And she was going to try to start her own business, even though it seemed a bit scary at first.

  “I’m sure you will be able to run your business rather successfully,” Maggie said. “You have the much-needed experience, and the money is ready, too. So I don’t think there’s anything to be nervous about.”

  Amanda nodded, blowing softly into her cup, to cool her tea a little. Maggie was right – her whole project of constructing and building a small cozy hotel in the middle of the forest was mostly ready, due to her friends who were willing to help her. Saving as much money as she could over the years, she had the money and the experience of running a hotel, so there was only the construction issues left to think about.

  ***

  Maggie’s doorbell rang. Amanda jumped up, as Maggie went striding to open the door.

  “Hello!” their friends came in, wearing big smiles on their faces. Andy, George, Stacey and Luisa advanced to Amanda, ready to hug her.

  “Hi, dear,” Stacey said, hugging Amanda and squeezing her so hard that Amanda’s face was buried in Stacey’s frizzy blond hair for a long time.

  “Mandy, congratulations,” Luisa said gently. Her light blue, almost white eyes and light blond straight hair matched her calm personality. “At last you are free.” She hugged Amanda lightly and smiled. She had been on a family vacation and had just learned Amanda’s news.

  “So,” George said as all of them were seated comfortably on Maggie’s sofa. “I’ve spoken with a construction company to start. The whole construction process will take about a month, with reasonable prices.” He ran his fingers through his light brown hair with pride.

  “George! Thanks so much!” Amanda said, beaming with happiness. “As we have already chosen the location of the hotel, there is nothing left to do but to start the construction! I truly can’t believe that I’m going to have my own business!”

  “What was its name going to be? I forgot,” Luisa said tentatively.

  “‘Fresh and Easy’,” Amanda replied. “And I’m very happy with the name!”

  “Me, too!” Maggie added.

  “Amanda, you are strong and have will power,” Andy said. “You have the experience and the money to start your own business. And of course you have us.” He smiled sincerely, making dimples appear in his fair cheeks, his green eyes sparkling.

  “Guys, I am so happy to have you. You are my best friends,” Amanda said. “You’ve helped me in the early stages of my dream, and now it’s finally coming true.” Her friends had taken a couple of weeks off work, in order to be with her and to help her with the process.

  “And we’ll help you more, and then some more, until you stand firmly on the ground with your two feet,” Maggie said, bringing more tea from the kitchen for all of her friends. Then she put some pies and cupcakes on the small table, too. “My cooking,” she added, taking the biggest pie and biting half of it.

  ***

  Andy gave Amanda a ride from Maggie’s house late at night, after some discussions and planning. Amanda entered her rented small apartment in the suburbs of the city past midnight. She was tired, but full of energy and enthusiasm, which her friends had filled her up with during the evening. Her apartment was scanty but clean, with minimal furniture, being the cheapest one in the city, which more or less had a small kitchen, a bedroom that resembled a box and a very small bathroom. What else could she afford, especially now that she had to think twice before spending each penny of her savings?

  Lying down on her bed, Amanda closed her eyes, smiling. She had sacrificed several years and had
saved all the money she could afford to, and everything was worth it now. “Fresh and Easy. I will have the business of my dreams,” she said to herself. “Free from Mr. Howard, Mr. Simons and Mr. Moore, as well as Mrs. Clark. Free from everyone.”

  She unwillingly remembered the day when Mr. Simons, the ugly old man, had called her into his cabinet to ‘discuss’ something. She had gone in, without suspecting anything. Then she had heard the door locking, and discovered to her horror that she was alone with the old man, who was smiling and advancing towards her, trapping her between him and the wall. She had lost her voice from fear, until he had laid his hands on her body, squeezing her butt, making her scream. Her scream had made him stop and at that moment the janitor had started knocking on the door, screaming if everything was all right. “If you say anything to anyone,” Mr. Simons had whispered to her before opening the door, “I will make sure to have you in the most brutal way, making you remember it the rest of your life.” She had lied to the janitor, saying that she had seen a spider, thus all the screaming. The next moment she had left her job.

  Sighing and shaking her head, Amanda said to herself: “I’m getting stronger. I must forget my past.”

  She and her friends had planned to meet early next morning to meet with the construction workers and to go to the construction site together with them. Amanda started fantasizing. In about a month she would be the happiest person in the world.

  She dozed off with the light still on and woke up from her mobile phone alarm when it was already early morning.

  Getting up, Amanda forced her eyes open with cold water and took a cold shower. She didn’t have the luxury of hot water in her apartment, and was already used to the cold showers she had been having for years. After squeezing the last drops of the cheapest toothpaste she could afford, Amanda brushed her teeth. Then she entered her kitchen in two steps and made breakfast from one loaf of bread and some cheese left from the previous day.

  Eating hastily and looking into the small mirror on the wall, she nodded, saying to herself: “I can endure such poor breakfasts, as well as lunches, dinners and suppers, because I know that in the long run, it will help me keep my savings and have nice meals in the near future.” Her own words encouraged her, and she put the rest of the sandwich into her mouth, looking at the clock of her phone, which showed 7:30 a.m. She hurried into her bedroom, toweling and brushing her wet hair, and then she put on her top, shorts and sneakers. She still had an hour to meet her friends, but she was impatient about the whole project and couldn’t sit still. Taking the money needed to pay the construction company, she got ready to leave. Determination was spilling out of her head, as she left her apartment with her backpack full of the necessary documents and money. She could take a bus to Maggie’s house where all of them would be ready to go to the construction site in the forests, but Amanda had a lot of time and her legs were refusing to stay still, so instead of taking a bus she decided to walk. The bus would cost something, besides, walking made the accumulated adrenaline fade off, and Amanda felt less anxious about the upcoming meeting and the first real step towards her hotel. Of course it was exciting and she was happy but deep inside her mind she was a bit strained and scared, as it was a totally new experience for her, the whole have-my-own-business thing. Lost in her thoughts and walking quickly, Amanda reached Maggie’s house in one hour, not believing that she walked such a long distance. She usually liked to walk and jog, and it wasn’t tiring for her, but she had never walked from her apartment to Maggie’s house before.