She then pulled Mark aside and began to talk to him.
“So, having fun?” I asked her.
“Yeah, yeah.”
I watched her take another sip. I needed to find a way for us to be alone.
“Doesn’t sound like you are,”
“Oh, it’s just that I haven’t been to many parties before.”
She seemed nervous. I wanted to put her at ease.
“Really?”
“Yeah, girls like me don’t normally get invited to the parties,” she said.
“That’s a shame. I thought they always invited the pretty girls.”
She blushed and thanked me. I grinned. I did mean what I said. She was pretty and I think others really missed out on someone special. Well, their loss is my gain.
“I guess they kept forgetting to add my name to the guest list.”
She shrugged. I laughed at her.
“Are you enjoying your own party?”
“Yeah, it’s pretty good.”
Honestly, I wanted to skip the conversation and head right upstairs, but I had to ensure that she was comfortable. As much as I was attracted to her, I also respected her. She was a woman who seemed to know herself and demanded respect. I wasn’t completely used to the idea of it. Not because I didn’t know how to respect a woman, but because I never had to put it into practice before. Most girls I dated were easy or just direct and knew what they wanted. It was so easy to just sleep with them, but she was so different that all I could do was play it cool and hope that I would eventually get somewhere with her.
We struggled to have a conversation over the loud music. The party was really going. Everyone was having a good time. At a distance, I could see Mandy flirting with Mark. He seemed to be enjoying himself. She then pulled him away and they disappeared for a moment.
Although sex was on the brain, I was enjoying the conversation with April. Before, I was trying to suppress the animal instinct to tear her apart, but now I wanted to make passionate love to her and feel every inch of her skin on mine. I wanted to be gentle with her and really take care of her. I wanted to stroke that face of hers and gently run my fingers through her hair. I wanted to make her feel special for she truly was special. She just made me feel things that I never knew existed and I was afraid to have such strong feelings for another person. But I felt comfortable around her. I was only at ease with her when I saw her or spoke to her. If anyone knew how I truly felt about her, it could ruin my reputation. Still, as I laughed and spoke to her, I knew she would be worth it.
As we headed back again to the bar, I took her hand and held it. Her hand fit perfectly in mine and I wondered if this was meant to be. I mean for a football player; romance was the furthest thing from my mind. Also, I grew up thinking all of that was crap and only for girls, but April was changing my mind. Others watched as we walked hand in hand. Guys kept ogling at April and I wanted to tell them off but there were so many of them that I didn’t know what to do. I could tell that April was beginning to feel uncomfortable.
“Wow, there are a lot of guys here. They are just staring at me like a piece of meat. I have never experienced that before.” April commented.
“Maybe you were too busy with your head in a book to notice that there are some men who find you attractive?”
She smirked at me, “You mean, like you?”
Dang. I forgot how smart she was. I thought this whole time that I was playing it cool and that she didn’t even realize. Then again, there had to be a reason for her getting into law school.
I squeezed her hand, “Maybe. So what do you think about me?”
“I think you are okay.
“Just okay?” I asked her playfully.
She smiled at me. I squeezed her hand again but while I laughed and talked with her, I realized that perhaps, it wasn’t so far-fetched to feel something so strong with someone else. And that scared me. It meant she had the power to hurt me and I hated not being fully in control. I never had to worry about romance before. Most of the girls that I dated were normally easy or direct and told me what they wanted. With April, I still felt like I was playing a guessing game and it drove me crazy. Everything about her drove me crazy. I wanted to feel her skin on mine and touch her face and kiss those lips of hers. I just wanted to pounce on her and no longer have to suppress the passion I had for her. And yet, at the same time I was comfortable and relaxed around her. I had never experienced anything like that before.
I wanted to be upset at her, but she was so cute that I wanted to actually kiss her.
As we walked back to our spot, eyes were still on her. I wished I could do something about it, but there were so many men staring at her. We were close to our spot, when someone bumped into her and spilled her drink on April’s dress. April was horrified by the incident, but not as horrified as I was at the person who spilled her drink.
“Sorry,” she said.
I was trying to figure out what Jennifer was doing here. I didn’t invite her and had no intentions of doing so. I was trying to figure out how she managed to get invited.
She stood there and looked at me. April was trying to clean up herself. She seemed really disappointed that her dress was ruined.
“By the way, nice party Nick.” Jennifer said.
I didn’t even know how to respond to her.
April could see that she wasn’t really sorry. She kept her composure and ran upstairs to the bathroom.
Jennifer was about to walk off, when I grabbed her arm.
“What are you doing here?” I insisted on knowing.
“Oh, I was invited,” she replied airily.
I was becoming angry with her nonchalance.
I retorted angrily, “I didn’t invite you. You weren’t on the guest list.”
“You are right. YOU didn’t invite me,” she taunted.
She then walked off. I was still curious to know who did. She then came back and wrapped her arm around someone who I knew quite well. Apparently, she had persuaded one of my teammates to bring her. When he did ask me for a plus-one, I was curious to find out who was his date. He told me it was a surprise. And it sure was.
Ryan grinned as Jennifer entwined her arm with his. I was in shocked that he would do that. I knew Jennifer was attempting to make me jealous by coming here with him. The best way that I could retaliate would be to act completely calm.
She asked him coyly, “Ryan, isn’t there something that you wanted to show me upstairs? Didn’t you want to show me how you made that magnificent pass last week to help win the game?”
She looked at him seductively. I wanted to hurl at the both of them. I knew it was all an act. I watched them flirt with each other painfully. Ryan didn’t seem to enjoy it, but just went with it. After all, Jennifer was a woman who wielded tremendous amounts of power on campus. Being with her was a status symbol. Fortunately, I was my own man and had power and money of my own. Ryan on the other hand, was on a sports scholarship and came from a rough family. Being with Jennifer meant he could meet the right people and make the right connections, especially because his dream was the same as mine: to go pro after school.
Jennifer then pulled him away and I was relieved. I felt sorry for Ryan. He didn’t have to be dragged into this. However, they weren’t as important to me as April was. I decided to go upstairs and check on her. I made it upstairs to the bathroom and knocked on the door.
“April, are you in there?”
“Yeah, just a minute,” she responded. I could tell that she sounded sad. I headed into my room, which I had locked. I had learned that parties could really bring out the hormones in others and I wasn’t taking any chances. I grabbed a t-shirt and headed back to the bathroom.
“Need a change of clothes?”
“Yeah, I do.”
“Well, I have a shirt here, if you want it.”
“Yes, thanks.”
She slightly opened the door and stuck her hand out. I handed her the shirt and she closed the door.
; Five minutes later, she stepped outside the door. I began to stare at her. April looked at me nervously and began to laugh.
“What?”
“You look so beautiful right now.”
She blushed, “Thank you.”
I was about to head back downstairs with her.
“Hey, do you want to go to your room instead? I am a little embarrassed to go downstairs dressed in just a jersey.”
“I understand.”
I reached out and grabbed her hand and we headed to my room. I locked the door behind her. She looked around her, taking in her new surroundings.
“Interesting room,” she said as she looked at some of the posters on the wall.
There were posters of some football players like Mark Jones and Jeremy Thomas. Her eyes did linger on a poster of a band, which happened to be one of my favorites.
“Wow! So you like Bon Jovi?”
“Yeah, a bit old school, but I like them.”
“So do I.”
She smiled at me.
“Well, of course you would,” I said as I sat on the bed, “you are a decent human after all.”
She looked around the room. I hate to brag, but I did have a pretty big room. There was a small fridge which was well-stocked and some video games in the corner. The console was connected to a big plasma screen television. When she had finished her own tour, she sat on the king size bed. I stared at her. She looked at me strangely.
“Why do you keep looking at me like that?”
“I can’t help it.”
I inched closer to her.
“Nick?”
“Hmm?”
She then leaned in closer.
“I like you too.”
I turned and looked at her. I brushed her hair from her face and stared deeply into her eyes.
“Good, so do I.”
I leaned in and kissed her. I could feel the rush of adrenaline kicking in and feeling her soft, sweet lips on mine was so perfect.
She then pulled away and looked at me.
“What?” I asked her.
“There’s a party downstairs.”
“I locked the door.”
“It’s your party!”
“I don’t care.”
I leaned in and kissed her again. It felt so good to finally kiss her again. I could tell that she was also enjoying it. I could feel her heart racing and see it pulsing in her throat. So was mine.
After passionately kissing her, I pulled away for a second.
“Wow,” I said.
“I know.”
“You…really take my breath away.”
She then grabbed a pillow off of my bed and hit me with it.
“Hey! What was that for?”
“Stop using the cheesy lines.”
She then hit me once again with the pillow. I decided it was time to retaliate. I grabbed another pillow and hit her. She then hit me once again. We began to fight with each other. Then when she was tired, I grabbed the pillow from her. I put both pillows down, pulled her close to me and began to kiss her once again. She sat on my lap as I kissed her. I ran my fingers through her hair, slightly gripping her locks and made out with her. She let out a soft moan as she kissed me back. I could feel my pulse racing. Then she threw me onto the bed and kissed me with so much passion, that I felt like she was sucking the life out of me. I rolled her onto her back as I deepened the kiss even further. She began to moan as my tongue entered her mouth. Her tongue wrestled with mine as I wrapped my fingers in her hair once again. I could tell that she liked that. I finally came up for air. Then I began to press kisses along her neck and caress her face. She sighed as I nibbled her earlobe and ran my fingers through her hair. I really did love her beautiful dark hair which was silky smooth and smelled amazing. I looked deeply into her eyes and said something I had never said to another girl before:
“April, I have never felt this way about anyone else before. I know I don’t really know you that well, but I feel something different when I am with you. I can’t explain it. It’s like…”
“We have known each other for a long while or we met some other time before.”
I smiled at her, “Yeah, something like that.”
I was glad to know that I wasn’t alone. Like most men, I am not the best at expressing myself and that’s because I hate rejection. I always like to win and be on top. So I was extremely relieved to know that I wasn’t alone.
She then pulled me in and kissed me. That was sexy. I like a woman who knows how and when to take charge. She ran her fingers through my hair as she kissed along my jaw and neck. I NEVER felt such a sensation before. All the blood began to leave my head and make its way elsewhere. When I could no longer take her moaning, my hands drifted gently to other parts of her body. I could see that for a tiny girl, she had an incredible body. I began to caress her thighs and I could feel her soft skin even through my jersey. I kneeled in front of her, slightly separated her legs and began to run my tongue along her smooth skin. Her eyes rolled, her toes began to curl and she cried out in excitement. I decided to start at her ankles and made my way slowly up her legs, to her thighs. As I did so, I looked up at her and saw her eyes were closed and she was trying to brace herself for my next move. I leaned in and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around my neck as she kissed me back. I reached down and began to stroke her thighs and I could see goosebumps forming on her legs. As I moved up her legs, she began to moan once again. My hands went under her shirt and I looked at her. As I unbuttoned her shirt, I could see that her breasts were beginning to heave. I could see her breathing increase rapidly and she couldn’t contain herself. I loved her reaction to my touch. I pulled at the leg of her panties and slowly moved it to the side. I inserted a finger into her warm, wet channel and began to thrust furiously into her.
She began to squeal as my thumb began to move on her clit in a circular motion. I stopped for a moment and smiled at her.
“Shhh! I don’t want anyone to hear us.”
She grinned at me, “There’s loud music playing downstairs. They would have to have really good ears in order to hear us.”
“Fair enough,”
I continued to thrust my finger inside of her. Giving her so much pleasure was beginning to turning me on. I loved to see the bliss on her face like that and I wondered what it would actually be like if we were to make love.
“Oh! OH!” she cried out.
I could feel how warm and wet she was. I knew she was close to coming.
Suddenly, we were rudely interrupted by some shouts from downstairs. Ugh! Another fight! We immediately stopped and April gathered herself. So did I. I was extremely frustrated that we were interrupted. We headed downstairs to see what all of the commotion was. April was horrified to see that Mark was in the middle of the fight.
“You kissed her! I can’t believe you kissed her!” Brad was shouting.
Brad grabbed Mark by the collar of his shirt. Mark was a few feet off the ground and wondered what was going on. He seemed to be unaware of his surroundings. Brad was furious that Mark had made out with Mandy. Apparently they were dating. I tried to warn him about Mandy, but he told me that he didn’t care about the rumors. We gave him a hard time on the team and even talked behind his back about how naïve he was. He could get someone else. In fact, anyone else would have been better, but Mandy was the only girl on campus who could deal with his temper tantrums. In fact, we were beginning to think that she was just doing this to make him jealous and her plan seemed to have worked.
“Look…. I didn’t know…she was seeing someone,”Mark mumbled under his breath.
He was looking woozy and Brad knew it would have been easy to take him out with one punch, but he was no longer concerned with him.
He then let him go and his attention was fixed on Mandy.
“You didn’t tell him, babe? How could you?!”
“I…Wait, I thought we were broken up?”
I rolled my eyes. Mandy thrived on drama, which I found h
ighly irritating. I hated girls that stirred up unnecessary trouble.
“Wait what? We broke up?”
She rolled her eyes at him.
“Last week, you said you wanted to take a break because you were focusing mainly on football and school. I said okay and you said, once things were in order that we would be back together.”
“Oh…
Brad was also not the sharpest tool in the shed. He did get hit pretty hard during training sessions and it may have affected him in other ways.
“So, if I want to kiss someone else, I can.”
She stared at a very frightened Mark who was on the receiving end of Brad’s angry stares. Brad began to scowl and was about to lunge at him, but I stopped him.
“Brad, let it go. If you guys are really over, then she is allowed to do whatever she wants to.”
“But she’s my girl!” he protested.
“Not at the moment. If you guys broke up, then she is allowed to do whatever she wants to and so are you.”
He could see that I was making sense, but I knew he still wanted Mandy.
“But, but…”
“No buts Brad.”
He sneered at Mark and stormed out of the party. Mandy was nowhere to be seen.
April walked up to Mark and said, “Maybe we should go.”
“Maybe,” he slurred.
April then realized that he was completely drunk. She tried to help him but he could hardly walk. I decided to help out and we headed outside. We all sat down by the curb. I was busy trying to call a taxi to pick them up. I could smell the strong stench of alcohol on Mark and I knew from the looks of it that he was going to have a nasty hangover.
The cab finally came. I helped April get Mark into the car and I kissed her goodbye.
“I’m sorry we got interrupted,” she whispered to me.
“Don’t worry about it. There will be other times,” I assured her.
She gave me a sly grin, “I would hope so.”
“So, would I. I think you and Mark should just sleep this off. And don’t worry, things like this always happen. It will just blow over.”
“I would hope so.”
“Bye guys.”
I watched as the cab drove away and I got back to my party. Instead of hoping that the night would never end, I hoped that it would all end soon. It didn’t make any sense to continue partying. I was no longer in the mood to party since April was long gone. But who knows? Maybe, in the future, we could continue what we started.
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