Hard to Resist (Sexy Nerd Boys, #3)

by K. M. Neuhold

  “Thanks roomie,” Hadley calls out in a teasing tone.

  “We’re going to a party at Greg Peterson’s tonight. I ran into him at the gym and he invited us.”

  My eyes narrow and it takes all of my willpower not to punch something. I still can’t think about that douche without remembering that he and Hadley used to fool around.

  “I’m not really in the mood for a party,” I lie, hoping Hadley will look over at me so I can give her some sort of signal. But, she doesn’t take her attention from playing Skyrim now that she has the controller.

  “Fine. Chase, Matthew, and I will go without you,” Hadley replies casually.

  I heave a sigh. Yeah right, and let Greg Peterson try to get in her pants? No thank you.

  “No, I’ll go.”

  *****

  An hour later Hadley retreats to her bedroom to get changed before we leave. As soon as she reemerges I’m not sure whose expression is more comical Chase’s or mine. Of course, Matthew enjoys laughing at Chase’s horror and my wide mouth bass impression.

  “I’m all set,” Hadley announces, standing before us in a short blue dress that makes her legs look a mile long and her tits beg to be licked. I discretely adjust my growing erection and she gives me a wink.

  Chase and Matthew head towards the door and I wait for Hadley to put her shoes on, taking the opportunity to admire her perky ass as she bends over. Once she rights herself she presses close to me, her breath tickling my ear.

  “I’m feeling extremely naughty tonight,” She purrs.

  I let out a quiet gasp.

  Hadley

  I had no idea how fun it would be to tease Ravi from afar.

  As soon as we arrived at the party several guys from high school had greeted me with an exuberant hug and a kiss on the cheek. I’d thought Ravi was going to punch each one in the face. Seeing the restrained caveman burning in his dark eyes had practically melted my panties right off.

  “Were you this hot in high school?” The guy I’ve been talking to asks.

  I try not to roll my eyes. Instead I smile flirtatiously and peek at Ravi out of the corner of my eye. He’s only a few feet away pretending to listen to Chase and Matthew talk about football. Then, Ravi says something to Chase before making his way towards me.

  “Yes, she was this hot in high school. And, Chase is still just as crazy overprotective as he’s always been,” Ravi responds for me. “Sorry, but I need to steal Hadley for a few minutes.”

  I bite my lip against the laugh threatening to escape as Ravi guides me away from flirty guy.

  We make our way upstairs and as soon as we find ourselves alone Ravi grabs my hips roughly, shoving me into the bathroom, casting a surreptitious glance over his shoulder. As soon as the door closes behind us his hand comes firmly down on my ass with a loud smack. I jump slightly but there’s no denying the rush of excitement that jolts me.

  “You’re such a fucking tease,” Ravi accuses gruffly, sending excited shivers down my spine. “What were you trying to accomplish dressed like this?”

  His breath tickles my ear as he presses his front firmly to my back, one hand gripping my waist and the other pulling my low neckline aside to tease my taut nipple.

  “Were you trying to get my dick hard?” He presses himself against my ass, his long, thick erection painfully evident. I throb between my thighs as I grow soaked for him.

  “Yes,” I gasp.

  His hand on my hip travels up to grasp my hair. Yanking my head to one side he grazes my neck with his tongue. I pant with need, pressing my ass against his impressive erection and grinding against him.

  “Mission accomplished sweetheart. Now what are you going to do about it?”

  I look up and realize I’m face to face with the mirror. I lift my gaze to meet Ravi’s eyes in his reflection. His chocolate eyes sparkled with lust and mischief as he plays the role I was hoping for.

  “What do you want me to do about it?” I purr, licking my lips suggestively.

  Ravi groans and thrusts against me again. He slides his hand down the front of my dress, both of our eyes watching his progress in the mirror. When he gets to the hemline he reaches under it and rumbles low in his chest when his fingers brush my drenched panties.

  “Did teasing me get you wet?”

  He tugs my panties aside and gently runs his fingers through my aching sex. I shudder at his touch and nod in response to his question.

  “Please,” I pant, needing to feel him more than I need my next breath.

  “I think you need a punishment for being a naughty tease.”

  He untangles his fingers from my hair and brings it down to spank my ass. I cry out as I clench with excitement. His thumb begins to rub circles around my sensitive nub and my legs start to shake. He slaps my ass again and I’m seconds away from pleading with him to fuck me. I nearly cry with relief and need when he starts to slide a finger into my hot core. I can’t stop myself from grinding against his hand shamelessly. His teeth graze my neck and he brings his palm flat against my ass again and I throw my head back in ecstasy, riding his fingers into oblivion.

  Before I can catch my breath Ravi’s unzipping his pants and meeting my gaze in the mirror to make sure I’m enjoying everything he’s doing. I wink at him and wiggle my ass to let him know I need him inside of me. He slides my panties off and stuffs them into his pocket.

  Ravi’s thick tip presses against my sex and I spread my legs further apart to grant him better access.

  “Hadley,” He groans out my name slowly as he eases into my tight pussy. He fills me to bursting and I’m already aching for another release. He pumps his hips slowly, driving me insane with need.

  “Ravi, please.”

  He grins at me devilishly in the mirror before grabbing my hips for leverage. He thrusts hard and deep,

  “Fuck, Hadley, I love your wet pussy,” He grinds out between thrusts. “Mine,” He whispers in a harsh growl.

  A tight ball of heat forms in the pit of my stomach and my legs start to quiver under me again.

  “I want to feel you come all over my cock.”

  I let out a strangled cry as fire engulfs all of my nerve endings and my eyes roll back with the most intense orgasm I’ve ever experienced. Ravi grunts savagely as his own pulsing prolongs my orgasm, until I can’t hold myself up any longer. Ravi’s arms wrap around my waist as he holds me against his chest.

  “That was-”

  “Unbelievable,” I finish for him.

  Ravi ease out of me and helps me to readjust my clothing so I’m decent.

  “Was that...okay?” He asks gently.

  I turn to face him and place several tender kisses along his jaw.

  “It was exactly what I’d fantasized about,” I assure him.

  “Good, I was worried about being too rough,” He admits, pulling me against his chest gently and stroking my hair.

  I almost can’t contain a laugh. Too rough? He’s holding me like I’m made of porcelain.

  I love you.

  I have to bite my tongue against the words. It’s too soon and I don’t want to scare him away.

  Ravi

  As soon as we exit the bathroom I force myself to put a few inches of space between Hadley and myself. Every fucking inch is like torture. I want to stay wrapped around her all night, burying myself deep inside of her over and over again.

  “You’re like a drug Hadley. The more I have you the more I want you. Please tell me we can go home soon,” I whisper almost desperately as we head towards the stairs to go back down to the party.

  “Holy shit, the rumors are true. Hadley Parker is here and she’s even sexier than she was a year ago.”

  Greg Fucking Peterson.

  Hadley blushes and greets him on the steps with an awkward hug. His arms linger around her for several seconds too long and I’m about to rip his goddamn arms off if he doesn’t step away in the next three seconds.

  “How’ve you been, Greg?” Hadley asks, stepping back casual
ly to put a few feet of space between the two of them.

  “Not bad. You certainly are a sight for sore eyes though sweetheart.”

  Oh that fucking does it.

  “Hey, Greg,” My tone is harsh and before I can realize it’s a terrible idea I sling a possessive arm over Hadley’s shoulders.

  “Ravi, hey I didn’t realize you were back in town.” Greg looks between Hadley and I trying to figure out if I’m playing protective older brother because Chase is my best friend or if I’m staking a claim on her.

  “Yeah, I’m actually staying around. Hadley and I have a place together right near campus.”

  “Oh...” Greg nods and looks around as though trying to find a way out.

  “We’d better go find Chase,” Hadley suggests.

  “It was good to see you,” Greg says half-heartedly before easing around us and heading into the bathroom. I have no doubt the bathroom reeks of sex and I laugh to myself.

  “Did you get that out of your system caveman?” Hadley arches an eyebrow at me and I’m half tempted to hoist her up against the wall and take her again right now.

  “Not by a long shot.”

  “What if he goes downstairs and mentions this to Chase?”

  “He won’t. Trust me sweetheart, he lost interest the moment he realized you weren’t going to let him into your panties. Which are still in my pocket, by the way.”

  I drop a kiss on her cheek before reluctantly removing my arm and gesturing for her to head down the stairs. I take the opportunity to let my eyes roam over her mile-long legs. Fuck me, I’m never going to get tired of Hadley Parker. Damn, now I’m doing the full name thing.

  We find Matthew and Chase each with prospective hook-ups so Hadley signals to them that we’re heading out before we go.

  Chapter 11

  Hadley

  As soon as we enter the apartment our cute little orange fluff-ball kitten comes bounding towards us meowing. Ravi scoops her up and kisses her nose while she purrs loudly. Okay, maybe I should just accept the fact that I’m going to fall more in love with Ravi every second for the rest of time.

  “So, you fulfilled my long time fantasy tonight, how about if I return the favor?” I offer.

  “Who could possibly say no to that?” Ravi asks with in a deep, gravelly voice.

  “What’ll it be big guy?” I wrap my arms around his neck and lean in close to nuzzle his ear.

  “Well, our whipped cream fight when you first moved in has kind of sparked a long running fantasy for me,” He admits.

  Turning to open the refrigerator I pluck the can of whipped cream from the shelf and turn back to Ravi with a raised eyebrow.

  “You looking for a rematch?” I ask playfully.

  “I was thinking more along the lines of ‘make love, not war’.”

  I shake the can and then spray a line of whipped cream into my cleavage.

  Ravi’s response is a low groan. He closes the space between us in two long strides, lifts me up and sets me on the counter so he’s eye level with his dessert. His strong, soft hands ghost along my shoulders and then push the straps of my dress down until my breasts are exposed.

  “Fuck, how is it possible for you to look sexier every time I lay eyes on you.”

  “How are you still talking instead of face deep in the whipped cream on my tits?”

  “Because as we’ve already established I’m a stupid, stupid man.” Ravi laughs before leaning forward and lapping up the sweet cream coating me.

  My nipples perk up immediately and I fist my fingers through his dark, silky hair. His lips and teeth seek out every last remnant of whipped cream on my skin. And, as soon as he’s done with that he reaches for the can and nudges me into a lying position on the counter. He pulls my dress off, leaving me naked as the day I was born, on our kitchen counter

  “You have the sweetest pussy. I wonder if it could be any sweeter.” Ravi ponders with a suggestive grin before coating me in fluffy white cream from my bellybutton to my pubic bone. He spreads my legs wide, gazing down at me with a wolfish gleam in his eyes. His enticing pink tongue sweeping over his caramel lips and my entire body buzzes in anticipation.

  “Ravi, please.”

  I squirm under his intense gaze. There’s a deep rumble of appreciation and longing in his throat.

  “You have no fucking idea what you do to me Hadley.”

  My name on his lips sends shivers down my spine.

  After an excruciatingly long time his mouth finally latches onto the tender flesh on my hip bone. He sucks it into his mouth, swirling his tongue to devour the whipped cream.

  He takes his time feasting on me, licking every inch of my skin except where I need him the most. I squirm and buck and plead while Ravi acts like he has all the time in the world. My desperate movements do nothing to hurry his progress. He sets up camp for several long minutes kissing and licking a small cluster of freckles just over my right hip bone.

  “I’ve been obsessed with these freckles for years,” He admits. “The first time I saw you in a bikini I noticed the freckles and I swear to god I spent the entire next month jerking off constantly to the thought of licking them.”

  His words send a rush of heat through me veins.

  My skin is on fire and my heart is pounding in my chest as Ravi spreads my legs and peers hungrily at my sex.

  “Whose pussy is this sweetheart?” He asks in that deep, sexy voice of his. I shiver at his words while at the same time the feminist inside me protests a bit.

  “I’m pretty sure it’s my pussy,” I answer breathlessly.

  “Wrong, love, it’s mine.” he sweeps his thumb briefly along my clit. Then, he takes my hand and places it over his hard length. “And, this belongs to you.”

  “Oh yeah?” I stroke him slowly, smiling at his words.

  “Absolutely, for the rest of our lives Hadley, this right here exists solely for your pleasure. Any time this beautiful pussy is aching with need, know that I’ll be hard and ready to make it all better.”

  “Please, Ravi. I need you,” I beg, desperately clutching his hair, trying to pull his mouth to where I’m aching for him.

  Mercifully he complies, burying his face between my legs and running his tongue along my slick, swollen sex. My hips bow off the counter at the first sweep of his tongue and he groans in satisfaction. His mouth devours me fervently alternating between long, slow strokes and deep thrusts. My entire body feels like it’s been immersed in liquid heat. My breath is coming out in shallow gasps and my legs begin to shake.

  “Please, I’m so close.”

  Ravi plunges two fingers into me and that’s all it takes to send me over the edge. I grind against his lips as I chase every last pulse of the orgasm barreling through me.

  Once I’m shaking and spent Ravi slowly removing his fingers. He places several small kisses along my inner thigh whispering ‘mine’ after each one.

  As soon as I catch my breath I grab the can of whipped cream and launch myself off of the counter at him, tackling him to the hard kitchen floor.

  “Ouch, god damn I think you broke my ass,” Ravi complains with a laugh.

  “Sorry. Do you want me to kiss it and make it better?” I tease.

  “Shut up smart ass.”

  He pulls me down and slams his mouth into mine with a desperate groan.

  My entire universe is comprised of the hard arousal filling the front of his jeans, his fingers roughly on my hips, and his taste clinging to my lips. Reaching between us I make quick work of his button fly and find that he’s going commando. I force his pants down his hips just enough to completely free him.

  I slide over his cock, coating him with my arousal and eliciting another gruff moan from his lips. Reaching over I grab the can of whipped cream and write on his chest in big, creamy letters: ‘MINE’.

  Ravi glances down to read it and lets out a gravelly laugh. I slide my phone off the counter and snap a picture of Ravi’s smooth, caramel colored chest covered in my territorial cl
aim.

  “You can’t keep that picture babe.”

  “Don’t worry, it doesn’t have your face in it,” I assure him, replacing my phone and leaning forward to lick up the whipped cream.

  “Oh yeah, and how many other beautiful brown skinned boys do you know well enough to get naked with?”

  “Only three,” I taunt, grazing his nipple with my teeth before sliding down onto his straining cock.

  Ravi’s hips buck up and his hands dig into my thighs as I take him so deep I swear I can feel him near my ribs.

  “You own this cock. Do you know that Hadley?”

  “Absolutely,” I grin triumphantly.

  Ravi sits up, bringing us face to face and gives him a new and exciting angle. His strong arms wrap around my waist and he buries his face between my tits, kissing my scar fervently. His hips rock into mine delivering long, full strokes that set my body humming like a live wire.

  This is such a stark contrast to the rough, hurried fuck we’d shared in the bathroom at the party. Don’t get me wrong, that had been fan-fucking-tastic. But this, this is almost soul deep. Ravi kisses and licks every inch of skin he can reach, murmuring about how beautiful I am and how good I make him feel.

  “You’re mine Hadley, and I’m yours,” He says matter-of-factly against my slick skin.

  I nod exuberantly in response, all words lost to the tight coiling in my stomach and between my legs.

  “That’s it baby, you’re so close. I want feel you come, I want you to squeeze my dick so hard.”

  His words send me tumbling over the edge, milking his cock as his thrusts become erratic and animalistic sounds tear from his chest.

  When it’s he pulls me down with him to lay on the cold tile of the kitchen floor.

  “We are really good at that,” I say breathlessly, tracing small circles on his chest.

  “We definitely are,” He agrees with a laugh. “It feels so right to be like you like this. Being with you, it’s like breathing, it’s absolutely necessary.”

  “Wow,” I whisper, tracing the muscles of his stomach with my index finger. “You really have a way with words.”