His dimples appeared as a wide smile stretched across his face. “See? It’s not so bad. Now I got you right where I want you.” His hands moved to the back of my thighs and brought my legs up to wrap around his waist, dipping his head down to meet mine.
“You are so beautiful,” he repeated again, studying my face before he gently touched my lips with his. “You too.” I felt his smile against my lips and the he nudged my mouth open with his tongue. I was only telling the truth. His brown eyes were twinkling and his hair a mess, just how I liked it. His strong jaw was covered with light stubble that brushed against me. He was still fully clothed, but I knew that what was underneath was just as beautiful.
His tongue curled with mine and our lips seem to move in sync as we familiarized ourselves with each other again. I swear he tasted exactly like that pink bubble gum chew. I had bought several packs of it since the night we first kissed.
His hands moved down to my bra without breaking his lips from mine. And just to make sure I was lying completely naked, his thumb slid into the elastic of my panties and pushed them quickly down my legs. I pushed on his chest lightly and he gave me a quizzical look, thinking I was trying to put a stop to this. But there was no stopping this, nothing else, no one else, was on my mind right now besides Dylan Turner.
I pulled at the hem of his shirt and his look of confusion was replaced with a cocky smirk as he helped me along. “Oh I get it, you can’t wait to see what’s underneath all of this?” He motioned to his body and stood up on his knees as I helped him with his jeans and pulled on the band of his boxers.
“Ugh, Paige,” he groaned out, briefly squeezing his eyes shut. “Are you sure you want to take things that far?” He searched my face with his eyes and I give him a nod of my head. “I need to hear you say it, Paige.”
Of course he had to make things difficult, always demanding and in control. “Yes, Dylan I’m sure,” I whispered out and his serious look was replaced with a smirk once again. “Good. ’Cause once these come off, there’s no going back.” His boxers joined the rest of our discarded clothes on the floor and the mood turned serious once again as he cupped one of my breasts.
His lips found mine again, making me breathless with the intensity. His fingers trailed down my stomach to land between my legs and he started to explore, slowly thrusting in. I let out a low moan when he made contact and his pace quickened. “You like that baby?” I moaned in response and he sped up even more, sending me in to complete overdrive.
My hips arched off the bed into his hardness and he pressed his weight down to grind against me. His knee wedged my legs apart and he sunk down, slowly filling me up. The pain was quick and brief, just causing a stinging sensation, while he froze above me to let my body adapt.
After watching my face intently, he completely lowered his body down to mine, thrusting and groaning into my ear. Our tempo grew stronger and stronger as the silent room was filled with pants and the slapping of our bare skin.
I thrashed my head back and forth, surprised at the sounds coming out of me when the feelings flowing through me grew even more intense when he lowered his head back down to my breasts, swirling around each nipple with his warm mouth. His mouth let go with a pop, whispering out in a husky voice, “Not gonna last much longer baby, you feel so good.”
His pace increased and I wrapped my legs around his waist to bring him closer. I felt like I was on a rollercoaster and I never wanted the ride to end. I called out his name as the feelings running through me exploded and his movements got jerkier before Dylan collapsed over me.
“Wow,” I panted out, staring at the white ceiling while running my fingers through his hair. His head was buried in my chest and I could feel his quick heartbeats thumping against me. “Yeah, wow.” His head lifted and his eyes locked with mine. “That was amazing.”
A single finger trailed lightly across my cheek before he rolled to the side, making me miss the feeling of his body against mine. I thought that maybe he was getting up to leave or maybe he was hinting for me to. I wasn’t sure and an awkward feeling crept into my chest, not knowing how to handle the situation.
He slightly sat up and glanced over at the digital alarm clock on his dresser, which I took as my cue to leave. “Whoa, whoa where do you think you’re going?” He halted my body from making any further movement and pulled me down, covering us with the thick black comforter, and wrapping his warm body around mine.
“Did you really think I would let you leave after that?” He lightly grazed my shoulder with his teeth and the shivers were already running through me again. “You’re probably going to get sick of me real quick, because I’m not letting you go anywhere.”
Chapter 12
Paige
I woke up early the next morning, interrupted from the warmth of Dylans body wrapped around mine, by the sound of my phone repeatedly buzzing. I stared down at him, taking in each feature on his face that looked almost angelic when he was asleep. What he did to me last night was anything but angelic. And what he did a few hours later was pure evil, but I enjoyed every second of it. Nothing compared to what that boy could do with his tongue.
I pulled back his arm that was snuggly wrapped around my waist, and when that didn’t wake him, I proceeded to remove his leg that was twisted with mine. He snuggled up closer to my empty pillow and I carefully maneuvered over him to scoop up my phone. Five missed calls and eight new text messages.
I quickly scrolled through them, seeing that they were all from either Kitty or Ben. The guilt washed over me as what I did sank in. I had just done the same thing to Ben that his ex had done to him. What kind of person does that? I know our relationship wasn’t that serious, but I should have at least considered his feelings. I just had to end things, what he didn’t know, wouldn’t hurt him. And I couldn’t go on pretending with him anyway. What I felt for Ben was multiplied by…infinity when it came to Dylan.
I felt an arm wrap around my waist from behind and my body was pulled back down to the bed. “What’s the matter, Sparky?” he murmured out, his eyes still half closed and filled with sleep. He placed a gentle kiss on my forehead and I couldn’t help but snuggle closer into his body.
“I feel like a whore,” I mumbled into his chest. I felt his arms tighten around me and he pulled us both up into a sitting position. “What? Why?” His eyes searched mine and I really wasn’t sure how to respond, so he didn’t wait for me to.
“What we had, what we have, is like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. There’s this pull between us that’s so electric, I know you can feel it too. We might have started things off ass backwards, but I want things to work between us. You just have to take the risk Paige, that’s all I’m asking.” His brown eyes seemed to grow deeper as he waited for my answer and I couldn’t take it.
I threw a hand over my face and let out a muffled groan. “I know Dylan, I feel the same way. It’s just…I didn’t even have to think about giving my virginity up to you. It felt so right and I’m happy it was with you.” I cracked a finger and took in his shocked expression, his brown eyes going wide.
“You were a virgin? I mean I could tell that you were pretty innocent, but not that innocent,” he sputtered out, rubbing a hand over his face. “Um, yes. Aren’t guys supposed to be able to tell or something?”
“Uh, not that I know of, it’s not like some kind of signal goes off, alerting us of virgins. I mean I could feel how tight you were but I didn’t stop to think…Why didn’t you say something? If I would have known I would have taken things a lot slower. Maybe lit candles and some of that other girly shit.”
I let out a snort as I rolled over and straddled his body with mine. A grin spreading across my face at the thought that he might have tried to be romantic…even a little bit, I guess. “It’s not that Dylan. Last night was perfect and exactly how I wanted it. It’s just that I’m still with Ben and even though we aren’t serious, I feel like I betrayed him.”
Dylan bit his lip as he contemplated what
I had just said. “I see your point Paige, but you’re mine now.” His hands grasped my hips to pull me down closer and I could feel his erection pushing against me, instantly making me wet. “You just have to break it to him; I mean you don’t really have to tell him about us if you don’t want to. Just let him down easily.”
I nodded my head and leaned down to kiss him. “Your right, that’s what I’ll do. Who needs Kitty when I can come to you for all of the advice?” He grinned as his tongue slipped out from between his lips to meet mine.
Morning breath? I don’t think that existed when it came to Dylan Turner. I felt him lift me by the hips slightly and he easily slid into me from underneath entering my warmth, easing all of the tension right out of my body.
Chapter 13
Dylan
I groaned into the empty pillow, deeply breathing in Paige’s scent that she had left behind. After the most amazing night (and morning) of my life, she had gotten dressed, saying that she needed to head back to her dorms to freshen up before we met up for tailgating.
Watching her cover up that beautiful naked body was almost painful, and I had to throw a pillow over my face before I dragged her back into my empty feeling bed. I knew how nervous she was about talking to Ben though, so I let her go.
She asked that I keep my hands to myself for the day until she broke the news to the douchebag and I reluctantly agreed. Plus, I knew she was meeting up with her best friend, Jake, after the game since our teams were playing each other and I figured they would want some time to hang.
I was a little nervous about meeting yet another guy in Paige’s life, but she insisted that they were just friends, nothing more. When she filled me in that he would be spending the night with her, it took everything in me not to explode. A white- hot fury filled my chest that I had never experienced before, just thinking about another guy getting to spend the night with my Sparky.
But our relationship was fresh; I didn’t want to start things off looking like a jealous jackass. We needed to learn how to trust each other and I guess this was the best test. Hopefully, the guy had gotten beaten with the ugly stick, but I figured that wasn’t the case. Paige was most likely oblivious that her ‘best friend’ was in love with her.
What guy, in his right mind, wouldn’t be when it came to her? I mean holy fuck, I could still remember how she looked when she came on my dick this morning, the most beautiful sight I had ever seen.
Her head tossed back, with curls flowing around her bare, pale shoulders. Her puffy lips pursed in concentration, causing her cheekbones to jut out even more, while I gripped her full, round ass in my hands, pulling her body down to meet mine with a hard thrust. Fuck, I was getting hard just thinking about it.
A loud banging on my door interrupted my fantasy and I heard Chris shout through the door. “C’mon Turner, hurry it up. Claire’s already bitchin’ at me about last night and we’re late.” I groaned as I sat up and walked over to my dresser to pull out fresh clothes.
Yeah, I’m sure Claire had already reamed his ass this morning and he probably had a roaring hang over. That dude got out of control when he drank, I think it was because he was typically such a laid- back guy and every once in a while, he just needed to let loose.
I grinned as thoughts of Paige entered my mind again and I conjured up a picture of what she would be wearing today. She always looked extra sexy in those cowboy boots. Maybe I could convince her to wear those and nothing else later on, if everything went my way. At least I had one thing to look forward to today.
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We showed up late for tailgating with the Chapmans, mainly in part to the epic fight Chris and Claire had in the driveway before they both finally got into the car, slamming their doors behind them and continuing our drive in silence. Usually, Chris just took all of Claire’s shit, but this time he wasn’t having it and I was proud of my buddy.
Nothing was bringing me down from this high that was courtesy of the one and only Paige Brinton. Nothing, until I walked up short, freezing in place when I saw douchebag’s arm around my girl’s waist.
I thought I had prepared myself for this, but I was the only one supposed to touch her body. My fists twitched just wanting to instantly nail the guy in his face. Paige shot me a nervous look when I walked up, probably afraid that I was going to cut the guy’s arm off or something, which I probably would have if something had been in sight.
I tried to ignore them as I walked by and greeted Tim and Susanne each with a hug. Bryce, who I hadn’t seen in two weeks even though we lived in the same house, was busy setting out all of the food with his girlfriend, Marcy, that he basically lived with. Jared was deep in conversation with the girl who I thought was one of Paige’s suitemates, Saddie or Hattie, something like that. Kitty was nowhere in sight, so that left me with the other blonde chick…
“Hi, I’m Kylie,” she purred out, flipping a blonde curl over her shoulder. “Hey, Dylan.” I stuck out my hand and she took it in hers, not letting go. “Oh I know who you are.” She leaned closer and I could smell the expensive perfume reeking off her. Yeah, she was hot, kind of looked like Kitty’s clone, but she definitely had a bitchier vibe to her. I had Paige now though and really had no interest in any other girls.
“You want something to drink?” she asked, never letting go of my hand and taking a sip of hers, before offering it to me and I declined with a shake of my head. She licked her lips and stuck out her bottom lip at me. Wow, this girl was pulling out all of the stops, but little did she know none of them were going to work.
Her hand was finally ripped from mine and I looked over to meet eyes with Paige, who had hip bumped Kylie out of the way. “Hey Kylie, I think Kitty was looking for you outside,” she said in a sickly sweet tone that the girl obviously didn’t detect. “Oh, ok,” she replied in a bubbly voice. “See you in a little bit, Dylan,” she added with a flutter of her lashes.
“What was that all about? Couldn’t you have told her you were involved with someone and told her to get lost?” Paige hissed out, resting a hand on her hip and glaring at me. “Aw, Sparky were you jealous?” I leaned closer and placed a hand on her bare back, her heated stare turning me on.
She was driving me crazy with the black dress she had on that ran high in the front and had an open back. And of course, the cowboy boots. I whispered into her ear exactly what I wanted to do to her in those boots and she blushed, placing her hands against my chest to lightly shove me away, but I could tell the idea turned her on too.
“Hey, what’s going on?” The douchebag slid up next to Paige, lacing his fingers between hers, looking between the two of us. “Not much man,” I shoved my twitching hands into my pockets and backed up a few inches. “Just talking to Paige about some work stuff.”
“You two work together?” He quirked an eyebrow at Paige and she stared back at him blankly before responding. “Oh yeah, I didn’t tell you that?”
“No, you somehow forgot to mention it,” he replied in a tight voice and pulled Paige closer against his body like he was staking his claim. Little did he know, I had already beaten him to it.
He stared back at me with narrowed eyes and I couldn’t help but smirk, I could easily take him if need be. That just seemed to make the tension even thicker and I could tell how uncomfortable Paige was. Her nails were chewed to shit.
“Hey Dylan, could I speak to you for a moment?” Susanne broke the stare down and threw an arm around my shoulder to pull me towards the kitchen area. I caught Paige’s eye as I turned away and douchebag seemed to be ranting at her in a low tone. Asshole.
“So honey, how have you been? I feel like we haven’t been able to have any of our talks lately. Are you too busy for me, mister?”
“I’m never too busy for you Susanne. I’m sorry about that, I’ll make sure to call you more often. You know how things get with school and work. And baseball is going to be added into the mix soon enough, making it pure chaos.” She replied with a bob of her blonde hai
r that was so similar to the rest of her kids, and pulled me into a warm hug that reminded me of home.
Tim and Susanne had opened their home to me when Chris and I first became friends, and it was where I spent all of my breaks. It really was the first place where I really felt that I belonged.
“That’s alright Dylan, I think I talk to you more often than I talk to my own kids. And I’m sure we’ll be able to catch up plenty with Thanksgiving break coming up. Do you think you’ll be bringing you’re girlfriend along?” She reached up to smooth my hair back and finally gave up with a smile, there was no way to tame that mess.
“Um…” I stared blankly back at her trying to think of what girlfriend she was referring to. Apparently, she had been talking to Chris’s big mouth.
“You mean Sara? That definitely wasn’t anything serious. Besides there’s this other girl I’m sort of interested in so…” I trailed off glancing around the full room, but not catching sight of the familiar sandy curls.
“Hmm...” she replied, her green eyes lighting up. “Are you in love, Dylan Turner? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you look so happy before. Who’s the lucky girl then? Are going to bring her home with you? What’s she like?”
I knew 20 questions would be coming soon enough from Susanne, but I wasn’t quite ready to spill the beans about Paige. I would at least respect her wishes about dumping Ben first, before we started something up officially.
“You’ll find out soon enough, but for now it’s a secret.” Her lower lip pouted out, just like Kitty’s did whenever she didn’t get her way and I couldn’t help but laugh. Usually I gave in, but this time I wasn’t going to budge. Soon enough Paige Brinton would be all mine and everyone would know about it.
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The crowd erupted as the field cleared for half time, cheering on our team that was up by 21 points. We were definitely kicking Florida’s ass so far, even though I hadn’t been able to catch much of the game. Between keeping my eyes on Paige and the douchebag, who were situated right in front me, and warding off the roaming hands of Kylie, who had somehow ended up right next to me, I could barely watch was happening on the field.
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