by Harper Sloan
“Dammit, Ian! Give me two more fucking shots and I’ll leave. Your dumbass friend stood me up without so much a reason. You at least owe me that just for being his fucking friend,” I burst out, getting pissed that he was trying to cut me off.
He sighed heavily and slammed two more shot glasses in front of me, filling them up. Smiling, I tossed those two back as well. The band started up again so I decided I would go dancing. Feeling more and more affected by the shots by the second, I half-danced half-stumbled toward the stage.
As the music thrummed on, I started dancing, running my fingers through my hair. A couple of different guys tried dancing with me, but I was so wasted, that I could barely stand and they lost interest. When the set finally ended, I started jumping up and down, shouting, “Encore!” The world began spinning wildly on me and I completely passed out, slamming my head on the hardwood floor.
When I came to, I was being carried by a pair of strong arms. The arms carried me straight to a black sedan, and I passed out once more.
A dark two weeks…
The pills help take the edge off of my insanity. And even though I don’t feel like doing anything, I know I have to take my finals. After next week, I’ll be able to finally close this horrible chapter on my life.
I have the first of five starting in half an hour. Three are scheduled today and the other two will be for tomorrow. Pepper is watching me from her bed over her book, which means she’s analyzing my mood again.
“Ready for your finals?” she asks quietly.
“I guess. Just ready to get them all over with,” I say honestly, grabbing up my book bag.
“Good luck, hon,” she smiles at me.
Instead of smiling back, I just wave. When I open the door to leave, my heart falls all the way into my stomach. Fucking Bray.
“Andi, hear me out,” he pleads, advancing toward me. I’m going to be sick. I’m going to throw up right here. My tears are now falling helplessly down my face. He reaches to wipe them and I jerk away quickly, slapping his hand away.
Pepper realizes something is up and I can hear her bolting to the door. I’m frozen, staring at his handsome face. I hate him. She grabs my hand and pulls me back into the room then rushes out the door, slamming it shut behind her. I can hear them arguing.
“Leave her the fuck alone. Do not ever come back here again. You have left her a fucking mess, and I just made progress with her. You ruined her, Bray. Leave it be and don’t ever try to contact her again or I will fucking kill you. Don’t test me,” Pepper seethes.
Retreating back to my bed, I collapse, trying to tune out his response. God, I hate him. And it hurts so bad.
I could feel the sun shining on my face, causing me to squint. Oh my God. I had a splitting headache. How did I get to bed? I had really no recollection after falling to the floor last night. Wow, I had made a big fool out of myself last night.
I came to the realization that a heavy arm was draped across my middle. Crap! I took home some stranger last night. I hope to God he remembered to use a condom. Pepper would be pissed at my carelessness.
Finally, I braved opening my eyes and sighed with relief when I recognized the dark, messy hair on the pillow next to me. Somehow Jackson had found me and brought me back to my apartment last night. I remembered now being carried in his muscular arms to his car. My anger from being stood up resurfaced. I pulled my fully clothed body from underneath him and headed to the shower. After I got the bar smell off of me, I would kick him out.
In the middle of washing my hair, the shower curtain flung open and a very naked Jackson stepped in with me. “What the hell, Jackson?” I shrieked, covering myself. “Get out of my shower!”
“No. Listen, Andi. I’m really sorry about last night. I had a work thing that came out of nowhere and I was caught in the middle of an unfortunate business dealing. I should have made time to call you and explain, but quite honestly, I was too stressed out at the moment,” he explained.
Turning my back to him, I said, “Yeah, well, what’s done is done. I’m not really into this whole thing we’re doing. I think it would be best if you would leave.” Instead of getting out like I ordered him to, he grabbed my hips and pulled them to his hardness. I gasped in surprise, but before I could complain, one hand snaked around, grabbing my breast.
The instant his fingers grazed my nipple, I melted into his touch. Damn him. Trying to find some resolve to get him to leave, I started to pull away again, but when the other hand met my clit, I no longer had the willpower to try. He furiously started rubbing my sex, causing me to pant wildly. This wasn’t supposed to happen but now I felt powerless against his wishes.
He had me screaming out my orgasm minutes later. Not giving me time to recover, he spun me around and pressed me into the wall with his body. His mouth dipped down to mine and captured it. We began kissing heatedly, not being able to get enough of each other’s lips and tongues. Breaking from me, he slipped out of the shower and was back in, dick sheathed in a condom before I could even ask where he went.
Grabbing my ass cheeks, he easily hoisted me up against the wall. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around him. He groaned at our position and teased my entrance with his cock. “Jackson,” I moaned as I threw my head back. Taking it as permission, he slammed into me. Our slippery bodies slapped wildly, and I had to hold on to him for dear life so I wouldn’t fall.
He sucked on my neck as he continued to fuck me. My body finally started convulsing as my orgasm coursed through me again. His followed almost immediately after. We both were shaking from the exertion. Pecking my neck, he slowly eased me off of him and back to my feet.
“So fucking amazing,” he growled into my ear. I smiled because it had been pretty amazing and unexpected. It looked like I’d let him stay for one more day. The weekend wasn’t over yet.
A dark two weeks…
Luckily, Pepper was good at being a nagging bitch. Even though I missed the first final, she typed out an email to my professor and got permission for me to take it on Wednesday. Her negotiation skills would make her dad proud.
I walk in with just minutes to spare on my second test. Immediately, the professor hands me the papers and I drop down into a chair to start. The words are just a jumbled mess. I try to focus on the terminology, but it all seems like nonsense to me. Thankfully the test is multiple choice and I can sort of guess my way through it.
After the test, I practically run back to the safety of my dorm. There’s a letter on the door. Tearing it open, I can hardly read the words through my tears.
Andi,
I love you. I made a mistake. Please forgive me.
Bray
Fuck you, Bray. You are shredding my heart and I can’t take it anymore! Running into the room, I head straight for the bottle of vodka we keep stowed away for emergencies. This constitutes as an emergency. I start chugging until blackness threatens to take over my vision.
The rest of the shower was quiet and uneventful. I was still pissed at him for standing me up, but it didn’t really matter anyway since tonight was our last night together. Might as well make the best of it. Opting for comfort, I put on some jeans and a sweater. Deciding he didn’t get pretty Andi, I tossed my hair into a wet bun and went with no makeup.
After dressing, I noticed he had put his rumpled suit back on. “Do you have to work today?” I asked him hesitantly. His five-o’ clock shadow was really dark now since didn’t have anything to shave with in my shower. It looked rugged and sexy as hell.
“Nah, I can take a day off. What do you want to do today?” he asked, pulling me in for an embrace.
“Lunch sounds good since we’ve already missed breakfast.”
Smiling, he agreed, “Okay. I will run home and change and pick you back up in thirty minutes.”
I frowned at his words. For some reason, I felt like he might ditch me again. When he saw my face, he dropped his smile.
“Andi, I said I’m fucking sorry. I’m going to come back. We can grab
lunch and then take a walk. I promise I’ll be back,” he shot out, trying to convince me. I just nodded my response. He huffed and got ready to try and persuade me some more, but the bursting of girly voices through the front door distracted us.
I grabbed his hand and pulled him into the living room with me so I could greet Pepper and Olive.
“Hey, girls! Did you have fun at your parents’?” I asked Pepper.
“Meh, it was fine. Mom was once again her scatter-brained self, and I ended up doing most of it all myself anyway. We got it done though, and the event is going on now as we speak,” she told me, glancing behind me at Jackson, clearly waiting for a formal introduction.
“Hey, Jackson,” Olive chirped, waving to him.
“Hey, Olive. I’m Jackson by the way,” he greeted, extending his hand to Pepper.
She ignored it and spat, “Yeah, you’re fucking my friend for the weekend. Wear a raincoat. I don’t need her getting any diseases.” Jackson slowly lowered his hand, realizing she was just being a bitch. Turning to me, she asked, “So, Andi, how was your date? Olive said sushi was on the menu.”
Understanding she was going to be pissed at him, I decided to skirt the issue. “Oh, it was great. You know me, sushi, yum,” I lied. Olive just smiled happily, enjoying any sort of details from my date. I sensed Jackson wincing at my words, which made Pepper narrow her eyes at him.
“Sounds fun,” she said unenthusiastically, sniffing out my lie.
“Fuck. I stood her up, okay? Then her little ass got wasted at Dempsey’s and I had to come rescue her. I was an ass but I’m going to make it up to her today,” he huffed out guiltily.
Pepper glared at him. “Oh my God, Andi, I am so glad that today is Sunday. Sometimes your little games suck. I, for one, get exhausted at having to watch you play them,” she seethed and stalked to her bedroom, slamming the door behind her.
Looking embarrassed, Olive skittered off to her room, leaving me and Jackson standing awkwardly in the living room. Things were so hot and cold with Jackson. Never a happy medium. Shrugging my shoulders, I walked him to the door.
“See you in thirty minutes, maybe,” I half-joked as I opened the door. He sighed heavily and pushed me against the doorframe. Leaning forward, he put his lips close to mine as he glared at me with his dark chocolate eyes. They were easy to melt into.
“I will see you in thirty minutes, I promise,” he vowed angrily. Then he pressed his lips to mine for a chaste kiss.
Tearing away from me, he ran down the hallway. I guessed he was going to come back after all. Only time would tell.
A dark two weeks…
Vodka is good. So good. So, so good! Whoa? The room just spun a bit. I better not drink anymore since I have another test today. Okay, just one more shot.
“What the fuck?” demands an angry Pepper as she burst into our room. “Andi! What have you done? You have a freaking test in an hour. Shit!”
“Bray-di-bray-bray-hey,” I babble at her before succumbing to uncontrollable laughter.
“Dammit, Andi. Get it the fuck together.” She pulls me up to my feet. Geez, the world is swaying again. “We’re going to the coffee shop. Let’s go,” she barks pulling me from the room.
When we start to walk, I stumble a little and almost land on my ass. I hysterically laugh some more. Her glare is menacing at this point.
“He wrote me a letter. He wants me to forgive him,” I slur to her as tears start falling.
“Come here, hon. He’s a jackass and you’re letting him ruin your life. Let’s get you some coffee.” She sighs and brings me in for a hug.
Twenty-eight minutes is all he took. Damn, that boy could move. I couldn’t help but laugh at him when I opened the door. Chest heaving, face still unshaven, hair waving from air drying—he had actually hustled for me. Okay, today should be fun after all.
“Miss me yet?” he panted, his eyebrow quirking up. Giggling, I swatted at him. He playfully grabbed my wrist and pulled me to him. “Because I sure missed you,” he grinned. Gently, he brushed his lips against mine. Adorable Jackson was quite irresistible.
Wrapping my free hand around his neck, I brought him back down for a deeper kiss. Instantly, the chemistry reignited. It was so hot and cold with us, but now it was scorching. I pulled his lip between my teeth and he groaned.
Releasing my wrist, he snaked both of his arms around me to grab handfuls of my ass through my jeans and pulled my body close to his. I pressed my breasts into his chest, needing to feel him there too. As if he realized we weren’t going anywhere until certain needs were met, he lifted me up by my hips and my legs automatically wrapped around him. Hastily, he stormed us into my room, kicking the door shut behind us.
Setting me down in front of the bed, he pulled off my sweater in one swift move. He followed mine with revealing his own toned chest. Kneeling, he kissed my lower stomach. I moaned at the touch. Deftly, he unfastened my jeans and rolled them down my legs. I lifted each foot so he could pull them off all the way. His kisses on my stomach continued, and he even placed some along the panty line. Shivering, I ran my fingers through his still damp hair.
He was kissing me all over but not where I wanted him to really kiss me. I leaned into his kisses, hinting at what I needed from him. Finally, he dragged his tongue up the center of my folds through my lacey panties. I cried out in delight. Growling, he pushed me backward until I fell onto the bed. He slid my panties off in one quick swoop.
After he spread my legs, his tongue started lapping me up. I began bucking off of the bed to meet his touch. While he hungrily drove me closer and closer to the edge of sanity, he slid his hands up to my breasts and gently pinched my nipples through the fabric of the bra. The combination of all the sensations caused my body to tighten and shiver as my orgasm pulsed through me.
“Oh my God,” I moaned, finally starting to relax afterwards. He chuckled into my sex, his breath tickling me before pulling away.
“You are cute when you come,” he observed, still grinning.
“Jackson!” I scolded him while laughing. He looked incredibly sexy standing by the bed with his hair going every direction from air drying with no product. His bare chest had a sheen of sweat across it, making it glisten in the morning sun that streamed in through the window. The jeans he wore hung low on his hips, giving me a glimpse of his Calvin Klein’s underneath. Yummy.
Thinking just that, I sat up on the bed and scooted off so that I was standing in front of him. My hands gently ran across his chest and fluttered over his perfect abs. All traces of his playfulness were gone as he gazed intensely down at me, questioning with his eyes what was next.
Pushing just hard enough to get him to walk backwards, I pushed until he was standing in front of the chair in my room. Dragging my hands downward, I found the button to his jeans and unfastened them so that they fell to the floor. I hooked my thumbs in his underwear and jerked them down as well.
“Sit,” I ordered. Smirking at my bossiness, he obeyed. Kneeling down, I finished removing the clothes and took a moment to admire his cock. It glistened a bit at the tip, indicating how turned on he was.
Leaning forward, I grabbed it and pulled it into my mouth. He groaned the moment I began tonguing and sucking it. Even though I had slept with many men in the past few months, he was only the second person I had ever done this to. With Bray, I did it because I loved him. With Jackson, I just really wanted to.
His hands laced themselves into my hair as I picked up my pace. I couldn’t take his large size very far, but he didn’t seem to be complaining.
When I imagined him getting to be really close, I reached up and gently cupped his balls, which sent him over the edge. He spurted hot and furiously into my mouth and I swallowed it down. Once I was sure he was done, I pulled away, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.
He started laughing. “Need a napkin?” I rolled my eyes at him and got him the only way I knew how—by tickling his ribs.
He jerked up out of the chair and a
way from me, roaring with laughter. When he laughed like this, it was so infectious. Giggling but determined, I ran after him. He’d only made it to the edge of the bed when I caught him from behind and he yanked away from me again in hysterics. At this point, I was laughing so hard at his aversion to tickling.
This time when I reached for him, he grabbed my wrists and twisted them around to my back so that we were chest to chest, both of which were still heaving from our laughter. “Woman, you have got to quit doing that!” he admonished.
“What are you going to do about it? It’s my secret weapon against you. You have nothing against the all-powerful Andi!” I taunted him.
“Well, it would appear that you are pretty powerless at the moment,” he advised. I licked my lips because being unable to move and naked with this really sexy man was freaking hot. His eyes shot down to my lips. The man couldn’t stand it when I did that. As if on cue, I felt his cock harden in between us.
Forgetting that we were playing, he ducked his head and began kissing my neck. I started panting heavily as he licked and nibbled. My hips, on their own accord, tried to grind into his. He growled and sucked my neck really hard. “Hey! You’ll leave a hickey!” I shrieked, trying to pull away, but since he still had my hands pinned behind me, I was powerless. With one last hard suck, he broke away from my neck and smiled.
“Bastard. I’m going to look like such a slut tomorrow at work,” I chastised. His laughter rumbled from his own chest to mine since we were still so close. Giving him a taste of his own medicine, I leaned into his perfect chest, brought his nipple between my teeth, and bit down until he started to release me. But instead of letting me go, he dropped down on the bed, bringing me with him.
He finally let go of my wrists now that I was on top of him on the bed. His hands made their way up to my hair, and he pulled my head to his so he could press his lips to mine. Suddenly all playfulness was gone and I really wanted him inside of me. I captured his mouth with mine and began exploring with my tongue. His tongue met mine with each movement as we kissed in perfect synchronization.