Wreck Me - An Enemies-to-Lovers Romance

by Lee Mae

  I might be left with no friends, but I wasn’t sure how good of friends those people had been anyway. Maybe it was better to be on my own. Besides, if things went the way I hoped they would, I wouldn’t be alone for long.

  I approached Nikki and her friends, ready to start a new chapter. The guy in all black motioned to me, and Nicole turned around, a puzzled smile on her face.

  “You look gorgeous,” I said, meaning it. She was in a pale blue silk dress that fit like a second skin, her hair pulled up into an elegant pile of gentle waves. I wasn’t able to take my eyes off the expanse of pale skin showing along the deep V of the neckline.

  Her smile widened and she blushed. “Thanks. You’re not so bad yourself.”

  I looked over at her friends. “Hey.”

  “Hey,” the girls said, almost as if in chorus, then they started laughing.

  I realized that Nicole’s group was the most eccentrically dressed. Like me, they’d spurned the typical dance attire in favor of a streetwear flavor. They were primed to have fun, and their energy was infectious.

  “This slaps!” squealed Trinity when a dance hit came on. She started bouncing on her platform boots, then grabbed Angel’s hand. “Dance with me!”

  Angel, resplendent in white, had come with actual angel wings, feathers and all. She followed Trinity onto the dance floor and the girls started vibing. Nicole smiled at her, and her face light up, hitting me like a bolt of lightning.

  I knew in that moment that I was more than into her. I wanted Nikki, and not just for a hookup. I was falling for her, in a way I’d never experienced with anyone else. She was becoming my obsession, and I didn’t want it to stop.

  “Dance with me,” I said when the rhythm slowed. For a moment, I thought she would say no. But she didn’t.

  She took my hand, and together we stepped onto the dance floor.

  As I held her in my arms, I fell into her green eyes. “God, you’re beautiful,” I said, not even realizing that I was speaking.

  She looked up at me, an angelic smile on her perfect features. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

  “Thanks. My mom helped me get ready.”

  Nicole erupted into giggles. “Really?”

  “Yeah. She’s the one who painted my nails.”

  Nicole inspected my hands. “She must have a very steady hand. Are you sure you two are related?”

  It was my turn to laugh. That was one thing that happened with Nikki that I hadn’t experienced in a long time. She made me smile until my face hurt.

  Another slow song, and she was laying her head on my shoulder. The closeness between us was drove me mad. I could smell her, a faintly floral scent that reminded me of a summer meadow. I wanted to overdose on that heady aroma.

  I felt the loss of closeness when the song ended and we wandered back to the group. Ash suggested we go outside and get some air, so I followed along with the group. We headed outside and to the back of the school.

  The moon was high, bathing the field in light. Sam, with her artistic eye, suggested taking some photos lying in the grass in their formal attire, and I was happy to lend a hand, helping to take photos of the friends as they posed in the field.

  “Lay down next to her,” Sam said, putting a hand on my shoulder and pointing to Nicole, who was lying in the grass, making ethereal poses in the moonlight.

  I settled in beside her, and when she started suggesting poses I obliged. I wasn’t usually one for taking pictures, but these guys made it interesting, and soon I was surprising myself by getting into it.

  “This looks just like a fashion magazine ad,” Sam whispered. “Shoot it in black and white.”

  I ran my finger down her arm, reveling in the softness of her skin. The moonlight gave her a glow that was otherworldly, and I wanted to bask in that glow.

  “What are you guys doing out here? Making amateur porn?”

  I turned my head to find Leigh and Nate leading a group of lackeys toward us.

  Fuck.

  I looked at Nikki and noticed the light had left her eyes. It made me angry. I was tired of Leigh and her followers sprinkling their hate over everything.

  I climbed to my feet, then pulled Nikki to hers. It was time for a facedown with the Queen Bee and break off her stinger once and for all.

  12

  NIKKI

  “HEY, HUNTY,” LEIGH said, coming toward me with a smile on her face like ice cream wouldn’t melt in her mouth. “I knew you were a bottom feeder, but I didn’t expect to see you crawling around on the ground like an actual worm.”

  Her words were designed to provoke a reaction, and I could feel Zack stiffen at my side. A quick look at his face showed me he was pissed off. I’d seen what could happen when Zack got pissed, and I’d even sneaked a peek back on social media to follow up on Trent after the party.

  There hadn’t been anything on his profile, but his girlfriend posted a pic of his face whining about the “three thugs who robbed her bae.” I’d giggled for hours over the fact that Trent lied about having his behind whipped by Zack. Three guys, huh? Sure.

  Not that I expected Zack to tackle Leigh and beat her to a pulp. Even if that was my current fantasy. But I knew Leigh treated Nate like her personal attack dog, and I didn’t relish seeing a boxing match between two of the most muscular and athletic dudes in school.

  I grabbed his arm. “Let’s go back inside. I want to dance some more.”

  “Okay.”

  My friends gathered behind us, Zack and I brushed past Leigh and her squad. She turned to watch us, unable to stop herself from getting one last dig in. “Have fun with the reject crew, Zack. Call me when you’re done with your hookup, honey.”

  Zack turned around, and he was too strong for me to stop. “I wouldn’t call you if I was poisoned and you had the only antidote. You’ve been throwing yourself at me for months. If I wanted you, I could have had you a hundred times already. Get over yourself.”

  My squad couldn’t help itself. They let out a communal “Ooooh” at the insult.

  Leigh’s mouth dropped open, and she nudged Nate. “Are you actually going to let him insult me like that?”

  The football player lunged forward, heading straight for Zack. I could see the future of my night, and it ended in Zack getting expelled.

  Not on my watch.

  Before Nate could reach him, I stepped in between them. Nate swerved and I took advantage of the delay to slap Leigh across her nasty mouth.

  I glared at her. “You want to start a fight, bitch, then fight me. Don’t send your lackey after the guy who rejected you. It’s so low class.”

  Leigh’s eyes went wide and she put a hand to her cheek. “I’m going to ruin you!” she howled, then ran past me, her girlfriends following in her wake.

  Nate shoved Zack in the chest. “This ain’t over, bruh,” he said before going after Leigh.

  Zack looked at me like he’d never seen me before.

  “What?” I asked, suddenly self-conscious.

  “Remind me never to face off against you in the wrestling ring. You’re mean.”

  I winked, then laughed at his joke.

  My friends surrounded me, their voices filled with wonder.

  “I can’t believe you slapped Leigh! Talk about keeping it hundo p!”

  “She’s lucky that’s all I did,” I replied.

  They laughed.

  BACK IN THE gym, I felt on top of the world. Sure, I would probably pay for my actions in the future, but right now, tonight, I didn’t have a care in the world.

  I threw my arms around Zack’s neck and held my body close to his. He’d finally told off the Wicked Witch and stood up for me in the process. It was the final piece of evidence I needed to confirm that he’d changed.

  “Let’s get out of here,” I whispered into his ear, smiling up at him.

  His smile was slow. “Yeah? Anywhere in mind?”

  “Somewhere private, where we could get comfortable.”

  “I think I know a pla
ce like that.”

  He led me off the dance floor, and I waved at my friends who sent back air kisses and thumbs-up. They’d all discovered my crush on Zack already. I guess I wasn’t good at not staring at him at every opportunity. Still, the fact that they supported me in my pursuit made me feel good about my decision.

  When we arrived at his house, I was a little confused. “Isn’t your mom home?”

  Zack nodded. “She takes a sleeping pill every night at ten and doesn’t wake up until after the sun rises. That woman sleeps like a rock.”

  “You’re going to sneak me into your house while your mom is asleep?” I wasn’t sure about his plan.

  He laughed. “That’s the plan. I thought you might find it preferable to making out in my car. You did say comfortable.”

  “You think we’re going to make out, huh?” The thought was sending shivers over my skin.

  “I hope we will.” He leaned in and kissed the tip of my nose. “But we could play a board game if you’d rather.”

  I hit his arm playfully, then climbed out of his car.

  His house was silent when we entered, and we made it to his room with no interruption. Although I’d been to his house before, I hadn’t been into his bedroom.

  It was a typical high school male’s room. Messy bed, piles of clothes, posters of cars and bands and sexy women. He hurriedly made his bed, smiling sheepishly. “Apologies. I wasn’t expecting company.”

  I laughed, then took a seat on his bed when he finished. “I’m surprised. I would have thought you had quite a lot of company up here.”

  Shaking his head, Zack’s expression turned serious. “You’re the first girl I’ve ever had in my room.”

  I looked at him, surprised. From the way he kissed and held me, I knew I wasn’t the first girl Zack had been tender with, so knowing that I was the first girl he’d let into his territory made my heart swell. It meant something.

  “From the first day we meant, I knew you were special.” He took my hand in his, turning it over and tracing the lines on my palm. “But you had this tough shell around you, made to protect you. It kept me from getting close. Not that that was the only reason.”

  He looked into my eyes, his bright blue gaze piercing me. “It was easy to fall back in with the popular crowd. It’s what I was used to, what I thought was expected of me. But meeting you has caused me to think about things I took for granted before. I realize now that I’ve been an asshole, if not directly, then by not speaking up. I was complicit in bullying my fellow classmates, and that makes me feel like a complete asshole.”

  Lifting my hand to his mouth, he kissed the back of it. “Not anymore. I’m done with that crowd. And I’m going to work hard to make up to you every slight and insult.”

  I smiled at him. “You’re already forgiven.”

  He slid his other hand under my hair, gripping the back of my neck. Then he slowly leaned in until his lips were against mine. His kiss was gentle, his mouth just barely touching mine. “You’re amazing,” he said before kissing me in earnest.

  I was swept away by the connection between us. I’d never felt this way about anyone before. Sure, I’d had plenty of crushes and I’d dated a few guys back at Augustus, but I’d been saving myself for someone really special.

  I thought it might be Cole, the hot senior I’d had designs on, but I realized now how shallow and disingenuous Cole was. He was sexy and he talked a big game, but the only person he really cared about was himself.

  I knew Zack cared about me, the real me, because I could see it in his expression. Beyond that, he’d fought for me, protected me, and abandoned his friends for me. Tonight was the culmination of months of slowly growing closer, until I knew that Zack was the right man for me.

  I was in love with Zack Monroe, and I wanted him to be the one to take my virginity. Tonight.

  The kiss deepened, and I let out a little moan that had Zack groaning against my lips. “You taste so sweet,” he whispered, “that I never want to stop kissing you.”

  “Then don’t,” I said, falling back against the mattress and pulling him with me. Things got hot and heavy really quickly, and soon I was wrapping my limbs around him, mewling like a kitten while I rubbed myself against him.

  “You’re driving me insane,” he gritted out through his teeth.

  “Same,” I said, then nibbled his bottom lip.

  Zack growled at me. “Careful. Don’t start something you’re not prepared to finish.”

  “I always finish what I start,” I whispered against his mouth, then sat up. “Unzip me.”

  Zack looked at me, his gaze intense. “Are you sure?”

  I nodded. “Absolutely.”

  I stood, and Zack helped me out of my Dior gown. Beneath it was a pale blue lace bra and panties, and I could see his eyes fill with hunger as he drank me in.

  “Now you,” I insisted, all but ripping his T-shirt off his body.

  Zack laughed and lent a hand, then unzipped his pants. When he was finally down to his boxer briefs, I had to stop myself from drooling. He was so damn sexy it took my breath away. His muscles were firm and in pleasing proportion. I could see all of his tattoos now, from the tribal pattern on his arm to the designs on his legs. He even had a line of writing along his left side. I stepped closer, tracing it with a finger. “Never forget what made you who you are,” it said.

  Zack put his finger under my chin, lifting my face so he could kiss me again. It was a tender kiss, one that made me melt, and soon my knees went weak. He took me in his arms, laying me down gently on his bed before climbing in beside me.

  “Are you sure this is what you want?” he whispered as he kissed my neck.

  “I am. Are you sure?”

  “I’ve never wanted anything more in my life.”

  His words went right to my core, making me yearn for his body against mine. I straddled him, putting his hands on my breasts still covered in lace. “Make love to me, Zack. I want you to be my first.”

  His eyes widened, but I leaned down to kiss him, and soon he got over his shock. He ran his warm hands over my skin, making me tremble with need. As he kissed his way down my body, he paused to remove my bra, then spent what felt like an eternity worshipping me there.

  My nipples were so sensitive, I thought I’d jump out of my skin. As he licked me, his hand slipped lower, sliding under my panties. I could feel his finger softly sliding against me there, gently probing me.

  I could feel my own slickness as his finger delved inside. It was a new sensation, but not an uncomfortable one. And when he touched my sensitive nub, my hips started moving of their own accord.

  I needed more, and I let him know that. Wrapping my limbs around him, I bit his neck.

  Zack groaned. “You’re driving me insane.”

  I reached down to touch his hardness. He inhaled heavily and then grabbed a condom from his wallet.

  “Someone’s prepared,” I said.

  “I’ve been prepared since the first day we met. Just… hoping that someday we might end up here.”

  The passion in his eyes took my breath away.

  His lip curled. “Not to presume you’d sleep with me.”

  I put a finger to his lips. “No more talking.”

  He slide the condom on and his fingers through my hair. “I’ll do my best not to hurt you,” he whispered, positioning himself between my legs “And I’ll try to go slow.”

  It was uncomfortable at first, but Zack was true to his word, going slow and minimizing the pain. He kissed me, his hand gently teasing my nipples until the pleasure overwhelmed the pain. Soon I was panting, begging him for more.

  When he was completely buried inside me, I felt closer to him than I’d ever felt to another human being. I knew I loved him, for better or worse. Zack was the only man I wanted, and the fact that he wanted me just as badly drove me wild.

  His hand slipped between us to tease my sensitive nub, and it drove me over the edge, causing me to spiral into a powerful climax.r />
  I hope this never ends, I thought before I could no longer think.

  13

  Zack

  I’D NEVER FELT so much desire for a girl before. It was more than desire, more than just pure lust. I felt a connection to Nicole that was so visceral, I knew this was more than just a high school crush.

  She told me she wanted me to be her first. I’d been with girls before, but never a virgin. I knew what was happening was a big responsibility. I had to make sure her first time was unforgettable, only because of the bliss she experienced.

  Going slow was excruciating, especially watching her face as she started to give in to the pleasure. I had to close my eyes for a moment, but even then I could feel her wet heat pulsing around me, making me want to lose myself in her for a lifetime.

  When I heard her beg for more, I finally picked up the pace. I knew I couldn’t last long, but I managed to restrain myself when her orgasm rippled through her. She was panting underneath me, her body glowing, and all I could think about was that this was the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen.

  One climax wasn’t enough, not tonight. I wanted to make sure to wring every ounce of pleasure from her that I could. I ran my lips over her breasts as my hand pressed against her love button, making her squirm and cry out. She was still sensitive from her orgasm, but I wasn’t willing to relent. I had to make her reach another peak before I’d stop.

  I felt her hands on my head as she pulled my face to hers. Looking into her eyes, I felt as close to heaven as I ever had been. “Kiss me,” she whispered, and I hurried to oblige her.

  Her plump lips were so soft, I just couldn’t get enough. Her little tongue darted into my mouth, driving me crazy. She was driving me to a fever pitch, and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer.

  I stroked her nub in a quick circular motion, driving deep inside. I wanted to feel her climax one more time. Instantly, I was addicted to her, and I knew things would never be the same between us after tonight. Whatever feelings I’d had for her before were multiplied exponentially as we shared this moment.