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“You figure out what you’re doing with your girl?” “She’s not mine, and I’m not listening to your advice, that’s for sure,”
What’s she still doing here? She’s leaning against the concrete talking to Cruz, but when I finally pull my gaze up, I realize she’s not looking at him. No. Those pretty hazels are locked on me.
when Cruz grips the part of her jersey hanging off Nina’s shoulder, irritation ignites, blazing right through my self-control. My resolve snaps at the sight of his hands on her. I don’t want him touching her. I don’t want anyone touching her, but me.
I want her. I want her bad. And if she’ll have me, I’ll make her feel so fucking good.
“Come with me?” I murmur in her ear, hoping like hell she doesn’t say no, but it’s her call. I lean against the wall, trying not to look too feral. She arches one brow. “You’re going to have to ask me nicer than that.” Reaching out, I use my thumb to stroke the curve of her inner wrist, right where her pulse quickens. Her breath catches, so I squeeze, just a little. “I’m not in the mood to be nice.”
His dark hair glistens under the fluorescent lights, calling out to my aching fingertips. To touch him. To know he’s okay.
“Everything’s fine.” I narrow my gaze on the muscle fluttering in his jaw. “Are you sure you’re okay? You seem mad.” He jerks his head. “Not angry.” “Jealous then?” I tease. That’s the only other emotion that would explain the hard look on his face, but I regret the words instantly when he doesn’t laugh. If anything, his scowl turns murderous.
He saunters forward until the gap between our bodies shrinks to a sliver. Rhode anchors his hands on either side of my hips, caging me against the desk. With slow fingers, he lifts my glasses from the bridge of my nose, and places them on the desk. His gaze drifts over my face. Eyes, nose, lips. Always coming back to my lips.
GRRRRRRR BARK
“Yeah, I’m jealous as fuck. I don’t like seeing you in Cruz’s jersey, and I’m struggling not to rip it off you right now.”
Using his knuckle, he coaxes my chin up, and up. “I can’t get you out of my head, Nina. I’ve been lying to you, and to myself. Sorry, but I’m tired of pretending like I don’t want you. I can’t do it anymore, but I need you to tell me what you want because if it’s not me, I need to leave. Right the fuck now.” He wants me. Rhode Tremblay wants me.
OHMYLORD THIS FUDGING MANZNSNSNSND
“You really want me?” “No.” His fingers tighten on the desk, but he doesn’t move to touch me. “I fucking need you.”
“I know we want different things, but I don’t care about any of that. I don’t even care that we’re in someone else’s office. I want you, even if it’s only once.” “Thank fuck,” he moans, squeezing my hips.
“Alright, here’s how this is gonna go. I know you don’t like surprises, so I’m telling you right now what I want. First, I want to bend you over this desk and slap your fine ass for wearing another man’s jersey. Next, I want to lick your pussy until your voice is hoarse from screaming my name, and then, I want to shove my cock so deep inside you that you’re all I feel.” His filthy demands sink into every crevice of my body, making it pulse with each wicked word. Everyone handles me with extra care, but not Rhode.
me next pls 😔🙏
“Okay, but I have one condition.” A corner of his mouth lifts, revealing that one taunting dimple I’m tempted to flick my tongue against. “What’s that?” I reach into my purse, pull out a condom I shoved in there, and flick it between my fingers. “You better be screaming my name too.” He plucks the wrapper from my hands. “I have a feeling I’ll forget all other words besides your name once I’m inside you.”
*bangs head on floor*
“I’ve thought about this piercing so much, I could probably cross-stitch your tits from imagination.” “Let’s be honest, no, you couldn’t.” “Yeah, you’re right,” he says before drawing the moisture around my sensitive skin with the rough pad of his thumb. “There’s no recreating you.”
I can only handle so much when it comes to you, and right now, I need to make sure you’re nice and ready for me.”
OHMYGODDJHSJSNZNSMAMS
He yanks them back open. “Don’t you dare go shy on me when your pussy’s the prettiest fucking sight I’ve seen. Why’d you do that?”
“I know you’ve um, been with a lot of people, and it’s fine. You can’t control your past…” He presses his lips to my inner thigh. “I’ve never wanted anyone more than I want you right now, Nina.”
“I don’t care if it takes five minutes or five years to make you come on my tongue because every second I get to spend with my head buried between your thighs is pure fucking bliss.”
“You’re such a good girl.”
thank you father
Rhode Tremblay is one dedicated student.
IM SURE HE IS
“Do you like me eating your pussy like it’s my fucking career? ‘Cause I do. You taste so damn good.”
“No, you’re right,” he murmurs against my mouth, a moment before his teeth catch my bottom lip in a sharp bite that makes my clit throb. “You taste like the worst kind of temptation, and every comeback out of that pretty mouth is draining my willpower.”
Now, wrap your legs around me because I’m about to fuck you like how you deserve to be fucked, so you’ll need to hold on for this one.” “How do I deserve to be fucked?” “Good and thoroughly.”
speechless
“You feel so good around my cock, Nina. Too good, if I’m honest.” “Good because you feel incredible inside me.” “It’s ‘cause I’m big, right?” “I’ve had bigger,” I lie, nipping his earlobe. “You little liar.” He slaps my ass again. Harder this time, but I like that he’s not gentle with me. “No, you haven’t, but we all know skill’s more important.” “Oh, yeah?” I lick the shell of his ear. “Prove it, Tremblay.”
PLS I LOVE THEIR BANTER
“Dammit, Nina,” he says my name like a curse. Good. I’m cursing him for becoming the blueprint for all my future sexual encounters.
“What was that?” He releases a gravelly chuckle and then kisses my cheek, not my lips. Throughout it all, he never once kissed my mouth. “Hell, if I know, but I liked it. I liked it a lot.” “Yeah, I liked it too.” Like is an understatement, but with his past, I’m sure Rhode’s used to things like this, but not me. He’s my exception.
“I might act like a gentleman, but I won’t fuck you like one.” His lips curl into a smirk that’s all roguish mischief. “And I think that’s only fair now that you’ve ruined me.”
restrict my airlflow father
“You want me to wear your jersey?” “Yeah, I just fucked you against a door, so if you’re going to wear someone’s jersey, it’ll be mine.”
girl stop being stupid for the love of god
Nina pulls the heavy fabric over herself, and pride swells in my chest at the sight of her in my number Thirty, but it’s not because she looks like mine. I’ll never belong to her.
“You might be a mess, but you’re my mess. Here, let me help.”
“Big ears and all.” My mouth curls up. “You’ve actually got really small ears.” “You know what I mean. You can talk to me. I’ll listen.”
“Don’t have sweet dreams. Have wild ones.” I go rigid. “You heard that?” “I listened.” She lifts a casual shoulder, making an air circle with her finger. “Big ears, remember?”
I should’ve known once wouldn’t be enough. I’m never listening to Patty again because getting over this girl might be impossible, but I’m trying to let her go so we can both chase our dreams. I don’t want to hold Nina back.
He actually called me for once, and we talked until my phone ran out of battery. That’s what gave me the delusional confidence to come see him today.
she looks so damn cute, but she’d look even cuter in my clothes.
I’m happy to see you, just surprised.” The corners of her lips turn up. “You are?” “Yeah, I am.”
Once might have been enough for you, but it wasn’t enough for me.” My eyes widen. Is that really what she thinks? “You think once was enough for me?” Fuck. My voice sounds like crushed gravel. “Wasn’t it?” she whispers.
“You want to make a pillow fort with me?” “I’d build you a pillow castle.”
I’m trying not to think about how good she feels in my arms and just enjoy how free I feel, for once. There’s no lower back pain, no sponsorship meetings, no League breathing down my neck. It’s just me and her in our own little kingdom. If only we could stay like this forever.
“I wish I’d been as smart as you when I was in my twenties. Maybe then I would’ve found someone by now.” Her smile disappears, and she’s looking at me like I might’ve said the wrong thing again. “But then you never would’ve met me.”
“Betty did it!” Wyatt suddenly screams across the pool. “She said ‘Dada’! Mom, Mama, y’all, she said it! Come over here!”
Love is made with little moments, and we have enough to build a castle.
“Goodbye, Rhode,” she whispers against my lips. “In another life, I think you would’ve been my forever.”
I undo the buttons on my shirt, revealing the four-leaf clover that matches the one on her neck—the one that’s now etched into the skin right over my heart. Her eyes pop when she sees my new ink. “That looks like mine,” she whispers. “I know. It looks exactly like yours.” “Why did you get that?” She reaches out to stroke my skin like she needs to be closer. Goosebumps pop up under her touch. I brush her hair back from her face. “Because the day I met you was the luckiest day of my life.”
“How’re you feeling?” he asks, voice rough with sleep. “Do you need anything?” You. I need you.
“Now, what is this, love?” Love. He called me love. That stops me.
“This is everything. You’re everything to me because you somehow became my best friend, and I don’t want to say goodbye to you.”
“This was my choice, and I didn’t want you to feel the pressure. I didn’t give up my dream. I just found a new one. You.”
This girl. She’s bodychecked my damn soul. She smiles. “I guess you’re not icebound anymore. You’re free.” I’m free. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt that way.
