The second that she walked out the backdoor of our frat house with the black fabric tied over her eyes, I couldn't take my own away. It amused me that we had the same idea, and I smiled for the first time in a few days as I let out a chuckle. Her shirt sat tight against her toned stomach, and I admired the way that she looked sexy without parading around naked like most of the other girls who came out tonight.
A hard elbow jabbed into my side, and I turned with a glare as the smile fell from my face. Jones leaned over with a knowing grin and jutted his chin in the direction of the girl as she approached the bar.
"One wingman coming up!" He announced before I could say anything and took off toward her.
As a best friend, he was great. As a person, he was sometimes a bit too pushy and overbearing. It made me worried that he may come on too strong and scare her away.
Jones was like an over-excitable puppy. It was hard to deter him away from something that made him happy. As soon as I told him about Diana's need for new experiences, he was on a mission to try and cheer me up.
I wasn't as sad as I should have been about the breakup. The reality was, I was angrier about the time that was wasted, as well as the fact that she tried to dump me in the middle of the packed student union. There is a time and place for everything, and that was not it. For goodness sake, she could have told me in my room where we had been hanging out just before we went to get dinner or even on the walk to the dining hall. Instead, she had decided to wait until we were both seated with an audience before giving me the news. It was humiliating, at first. Then, I walked out those doors, and I realized that I felt relieved.
Jones insisted that I needed to move on, but I didn't want to jump into anything. I stared after him anxiously as he approached the mysterious and alluring woman. At least, that was until I saw the way that her body stretched as she leaned over the bar to order. From that moment on, I didn't see anyone else around her. The black jeans she wore hugged the curve of her ass perfectly, and I knew I was staring, but I couldn't help it.
The cards in my hand clicked against the table as the game stalled without our dealer. We had been playing poker, but it had lulled when we lost a few people until we were really just fucking around.
I wasn't in the mood to go out and get wasted, but Jones was able to convince me to at least play a few rounds before he would let me leave the party. As soon as I had an opening, my plan was to make my way back upstairs. At least, that was before I saw her. She would be worth it. I could feel it.
My eyes were still glued to the girl from the bar, and I licked my lips briefly, feeling nervous as she pulled her hand away from Jones'. I wasn't sure why I wanted her to come over so desperately. When she looked over at me, I was filled with gratitude for Jones' take life by the balls approach as I finally got to see her blue eyes. They were so bright in contrast to the smoky makeup she had on that I wondered what they looked like without the mask or any makeup. Her eyes ran over me, and the most perfect smile spread across her face as she noticed my costume.
I don't know why I couldn't pull my eyes away, but I didn't want to try. There was a force pulling me in, like a siren calling out to a sailor. It was irresistible, and even though I knew in my gut that it would lead to my untimely demise, I couldn't resist.
I watched happily as she gracefully moved away from the girls who had approached her, and my breath caught in my chest as she sat down across from me. Our eyes were still locked when she downed her drink before she looked away and towards Jones. I turned to glare at the man who took her attention from me, but calmed when I saw Jones refill her drink from the bottle of Jose we had claimed for the table before he gathered the cards to start the next game. The chairs quickly filled as a random group of intoxicated party guests joined us.
"Alright! Ladies and gentlemen, we are changing it up. Blackjack. You bust, you lose one item of clothing and take a drink. The winner of the round gets to pick what you take off." Jones said as he cleared the table of the cards and began to shuffle.
My head snapped over to his at the same time that the girls did. He really took wingman to another level. She sent him a glare before he met her stare in a challenge. I let out a deep breath as she turned and met my eyes.
"Game on." She said, and my whole body warmed as she sent me the sexiest smirk I have ever seen with her deep, blood-red lips.
Jones dealt, and I looked down at my cards. 20. "What'll it be?" He asked her with a smirk. "Hit me." She said as she tilted her head to the side. That one card could determine a lot. I glanced over her, and my eyes were drawn to the ink on her arms. She was magnificent. I wondered if she had more that I would be able to see tonight after a few rounds. The smirk on her face made me want to curse as I realized that she had gotten the card that she wanted. As we went around the table two more people hit, but no one put their cards down. I held. Jones had 14 showing and turned over a king. "Fuck!" He shouted. "Alright, alright. Let's see them." He said with a pout. I glanced around the table, and I couldn't help but smile when I saw she had 20 as well. The others at the table had a collection of the high teens, and I quickly turned back to the bandit smiling at me. "What would you like?" She asked me, and my eyes zoomed i
I pulled my shirt on in a hurry as I moved through the crowd and into the house. The bottle in my hand sloshed around as I looked for something new to do that would get me away from the captivating green-eyed bandit in the backyard. Something about him was familiar but also dangerous. I was intrigued, and that was never a good thing. If it weren't for my mask, I probably would not have taken off my shirt. With it on, I felt like nothing could stop me. The way he held my gaze as I took off my top before he let his eyes roam my body made my entire being heat up. If that girl didn't lose her stomach on the table, I would have stripped right down to my birthday suit with the way he was making me feel as he watched me. It was invigorating. I adjusted the strap of fabric around my eyes for the millionth time that night before I made my way up the stairs to locate the bathroom. There were a few downstairs, but they were probably disgusting at this point. The walk was quick,
"Stay." The rasp in his voice sent goosebumps along my skin. The hairs on the back of my neck stood at attention. I slowly leaned back to resume my position like a skittish dog, waiting for him to kick me off of the bed. That's what most normal people would do if they found a stranger making themselves at home in their bedroom, let alone in their bed. Our arms brushed against each other as I sat back against the wall next to him. He took the controller out of my hands as the next round started. "My turn." He whispered, and my eyes traveled down to his lips before he turned his head back to the screen. I quickly picked up the bottle and took another sip to try and distract myself. At this point, the burn was no longer there, and the liquid slid down my throat easily. The warmth of his skin against my bicep made my breathing pick up slightly. After a few minutes of silence, I gave up on trying to keep my eyes securely on the screen and turned to look at him again. The
"You're telling me that you've never had blueberry cheesecake ice cream?" I asked with astonishment as I handed him the controller, and he took his turn. He shook his head slowly as he looked over at me. "It’s vanilla ice cream with swirls of blueberry and chunks of cheesecake in it. It is so good!" "That sounds awful!" He choked out through his laughter. My eyes found their way down to his lips as they pulled up and revealed his heart-stopping smile. As he reached up and brushed a stray piece of hair that had escaped from my ponytail back behind my ear, my lower lip found its way between my bottom teeth. His fingertips barely brushed my skin, but the intense heat that shot through my body had me wondering what it would feel like to have his fingers somewhere else. "Don't slam it until you try it." I stumbled out as I tried to rein myself in. "It is one of the best flavors out there, but only a few brands make it." Leaning forward, I placed the glass bottle on his nightstand. We had
I moved forward and placed my lips on his once more, dipping my tongue into his mouth only slightly before I dragged my lips across the small amount of stubble on his jaw towards his ear. His skin seemed to heat beneath my mouth as I made my way to gently pull on his earlobe. "Tonight, I just want to fuck you with no attachments," I said, and his body vibrated beneath me as he let out a growl. "Sorry, baby. I like to be the one in charge." He answered, and I could feel the wetness pool at my core from the rasp in his voice and the thought of him taking control. "Then fuck me," I demanded as I felt his hands at the bottom of my shirt before he pulled it up and over my head. "Don't worry, baby. I'll take care of you." He said as he expertly unclasped my bra and threw it across the room, leaving my bare breasts to bounce slightly from their quick release. As he took my right nipple into the heat of his mouth, I resumed my pace against his hard member. A
The bedsheet beneath my bare stomach was softer than I had remembered it being. I slowly stretched as my arm moved further up the bed until it was under the pillow. My body felt better than I was used to, as I finally had a decent night of sleep. Sleep was something that had never come easily for me. I could feel the air conditioning blowing through the vent across my back, and I sighed in content. My blanket had moved through the night to barely cover my butt and left my upper body exposed to the elements. A chill racked through my body as goosebumps rose across my skin, but I resisted the urge to shiver and instead gripped onto the pillow tighter. My eyes remained closed as I dozed in and out of sleep in the comfort of the warm bedding. The feeling of my bare skin being caressed by the cotton duvet felt nice as I snuggled further into it. I debated reaching down to pull the plush blanket over my exposed back but refrained, as a movement that large would surely take
It only took a few minutes to get there. Once I did, I pulled off the hoodie immediately to stop my body from overheating. For it being the end of autumn, it was still surprisingly warm during the day. Chloe jumped from where she sat on the couch as the door slammed closed behind me. With a bowl of cereal in her hands, she scooped another mouthful before she looked over with a large grin and examined me. "I don't even need to ask what you were up to last night with the size of that love bite on your neck. I'm just glad you aren't in jail again." She laughed and gave me an amused smirk as she tapped the couch cushion next to her. "Come on, you're not getting away without telling me all about it." I let out a groan before I plopped my overly-warm body down on the couch next to her, and she hit mute on the show she was watching to give me her undivided attention. "You first," I said as I kicked off my shoes and made myself comfortable. "Where did you and Terror
My body protested as a loud noise pulled me from my sleep. It was Saturday, and nothing stops me from sleeping in on the Saturdays that we don't have practice. I turned my head to get comfortable again and quickly fell back asleep. It felt like it was only a moment later that I was forced awake once more. The sound of Brick, our team's fullback and fraternity house president, yelling through the bullhorn pulled a groan of irritation from me. It was a stupid tradition that the house had after big parties, but it was one that I used to be entertained by… if they could wake me up in time to watch. At the moment, it just feels stupid that I was ever a part of it. Girls shouldn't have to go through the hazing that they were put through just because they had sex. There was nothing wrong with it. I was elated when there was no movement from the bed next to me as Brick proceeded to announce the famous Kappa walk of shame. It made me happy that my mystery bandit was not getti