Chapter three

Steve's P.O.V

I look at her she's wasted and very drunk, not good for a girl like her. I never expected her to agree to come with me in the first place. I had been trying out my luck because I knew the answer would be a no. But I would still try, better die trying.

Pleasing her is very difficult. She is high maintenance, not the one you think. She doesn't need anybody, so it's high maintenance for somebody to figure out what they can do for her. 

I hail a cab to take her home, and she can't even get up when we arrive, the gate man is asleep and he won't listen to the constant beeps. We can't stay here forever, so the only option is my place.

When I say my place, I hope she won't end up like the other girls. The ones who begged me to please them and fell in love alone, I wasn't their to catch them. 

I open the door and we get inside laying her gently on my bed. She looks peaceful and happy. I take off her shoes . Then there is a dilemma about her bra. She won't sleep comfortably wearing them, but  I decide to leave them. I tuck her in and pull the covers but she sits up.

" P.J,"she says . 

Am trying to get the words properly. Did she just say that. Cause I heard B.J meaning blow job. I can't help it. So she wants to do that. 

"  Are you sure about that, what do you mean," I ask hoping I'm not drunk.

"!I can't sleep in these clothes, I need a P.J pajama," she clarifies. 

I'm the biggest fool in planet Earth getting my hopes up for nothing. I don't think I have anything she can wear. I rummage through my sweats. I look for a pink one, I heard girls love pink.Maybe the baseball shirt, it will reach her knees when she stands. I pull it out and give it to her.

"  The zipper, you have to pull it down," she calls out. 

This is going to be along night. A short zip at the back of her blouse. I reach out my hand holding the ring. I pull the zip down and step back. She could have done that.

" Close your eyes, don't look,"  it's barely a whisper .

I partly close them. I just want to see the colour of her bra that's all. She makes a move to remove the blouse and falls on the bed in a heap. 

I can't help but laugh, she's this drunk. Cute and funny when drunk. I shake her gently, but she won't bulge. Finally when I decide to undress her she revives, pulls out the blouse and slides into the buggy baseball. Her trouser is tight and it's giving her hard time.

I bend to help her, but still it won't bulge. I push her back and she lays on the bed I start with the zipper. She didn't even think about that. This looks like some hot intense fore play but it isn't. I pull it down slowly. She's thick with the right curves that I like.

It would be nice to spank her gently. But I refrain. She's wearing a white pant. And the lases, they aren't tied up properly, I move my hand to help her do them well but stop. 

After that I pull up the covers and sleep beside her. She turns around to face the other side and sticks out her bottom a big curve towards me. I'm pushed to the far side but I like the sight before me, she has uncovered herself. I turn the AC to make the room warm. Finally some sleep for me. 

She turns and puts her legs both of them over my member. I stifle a groan as I immediately become hard. She's still sleeping breathing comfortably. I like the feeling though. But am throbbing with want. I've never wanted a girl this much. 

The few occasions I had sex, it was to please the girl, I mean they ask for it and I won't refuse. But the girl on my bed is a straight girl. I even wonder if she has a boyfriend or if she has ever had a boyfriend and what dating her would be like. I mean if I could break her wall and make her a bad girl. The kind of bad and nasty that I want. A good girl gone bad. 

I turn and watch her sleeping. She's beautiful, I can't believe she kissed me, was that real. She has small round lips that are sugar sweet,  that I find sexy. Her eyelashes are long and they are casting a shadow below her eyes. 

For a moment I'm tempted to reach out for her lips and caress them .

But still she wouldn't like that. Earlier today I had wanted to secure a seat. Sit down and start pouring out my heart to her. I mean tell her I'm her secret admirer, tell her how I've been feeling about her since my freshman year. I was going to be honest and ask her to be my friend, you know the kind of friend where we do alot of stuff, she wouldn't refuse. I saw how the guys were looking at her. Her friends were around and I thought she would leave like all girls do , desert you. But she sticked to me. Another first.

I was about to start telling how I feel about her when she stood up and started dancing.. Didn't she like me? I know girls who would kill to be in her place. I would still have my hopes up. After we left I thought my efforts were futile. But she kissed me. Meaning she was attracted to me.

The sun is already up and she is still asleep. I roll over towards her and support my head on my chin and observe her features with a smile. And right on time she decides to open her eyes. Christ am fucked up.