บททั้งหมดของ The Deal With Him: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

As always, he woke up thousands of shudders and chills. There was a hint of franticness in his kiss as his hands closed around my waist, holding me closer at the same time he pressed me into the closet's wall."We- you have... rehearsals." I muttered between kisses, smiling at his playful mood. "Nate-""Just five minutes." he rolled my bottom lip into his mouth, and took my gasp as his chance to deepen it, successfully shattering any trace of rational thoughts I could still have on me. "Ten, I have ten minutes left. I'll make it worth it."My hands slid easily through his hair, fully melting now when he crashed our lips once more. Hot delight running in my veins like liquid fire."I want you so bad right now." Nate groaned again as he kept exploring my body. I could literally explode right now feeling him in my lower abdomen."I can tell." encouraged I arched my back, pressing us closer and lowered one of my hands down his side and to cautiously rub him over the sweatpants, testing bo

NateI could hear my mother's voice from my room, speaking almost in apathy, but the sound was drowned by the loud volume of the TV. I could practically follow the match Harold was watching from here.He was clearly ignoring her, too focused on the fucking game to spend a second discussing domestic matters with her. The exhaustion in my mother's tone was ripping me from inside, but I forced my words down clenching my jaw as I got ready to leave.After the amazing game we pulled on yesterday we were all in the mood for a good party, and after the last hours in the garage I was honestly yearning for something more than sit here and listen how my dysfunctional family 'argue'.I was still amazed my mother came to the match yesterday, but gladly amazed. I mean, sure, I'd been telling her about the scouts and about the important games, but she usually had a shift or couldn't make it. Yet yesterday she did. Probably because the unexpected visit of Uncle Leo but still, having them there had b

My eyes narrowed. "What's wrong with that?""Oh, you really need to ask?" he chuckled and pointed to Seth, attracting my attention to his grumpy form as well as he downed the rest of the content in his glass. "Look at him. All mopping over one girl. Pathetic."Seth's dark gaze glared up from the table to the blond, snapping back to life. "I'm literally right here, asshole.""Well, am I wrong?" Seth's lips pressed into a thin line as we all knew Bear was right. His mood was due to Kimberly's rejection, or cold shoulder, or whatever that has happened.As I said, originally I thought I could just remain aside from their quarrel until it's solved; but now I couldn't stop thinking about what Hailey's said, too. Was he the one who was shutting out Kimmy? Was I being his sidekick by not reaching for her? I'd just assumed she was through another one of her phases where she would isolate herself from the rest of the world until it faded. But what if she was taking me being always with Seth as

"Please don't hurt me." I pleaded pathetically.I could still remember the marks he had left on me the last time and then he hadn't been that close. Nor alone. Well, the full club was barely a couple meters behind my back, but the solid walls had never felt this isolating before. I was on my own, and for some reason my body felt like shutting down the more the seconds stretched."Hurt you?" he laughed and that sound made me tremble. Panic seized me as his tongue licked my collarbone and traced ugly paths across my skin. Hot tears rolled down my cheeks but I couldn't find the voice to scream. It was as if my throat had closed. "No, nothing of that. You're actually gonna love it."Still holding my head with one hand, Ryan lowered the other down the profile of my body and tugged at the waist of my jeans. I grabbed it tightly to stop him while my other arm kept pushing his chest, a rush of adrenaline shooting through my veins, fighting this choking dizziness as I grew more and more consci

"They wanted to make a stupid photo to irk me. But don't worry about it." he kissed the top of my head. "It wasn't even that bad, they caught you..." he hesitate as I hang in anticipation, my heart stopping. "Whatever, those motherfuckers got a stupid pic, but it's gone now."The room felt like it was spinning around us, the only thing stable enough to prevent me from losing my mind enough to hold on the reality was his embrace. "How... how was it? The picture?""Nothing baby, don't worry about it. You looked passed out, with him..." I shuddered and he tightened his protective embrace. "But it's gone. I got it deleted.""For good?""Completely."I nodded, breathing easier knowing there was nothing on that line out there of me. A wave of relief washed over me knowing it was gone. I brushed his knuckles, my chest a nasty turmoil. "You got hurt.""I don't care.""But you could have something more serious, some damage that forbids you from playing and then what? You'd lose your scholarship