บททั้งหมดของ CRAVING THE BAD BOY: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

I woke up to something intoxicating tickling my nose, taking a deep sniff, a wave of spice and something dark washed over me, and I couldn't resist letting out a low hum, goosebumps crawling up my skin. God, he smelled so good. Too damn good. I shivered the moment his lips touched my neck, his hands tightening it's hold around my body, as he pressed my ass into him. Letting out a breathy moan, I arched my back and wriggled my ass into him, grinding and rubbing against a very hard wall. I froze. A shudder running down my spine. Huh? What was that? I swallowed, even as my stupid mind screamed at me how stupid the question was. Of course I knew what it was. Turning to face him, I felt that familiar electric current run through me. I couldn't help but admire his angelic face while he slept, he looked so peaceful and adorable. His long lashes fluttered as he stirred, his sculpted jaw and full kissable lips could weaken knees on sight. The top buttons of his shirt were undone, casually

Nick* * * *I loved this part. I loved meeting the fans, loved the selfies and jokes and words of praises. I loved the look in all of their eyes as they looked at me, it told me that I wasn't just a player, I was part of their lives. And I lived for it.The team and I walked into the crowd and were immediately swarmed. Garrett joined up with his family. His mom, a tall, fitted lady, pulled him in for a hug, and Tate was signing the tits of a hot blonde. For the next half an hour we basked in the attention of our fans.After signing the shirt of a young boy, I looked up, trying to visually calculate how many people were left before we could leave...when a familiar figure caught my eyes.My kitten.I swallowed. My body going wired with electricity. I could have sworn I'd seen her from the field earlier, but I told myself that wasn't possible. She herself had told me she wanted us to keep our distance. But then she was gone from my sight, and I had to focus back on the game before

My hand delved between us, needing to tease him, to pleasure him. I wanted to touch and feel every inch of him.Instead, he grabbed my hair tightly, as he pushed our bodies closer."You think you deserve my cock?" He growled against my ear, the warmth of his breath making me shiver. "You're lucky I'm willing to let you cum on my fingers."He didn't finish his sentence before he pressed two fingers inside me.Leaning my head back into the seat, I groaned, my eyes fluttering closed. His fingers alone made me feel deliciously full, beginning to satisfy an insatiable need I didn't even know I craved."Oh, yes. Fuck. Right there," I breathed out, pressing my hips back into him as he slowly drawed his fingers out before pushing them back in, reaching a spot so deep my vision spiraled with color each time he touched it.When I opened my eyes again, he was watching me, the soft curve of his mouth so wicked I almost reached climax from looking at it."Fuck you're so beautiful, and those moans.

My life made zero sense, if I did the calculations correctly.I was so fearful of my own emotions, of Nick, I skipped school on Monday and Tuesday. Pathetic, I know, but I thought that, if I didn't see him, I wouldn't think of him. I didn't know why I believed for a second that it would work...it never did before... because all I did was think about him.Now, though, I was tempted to skip Wednesday, but on call, Sofia threatened to castrate me if I did. Apparently we were turning in the project today; I didn't know why that involved me, they could turn it in on their own. When I argued with Sofia, she didn't budge.As I stepped into history, my fears were confirmed.Nick's head shot up from where he sat on the other side of the room. His eyes instantly met mine, and I swear I felt my body go wired with electricity, accompanied by a feeling of attraction. It was nice, pleasant even.I hated it.I rushed over to my seat, stumbling over someone else desk as I went. Fuck, I needed to pull

The rustling of clothing sounded. Nick kicked off his boots and socks, then stood to hang his jacket on a hook. Slowly, he removed the rest of his clothing while I sat bewildered, wondering what he was doing. Eventually, once he had removed all his clothing, he headed into the adjoining bathroom, where I heard the shower turn on. I took a breath. This was my chance to escape. Sliding on my stomach, I ignored the scrape of the carpet against my knees as I shuffled out from under the bed. One look towards the bathroom, I could see steam curling in the air through the gap in the door. He was showering in there...naked. I looked toward the bathroom door, seeing a chance to slip out before the phantom feeling of desire betrayed me. I risked another look at the bathroom. No...I was being ridiculous. It was time to leave. I barely made a step before I heard footsteps approaching the bedroom door, forcing me to pause. "Nick, you in here?" Shit. It was Eve, Nick's mom. I