Kicking the door closed, I pressed Grace against it and kissed her again. She was eager with me and I swept her mouth with my tongue, tasting the beer from earlier. We moved to the couch where I dropped down to pull her over my lap. She’d worn a tight pair of leggings and a light sweater tonight and I could feel her heat against my jeans.
I imagined Rosie with the guy and gripped Grace’s ass tightly as I thrust my hips up. She cried out, and I tried to make sense of it to determine if she liked this. Her mouth claimed mine hungrily, and I knew that she did. I kissed her harder and turned Grace around, pressing her down to the arm rest as she clawed at my back. She tugged at my Henley and I ripped it over my head, watching her eyes rake over me. I worked out a lot and knew that it showed.
I asked her if she’d show me hers now, whispering huskily into her ear. Grace nodded and arched her back, so I could strip the sweater from her body, leaving her in a thin lace bra. Grace wasn’t a curvy girl, and it worked for her. I reached around her back and kissed her again as I unclasped the back of it, moving it so my hand covered her breast. She moaned into my mouth as our tongues danced together and I squeezed lightly. I stripped her bare in between kisses and she did the same to me before I carried her to her bedroom. I felt guilty when I thought of Rosie as I entered Grace. She was wet, willing, and showed a wilder side of her with me as we moved together. I did everything I could to make her feel amazing and fucked her hard once I’d teased her with my tongue and fingers.
Grace was good in bed. She was responsive and moved with me, rocked against me. She would make for a great regular fuck or even a girlfriend if that were my thing. I kissed her when we were finished, being gentle as she pressed against me.
I walked home later that night alone with my hands shoved in my pockets. I could have stayed the night or even the weekend with Grace, but I wanted to be alone. I saw the hurt look in her eyes when I dressed to leave, and the doubt about me.
I never made any promises to Grace. I never did that with women, but I didn’t tell her this would be just the night either. We moved too fast for that. I unlocked the door to my dorm and walked inside as I stretched. I had the feeling of satisfaction from good sex but felt emptier inside. I knew that I was going to need more emotionally at some point.
I changed into shorts and dropped into my bed, needing to sleep. I needed to clear my fucking head. I turned my head to see a framed photo of me with Rosie in our favorite tree when we were kids. One of my cousins took it. I’d had it for years by my bed where I slept, and I knew that Rosie had seen it. We had sex here the most since it was a single room and she shared with Violet. We never spoke about why I had it. We were too much into each other and fucked like animals when we in bed.
It was so fucking confusing, and I turned to my side, closing my eyes to sleep.
CHAPTER FIVE: Rosalind
I woke up with the sun shining through the window and blinked. I was in my bed and I looked over to see that Violet was sleeping on her comforter, still dressed. I thought back to the night before and remembered her leaving with Brian from one of her classes. Which one? I pressed a hand to my throbbing head and breathed in.
I kissed Ed last night. A lot. We were making out like teenagers on the couch before he took me outside for some fresh air. I knew that he wanted more, and a part of my body wanted to just feel someone inside of me. My heart wanted to be away from Sterling, but I knew that I wasn’t the type to replace him between my sheets. When Ed asked me to go home with him, I told him no. I told him that I couldn’t. He was nice about it and danced with me a bit more after that before making his way to another part of the house.
I hadn’t seen Sterling since he was on the stairs. I saw the girl that he was with mingling with other people, but he was nowhere in sight. I listened to some of the conversations and picked up that he’d left with a girl named Grace. I was jealous and felt ridiculous about that, but I didn’t allow myself to leave with Ed. I wasn’t the kind of girl to leave a party with a guy other than Sterling, which was how we hooked up in the first place. We hadn’t been at a party, but we were out drinking when Violet was out of town one weekend. The first kiss was a few weeks ago and there was too much attraction for me to deny him anything else.