“But you’re Sebastian Prince, football royalty and God’s gift to Strick U,” she says, with sarcasm in her tone. “You didn’t need me to win a game.”
“Maybe, but you were always my lucky charm. Seeing you in my jersey and screaming my name in the stands made me play better. I kept searching for you and finding your seat empty. It wasn’t the same after you were gone. And I never had the opportunity to state my case. Every time I saw you on campus, you would walk the other way, drop classes, and change your phone number. I even showed up at your dorm until you made campus security throw me out. And then—”
“Then, the rumors started,” she finishes, choking on her words. “You have no idea what it was like for me, Bash. People are so mean. I couldn’t even show my face without hearing whispers behind my back. I’d thought about switching schools, but I was on a scholarship and couldn’t afford to pay for another college. My dad has no money, financial aid doesn’t pay enough for a school this prestigious, and I almost lost everything over that girl and the drama that comes with being your girlfriend.”
“But you didn’t lose your scholarship, and you’re still on track to graduate on time.”
She can never know that I am the reason she is still on campus. That’s the secret Harper knows. The secret I hope to keep until the end of the school year. Tori cannot find out about my intervention and the things I have done for her. When it comes to Tori, I have no problem throwing around my father’s money or my last name because I will do whatever it takes to make her happy. In her mind, I am the bad guy. And I don’t blame her. I have earned the reputation over the years. But she’s wrong about me. I think she sees that I’m not as bad as she had thought.
She sighs. “I lucked out. If I had lost my scholarship and had to switch schools in the middle of all that drama, I don’t know what would’ve happened to me. Losing you destroyed me, wrecked me from the inside out.”
“You never lost me, babe. I tried to get you back, explain my side of the story.”
Her gaze lowers, zoning in on our hands intertwined. “I was in love with you, Bash. You were my world. Everything revolved around you.”
I tip her chin up with my finger so that our eyes meet. “I never stopped loving you.”
“You still do?” She asks, her voice sounding hopeful.
I nod. “Still do.”
With that, she lunges herself at me and wraps her legs around my back. I grab the back of her head and press my lips to her neck to taste her, lick every inch of her delicious body. As she pries her lips from mine, her fingers work at a feverish pace. Tori pops open the button on my jeans and then unzips them.
She leans forward, tugging on the hem of my T-shirt as she moans in my ear, stopping to suck on it. “Take this off.”
Following her orders, I pull my shirt over my head and throw it onto the floor. She grinds on my dick, taking my belt off in one swift motion. Once our eyes meet, I see the fire brewing behind her bright blue irises. Tori slides off me, long enough to strip me down to my boxers and remove her clothes, before resuming her position on my lap. Our lips meet, the hunger of our kisses satisfying a deep aching between us.
She presses her bare breasts into my chest and breathes against my neck. “Bash, I want you inside me.”
“I don’t want to take advantage of you.”
“You’re not. I am fine. I haven’t felt dizzy since before my nap earlier. This is my decision. It’s not like you’re forcing me into bed with you. I want this. Don’t make me beg.”
I smile against her lips. “I might like it if you beg.”
She laughs and smacks a hand against my chest. “Not funny. Now, do you want me or not?”
“More than anything,” I whisper. “Why don’t we take this into the bedroom instead of the kitchen table?”
She hops off my lap, and I follow behind her. Stopping in the entryway of her bedroom, she leans against the wall, her arm raised above her head. My God, she looks sexy. And she’s mine. I grab her ass in my hands and part her lips with my tongue, making my way down to her neck and breasts. Her body quivers with each flick of my tongue on her nipples, the pink buds hardening as I nibble on them.
I pull my boxers down with one hand and give myself a quick stroke. As much as I want to take my time and devour every inch of her body, I can’t think straight when
Tori moans in my ear, purring against my neck.
Leaving a trail of kisses down her stomach, I drop to my knees and spread her legs wider. Each sound of pleasure makes me so hard I am in physical agony. I try to occupy my mind with anything other than how good she tastes and how amazing she feels as I slip my fingers inside her slickness. She rocks her hips against my mouth, twisting her fingers through my hair, as the hottest orgasmic screams echo in the quiet air.
She’s going to kill me. But it will be worth it. At this rate, I’m not sure how long I will last, but I have to fuck her. It has been too long since the last time we were together. I need this. I need her.
I lead her by the hand toward the bed. Kissing her until the backs of her legs hit the mattress, I fall on top of her, our mouths still melded together. Positioned above her, I rub the tip of my cock against her clit, and a soft purr escapes her mouth.
The warmth that pools between her legs sends me over the edge when I rub myself along her folds, wishing it could be like old times without any barriers between us. But I stop myself and let out an irritated grunt when I realize my condoms are in my wallet…on the floor in the living room.
Fuck. Way to kill the mood.
“Hold that thought,” I say, crawling off her. “I’ll be right back.”
When I get back to her room, I’m about to hop back into bed with her when I stop myself. Curled into a ball on her side, Tori has her eyes closed, her face twisted in pain.