Page 18 of Crave You

Zander glances in the rear-view mirror and then he looks at me and gives me that sexy smirk, the one that makes me want to punch him and fuck him at the same time.

“Ah, you’re lucky your house mate is Shawn’s sister, or she’d be out in the street waiting until I’d finished with you.” He leans closer to me, whispering in my ear, causing goosebumps to chase each other over my skin. “And that could take a good few hours.”

I feel the heat in my face again and Zander laughs. I get out of the car, and he screeches away as soon as I have closed the door.

Erin hurries over to me. “Are you ok?” she asks.

I nod my head, I don’t know if I’m OK or not, but I really don’t want to try and explain anything of what happened to Erin.

“I was worried when I couldn’t find you. Are you sure you’re ok? You look like you’ve been crying,” she says.

Not crying. Just tears running down my face because I was choking on Zander’s cock.

“I drank too much and I was sick,” I say. “It made my eyes run. Zander saw me coming out of the bathroom and gave me a ride home when I said I didn’t feel well.”

Erin looks at me and I know she doesn’t believe me. I see her debating pushing for more information, and I see the moment she decides against it.

“Whatever you say Leona. Just remember what I said. Don’t let yourself get involved with Zander. It will only end in heartache,” she says.

We go inside. Erin seems to sense that she’s not going to get anywhere by warning me against Zander, so she asks me how I enjoyed the party — apart from getting sick — and what I thought of various people. We have a good chat and a laugh, and I am starting to feel more normal by the time she announces she is going to bed.

I do the same, and as I lie in bed waiting to fall asleep, I begin to wonder if tonight even really happened the way I remember it.

I smile to myself then, as it certainly did, and I know for sure that I would do it all again. In exactly the same way.

Chapter Seven

Zander

“I don’t know about anyone else, but I think it’s fair to say the first party of the term was a success,” Lucien says, as I walk into the lounge and join the other three guys.

“You’re only saying that because you hooked up,” Shawn says.

“I hook up every night,” Lucien laughs. “And don’t tell me you didn’t think last night went well.”

“No, you’re right, it did,” Shawn says.

In my opinion, last night was very much a success. My mind goes back to Leona’s low moan of pleasure when I bit her lip. To the eager way she sucked my cock and the way she spoke to me while she was doing it.

There is something about her that I feel I recognize. She’s beautiful, obviously, but every girl I hook up with is gorgeous. Leona, though, is a contradiction. She looks so fragile with her blonde curls. She is petite and her elfin features come together to create what should be a delicate little thing. But she is far from delicate. Just the fact that she went so far in her chosen sport says that. But, in that interview room during the challenge I saw steel in her; in the way she handled herself and in the way she spoke. I also like that she obviously assessed me quickly, so she knew what psychological line to take to trick me.

I feel my cock twitch as I think of her. The way her pert little breasts sit there begging to be bitten. The way her hips curve in just the right way for my hand to grab them. The way her neck is so thin I could snap it with one hand.

My depraved desire for her makes my heart race even more when I imagine her tight little pussy clenching around cock, slick and wet from the cum and blood taking her virginity.

The second I saw her I knew I had to have her. Have her in all the ways my own little virgin didn’t even know she wanted yet.

And I tried last night, but it wasn’t as easy as I thought it would be.

Her attempt at resisting…

She isn’t like other women. She isn’t as innocent as she looks – not by a long fucking shot. No, last night proved that, and –

It twists in me, this itch that shouldn’t be there: I want to see her again.

Now, that is unusual. Usually all it takes is one time to fuck a particular woman out of my system. But this time…

“Zan! Did you know?” Damien asks.

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