Page 34 of Stalked By the Cornerback

“After finals, I tried to put space between us. I wanted you too damn much, and I’ll be honest, I didn’t know if I had it in me to claim you.” Her eyes hooded at the use of the word, and even if she didn’t know it, her body pressed closer, like she enjoyed the idea of me doing just that.

Claim her. Own her. Breed her!the thing in me shouted, and as if needing to confirm she wanted just that, her hips rolled against my thigh. I knew by the wet warmth that she was naked under her terrycloth robe.

“I started following you. Then“—my Adam’s apple bobbed—“then, by accident, I saw you. In the hall when I went for a walk. Seeing you there coming out of your dorm, heading to the shower, snapped something inside me. Before I knew it, I was standing outside your shower peeking through the curtain to look at you.”

“But you did?” she asked, licking her lips, leaving them glossy and inviting.

“I did.” I nodded. “And I kept doing it. Every damn day, I would tell myself I wouldn’t, but being away from you was fucking killing me. I even took things,” I admitted.

I knew I was making my case worse, but fuck, I couldn’t help it. I needed her to know. I needed her to see the thing inside me that wouldn’t be sated.

“What kind of things?” My nose flared.

“Your panties. I stole a couple of pairs.” Her eyes widened but not with disgust. No. My girl liked this. A lot.

“What did you do with them?” she asked hoarsely.

“Oh, baby girl, I’ll show you exactly what I did with them.” She trembled in my arms, and I was done waiting. My hands skated from her hips to the front of her robe, and I pulled on the thin belt that held it shut.

“I love you, Mattie. I love you more than I thought was possible. I live and breathe for you, only you.”

“Dyl––“

“Do you know why Coach followed me into the trainers’ room?” I asked, my voice unrecognizable in my ears.

“Why?” She pressed harder into me, her hips moving back and forth against me. Only the thin material of my gym shorts separated us.

“I saw you head towards the locker room, and I ran off the field. I followed you in and ignored everyone shouting for me to get back to practice.” My breathing felt unsteady. My body shook with uncontainable need. “The idea of that dick being alone with you, of anyone being alone with you, made me see red.” I shook my head. “If I had walked in without Coach and your boss, I would have killed him. Not for only touching you but for breathing the same air as you.”

“Daddy,” she whimpered. That soft littledaddysnapped the last bit of my control. I pulled the belt open, and my eyes feasted on the sight in front of me.

“Fuck,” I cursed before our eyes connected again. “Tell me to stop now. I don’t know if?—“

“Don’t,” she cut me off, shaking her head, nuzzling her nose against mine. “Don’t stop, please, Dylan.” Her hands rose to my face, and I closed my eyes. I trembled at her touch. “Please look at me, baby,” she urged softly, so damn sweetly it made my heart turn over inside my chest.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” I cursed, and she held my face tighter.

“Please.” That one word from her lips had my eyes opening and looking into the prettiest blue gaze to ever exist. Into the eyes of my forever.

“I love you, too, Dylan,” she said with an unshakable confidence. Her stare never wavered from mine. Everything ceased to exist for me in that moment. It was just her and me and the fucking future we would have.

“I don’t deserve you,” I rasped, and the thing inside me groaned.Stop trying to talk her out of this,he complained.

“You do. I fell in love with you, too. Maybe not that first moment, but I knew before the semester was over that all I could think about was you.”

“You really think you can be okay with how I’ve followed you? Watched you? Crossed boundaries?” I needed to shut the fuck up, but the tiny sliver of common decency inside me grabbed hold. I needed her to be sure. After this, after her telling me she loved me, there would be no going back. Not now. Not ever.

“I think with us, maybe there aren’t supposed to be any boundaries. Maybe that’s how we’re supposed to be? Because if I’m being honest, once I started thinking about Tucker’s accusations about what you had done“—her words clung to the wet air around us—“I liked the idea of you wanting me that much.”

“Mattie,” I growled, pressing my lips against hers before forcing myself to pull back.

She started to speak, and what she said undid me. It let the primal animal, demon-like thing inside of me loose in a way I knew I wouldn’t exist without a part of him inside of me.

“I was awake when you walked into my room last night,” she confessed, and my dick turned into granite. My balls drew up.

“You knew?” I panted, letting my hands skim her bare flesh. “You knew I snuck into your room and let me watch you?” I couldn’t catch my breath.

“Yes,” she confirmed, and it felt like fucking brain exploded.

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