Page 58 of Matched By My Rival
I flipped the lock on the bathroom door behind me, and his gaze went hot. Damn. This guy should come with a warning. Beware: Intense stare may cause recipient to come in his pants.
We both moved at the same time, crashing together in a tangle of limbs against the wall. Our lips met so forcefully it hurt. Teeth clacked, and then his silky, hot tongue met mine and it felt as if the planets aligned just for us.Perfection.
Our kiss softened, but it grew no less passionate. We kissed, and kissed, and kissed until I lost all track of time. My hands skimmed under his shirt, absorbing his body heat. He was still firm and muscular, with only a little give as I pressed in against him. Simon’s hands roamed too, dropping to my ass to squeeze.
As he pulled me tighter against him, I tore my mouth away from his to gasp air. Words tumbled from me. “I want you inside me so bad.”
“You…really?” He sounded stunned.
The words shocked me just as much. I’d never bottomed before. But there was something about the possessive way that Simon touched me that made the fantasy spring into my mind. I wanted to feel it, wanted him to pin me down and just fuckingtakeme.
My heart raced as I nodded. “Yeah. I mean, only if you want. I get carried away sometimes.”
Simon’s hands tightened on my ass. “Are you kidding? I bet you feel amazing. I’d love to fuck you if you’re game.”
“Hell yeah,” I said.
Our lips joined in one more heated kiss before Simon pushed me back. “We better get back before someone suspects something.”
I glanced down. He was as hard as I was, his jeans bulging. “Sure you don’t want me to take care of that first?”
He placed the heel of his hand against his dick, pressing hard. “Not helping, Parker. Just back up and give me some space to calm the fuck down.”
I raised my hands and stepped back, grinning. “Sorry. You’re just so hot I can’t help myself.”
He laughed and shook his head. “That makes two of us. Hang back, okay? I’ll head out. You rejoin us in a few minutes. I don’t want anyone thinking too hard about why we were in the bathroom together. And we’ll get the hell out of here as soon as we can.”
I nodded, fully onboard with that plan. My body still tingled with the aftermath of our make-out session and the promise of what was to come as I retook my seat across from Ethan. That made me wonder, what had Simon’s weird comment about Ethan been about anyway? Had hereallybeen jealous?
I slanted my gaze in his direction—catching him averting his eyes. Huh. Simon Prentiss jealous over me? Maybe he felt more than I thought he did. Maybe there was more to this than chemistry and hormones.
I crossed my fingers under the table and laughed along as Ethan told another joke.
17
SIMON
The driver’s seat in Darnell’s car was reclined too far. How the heck did he drive like this? I felt for the lever, adjusting the seat for the third time since Parker got into the car. He was watching me, clearly amused.
“So, where are we going?” I asked as I drove through the downtown district, bypassing Tracks, the ice cream parlor, the movie theater. Ahead, more residential neighborhoods awaited. To the west and east, the highway leading to other towns. And behind us, campus—the one direction I didn’t want to go.
Parker blinked. “You’re the driver. Don’t you have a plan?”
“Uh, not really.” I cleared my throat. “Getting the car was my plan. Should we just drive to some lookout and…”
“Get it on in the car?” Parker looked disappointed. “That wasn’t exactly what I had in mind.”
We both glanced over our shoulders at the backseat. Darnell’s car was roomy compared to some, maybe, but cramming two football players back there wasn’t likely to be too comfortable.
“Kind of thought I’d left my backseat fumbles in high school,” I said.
Parker laughed suddenly. “Did you really get it on in the backseat?”
“You didn’t?”
He shrugged. “Nah. I mostly hooked up in spare rooms at parties. Booked a hotel on prom night, but otherwise…”
Ah, yes. Rich boy privilege.No way I could have ever afforded to book a hotel room. It took everything I could scrounge just to rent a tux. I bet he had a limo too, the whole works. I glanced sidelong at him, taking in his broad shoulders, his lean but strong build, and those long legs. I bet he looked hot as fuck in a tux.
