Page 77 of Rebound With Me
Nina
“Well that’s a shame,”I say, shuffling the deck of cards on top of the bedspread.
“Why’s that,” he asks, rubbing his hands together. “Don’t tell me you suck at Go Fish.”
“Nope. I was going to suggest Strip Poker. But now I’m excited about Go Fish.”
He tightens his jaw, grinning. “Oh, you little tease.” He swipes the cards off the bed, knocks the empty plates to the carpet and lunges towards me.
I squeal, even though he’s doing exactly what I need him to do. This quiet tension that’s been building inside of me since last night needs to be released, transformed, and he is surely the most adept, sexiest alchemist alive. He scoops me up in his arms and carries me…to the dresser across the room.Oh God yes.The one piece of furniture in this room we haven’t done it on yet.
He is rough and animalistic, looking up at me with eyes full of heat as he sets my ass down on top of the dresser. I guess not having sex with me last night was harder on him than I thought it would be, because he is—hard. Wow, he is so hard against my thigh as he kisses my neck. I try to unbutton his jeans, but he pushes my hand away, pulls his shirt off over his head and drops his pants in one swift movement.
I knew from the moment I first saw him that he could get naked fast, but that was the fastest I’ve seen him do it so far. Before I have a chance to reach for his cock, he growls and yanks my lounge pants and panties down, the shock making me jump a little so he can pull them off past my ass and to the floor. I start to raise my arms so he can remove my top and bra, but he is already pushing inside of me. I gasp, but I am already so wet for him, it only hurts for a second, and once he’s thrusting into me, the dresser slamming against the wall, his hands holding me in place by the hips, I forget everything.
There was no last night, there’s no rain, there are no questions, there is no end to this summer, there is only this.
His breathy grunting, the heat between us, the savage need to be a part of each other in a way that’s so uncomplicated, the only word I can remember now isyes.
Yes.
Yes.
* * *
Blissed-out after showering, tangled up in each other on the bed, I feel emboldened enough to risk the question.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Anything.”
“Is there anything else that I should know about you? Anything you’re afraid of telling me?”
“What? What do you mean?”
“I don’t want you to get upset.”
“I’m not.”
“When you were out in the lobby, Russell mentioned something.”
“Oh that sounds promising.”
“Something Sadie told him.”
“I knew it. I knew something was up.”
“I just don’t like him knowing something that I don’t. If that’s the case.”
“Yeah. Fucking principals. You know, when I was in high school the guy was always trying to “make an example” out of me.”
“The principal?”
“He was a dick. I know they aren’t all like that, but I guess I have a bias against them. She knew that, too. I’m not saying that’s why she started with him, but…I wouldn’t put it past her.” The way he says “she” when he’s referring to Sadie. He can’t even say her name right now.
“Wait, so it has to do with the principal of your high school?”
“Not exactly.” He sighs.
