Page 81 of Broken Hearts
I was already sporting a semi just from being in the same room with her, but thanks to her soft, perky boobs I’m now jabbing her in the ass with my dick. And her ass is covered by some silky panties that are absolutely not helping the situation.
“Sorry, I didn’t come here for that, but my dick doesn’t care about my good intentions.” I close my eyes and try to think of anything but sex, but when Sienna grinds back into me, I lose that battle completely.
“Neither do I.”
* * *
The next afternoon,I corner Maverick in the weight room. “I need your help with something.”
Lying back on the bench press, he finishes his set before racking the barbell and sitting up. “Anything. What’s up?”
After I’ve got Maverick on board, I head to campus to find Sienna. I wait outside of Moreno Hall where she has class. When she comes out, her head is downcast and her phone in hand.
Mine pings in my pocket and I retrieve it as I continue to watch her.
Angel: Hey, handsome. Want to grab dinner? I’m starving.
Me: Sure do. You look good in red.
She stares down at the message for a long time, then her head pops up and she scans until she finds me. I push off the bike rack and meet her halfway.
“Stalker much?”
“I’m one of the friendly ones.” I take her backpack and sling it over my shoulder. “I have a surprise.”
“Does it include food? Because that wasn’t a lame excuse to make plans. I really am starving.”
“I’ve got you covered.”
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Sienna
“Where are we going?” We’ve been in Maverick’s SUV for thirty minutes and I have no idea where we are.
“You’ll see,” Rhett insists.
Everyone else is grinning. They’re all in the know and I’m not.
“Have I mentioned that I don’t like surprises?”
“You’ll like this one.” He leans over and presses a kiss to my lips. “Promise.”
“We’re here,” Maverick calls from the front seat.
Eagerly, I peer out the front window. Color lights up the night sky as we’re waved into a dirt lot to park.
“A carnival?” I can practically smell the popcorn and funnel cake from here.
Rhett holds my hand, swinging it lightly, as we walk toward the sound of rides and games intermixed with happy squeals of delight.
His friends push ahead of us to get tickets.
“Be right back.” Rhett joins them and Ginny looks back and notices I’m alone.
“Are you excited?” She beams at me, and I want to be as excited as she wants me to be.
“Yeah. This is amazing.”
