Page 97 of Steeling Her
Her arms grasp on to my muscles to tug me closer to her body that I can’t get enough of. Slipping my tongue in, we sigh at the feeling of them tangling with one other again. The heat between our mouths is a craving I now have. Her succulent kisses drive me crazy. The way her lips mould perfectly against mine makes me shiver. The trail of fire she leaves behind after every stroke of her hand on my skin. I like making out with her; it’s something that I just can’t get enough of.
I cup my hands around her small oval face, continuing to ravish her mouth. I stop immediately when I feel myself grow down south. The need for me to roll my hips against her was at its peak. I need to step away and control my urges. She’s not ready for the full version of me, the one where I will have her screaming my name while I’m buried deep inside her. Balls deep, preferably.
God, I can’t wait for that moment.
“I should go . . .” I regretfully say. “I don’t want to, but I should,” I tell her. In a daze like I am, she opens her eyes and her blue ones clash with my green ones. They are so clear and beautiful; ocean clear. Stealing the breath in my lungs, I step back and kiss her forehead. “I’ll see you at three.” I need to leave before something more intense happens.
“See you then.” She smiles and waves her small hand seeing me out.
“Bye,” I say, not being able to wipe the stupid smile of my face.
“Bye.” She bites her lip again and I take a deep breath.
“Bye,” I repeat myself, but this time actually leaving with the door closed behind me. I need to leave; like, now. I saunter back down the hallway, deciding to skip the elevator and take the stairs. One step at a time, I descend to the main area where girls are flooding the area. I’m walking confidently through with a huge smile on my face as I leave the building.
“Excuse me.” I move around girls purposely trying to stop me. I know they are, it’s so obvious. It’s been like this ever since I made first string quarterback in this college.
“It’s okay, Nick.” The low tone in the girl’s voice makes me shake. Not for a good reason. I don’t even bother to look up at her. I’m not interested.
“Trying to get her to make up with you, Nick?” Hearing Maya’s screeching voice makes my jaw clench and fists ball up at my sides.
Jokes on her though, she was caught red handed. Carter heard her and told me everything. So, I turn around with the biggest smirk on my face only to be greeted by her and her posse. Kelly, as always, right beside her and Sarah, whose been fucking Rob for the past while. He’s only using her to get the girl he’s been in love with to react. I told him it’s not the right way, but he didn’t listen. He keeps saying it’s his last resort.
“You’ll be glad to know, Maya, we’re actually good now.” Her face drops from her usually fake smirk into a deep frown. This makes me smile even more.
“What?” she questions out loud.God, I’m going to relish in telling her she was caught.
“Yeah, we made up. I just walked her home from staying the night with me.” Her eyes light up with a deep red. Warning signs flash, telling me she is going to blow any minute now.
“So you slept with her? How desperate. I suppose you’ll want me tonight then? Seeing as you’ve done the deed and are probably bored?” She laughs wickedly, but I just shake my head to shut her down. Her eyes narrow into fine slits, not removing her focus from me.
“No, actually, I held her the entire night. She fell asleep on me and I let her stay the night. But me, being the gentleman I am, walked her back so she could get ready for classes. And she’ll probably stay the night again if I get my way. Or I might stay in hers, who knows?” I gloat and move away, leaving to go back towards the house. I’m not even interested in this conversation. It’s already boring me to tears.
“You can’t be serious! She knows about the picture!” She opens her arms wide and throws an tantrum, like always. Dramatic Maya is out now, it’s such a typical Maya situation too. Because it didn’t work out the way she wanted it to she’s throwing a real bitch fit.
Surprise, surprise.
“Oh yeah, about that.” I walk back over to her and the two dipshits standing behind her. “She heard you in the bathroom yesterday . . . all of you. So, she knows that I was set up by you and Ryan. If you weren’t so proud of it, Maya, it would’ve actually worked. But you just couldn’t keep your gloating to yourself now, could you? Such a Maya move . . . Oh, and another thing, she is much better than you—way better—in every fucking way, Maya. Don’t you forget about it. Because the way I see it, I’m never going back to you, no matter how desperate I am. I’m over it. ” I shrug and walk backwards.
The steam leaving her ears is a silent pat on the back for me; the cherry on top and icing on the cake. With one final blow that she deserves, I smile at her while I’m still walking away. “You’re too loose for me, Maya. I don’t like them desperate and willing to spread their legs for anything with a title.” I give her the peace sign to say I’m out of here and turn back around to jog home so I can shower and get ready too. Getting those last words in felt so fucking good, and to see her face light up with so much anger felt even better.
I’m so over Maya. All I want is Carter.
Carter Steel.
I finally reach the house again, using my shoulder to push the door open. I bump into somebody and immediately realize it’s TJ. He spins around to face me. I can hear myself make an apology automatically but I stop myself. My ex-best friend, with Haley behind him in his jersey tucked into her shorts.
“I hope the sex was worth it.” I use my sisters words back at her smugly and laugh at the sight of them. They’ll be over before they start. I have my “I told you so” speech ready for Haley. Once this is over, this fractured relationship between us is beyond fixable.
“We didn’t . . . we didn’t have sex, Nick. It’s not like that between us,” TJ mutters back. Uneasy is the only word to describe his demeanor.
“Whatever, I couldn’t give a fuck, TJ. Do what you want, I’m done with you.” I bump my shoulder against his but he grabs hold of me. I focus my eyes on where his hand is, staring down at it like it’s diseased.
“Can I just talk to you? Let me explain all of this.” He removes it quickly because he knows what I’m thinking.
“Your actions speaks volumes, TJ. Like I said, I couldn’t give a fuck what you do, or who you do. We’re no longer friends. You made your bed, now fucking lie in it.” I growl back, but he puffs out his chest to say he’s not taking my shit.
“Your choice, Nick. I offered to explain this misunderstanding—”
