Chapter 39
I’M SITTING on a bench in front of her building and trying to follow along to this damn YouTube video. I want to fold her an origami heart with tonight’s game sheet and it’s not coming out as well as I fucking hoped. Dammit.
I dig down into my pockets and feel around for my pen when my right hand curls around her panties. That was the best sex of my fucking life. I smile and feel like my hearts gonna beat straight outta my chest for her.
I let go of her thong and find a pen to write today’s date along with, “I love you,” across the folded center and stuff it all into my hoodie pocket. My foot bounces up and down and I feel restless without her now.
I send Jake a text telling him I’ll swing by later to get them and wait for her to pack a bag. I told her to grab whatever she needed to stay with me for a while. We can come back and get more but as far as I’m concerned she’s staying with me.
I haven’t slept next to her yet but I already know I never want to go to bed any other way. Plus, the last time she was in my room it was without me and I need to rectify that immediately. I want a fucking redo.
ME:
Make sure to pack that green silk nightie
BIRDIE:
Which one?
Which one? How many does she have? It doesn’t matter, I want to see them all.
ME:
All of them
BIRDIE:
…
“I want to see you in every single one,” I tell her as soon as she picks up the phone. I couldn’t wait any longer for her to respond and those three dots were fucking with me the longer she typed back.
“I hope ya like green then,” she says with a sweet little happy laugh that sounds so fucking cute.
“It’s my favorite when you have it on,” I tell her, thinking about her in that green dress she wore when she sang.
“Oh yeah?” I swear she just purred and it’s got me wanting her all to myself. There’s too many people around and I jog around the building and into the wooded area.
“Yup. And I wanna see you in each and every single fucking one before I strip you out of them. I want you standing in my room like you were that night.” I tell her while slipping into my spot behind the big trees.
“It was actually your doorway.” Like I’d ever forget.
“Oh I remember, gorgeous. But there’s no way I’m letting anyone else see you but me.” I watch her blinds rise up in her bedroom window revealing her stunning silhouette.
“I felt so silly answerin’ the door like that, I was tryin’ to get your attention.” I’m such a fucking idiot for making this perfect girl feel like that.
“You’ve always had my attention, you”ve been the center of it since August 22nd.” I’m as sincere as possible when I tell her this and hope like hell she believes me.
“You remember the date?” Abso-fucking-lutely I do.
“I remember the way I felt the first time I saw you,” I tell her and shake my head in disbelief that we’ve finally fallen into place. “Just like I remember the way your eyes glowed when you opened my bedroom door in that silk nightie, now let”s go home so I can add how you look in all that green to my list of unforgettable moments.” I want her in my bed this time. I want her spread out for me like a pretty star.
“I’m comin’ down now,” she says as her light goes out. I can hear her scrambling around.
“Take your time, Birdie, there’s no rush.”
“Oh there certainly is a rush. You’re takin’ me home this minute, you’ve got me all worked up again.” Yes, ma’am.
“Is that right?” My voice gives away to every filthy fucking thought thats running through my head.
“See ya in a minute, rascal,” she says when I hear the ding of the arriving elevator before she hangs up the phone.
I keep an eye out and carefully loop around to the front of the building to wait for her when I see him sitting on a bench. I swear on The Miracle on Ice that I feel a volcanic surge of anger and adrenaline erupt through my veins. He looks even douchier than usual with a stupid gas station rose laying next to him.
“Why the fuck are you here?” I shout and storm over to him as he pops up to his feet. I stare his ass down and he looks like a fucking deranged maniac smiling back at me.
“To win,” he says with crazy eyes and a strung out look on his face. What the fuck? To win what?
“What the fuck does that mean?” I demand and keep stepping forward, forcing him back and away from the building. She’s gonna be down here any second and I don’t want him anywhere near her.
“It doesn’t fucking concern you,” he shouts in my face.
“Like hell it doesn’t,” I growl out and ball my fucking fists.
“Chase?” My heartbeat blasts in my ears when I hear her voice break over my name while she sucks in a sharp breath.
He points his chin up and extends his neck in his short ass attempt to look over my shoulder at her. I’m about to hulk outta my skin and explode when I catch his eyes travel up and down her body. Oh fuck no.
Technically, I’ve got a good three inches on him but right now, I might as well be as tall as a fucking skyscraper. I tower over him and block his view. He’s not getting one goddamn second of her attention.
The angel and devil are shouting that he’s a goddamn threat and I couldn’t agree more. I turn my head slightly to the right and catch sight of her.
“Get back inside, Birdie.” I shout to her in warning without turning away from this asshole. He’s too fucking squirrely. He narrows his eyes, looking determined as ever.
“Stay the fuck away from her,” I snarl into his deranged face. He looks like he’s all coked up.
“Can’t do that. Now stop getting in my fucking way,” he sneers and tries to push me back. I don’t fucking budge. My legs are like goddamn tree trunks. Preppy boy’s gonna need a fucking zamboni to get me to move.
“You two again!” The Residence Director shouts and we both look over to see him stomping outta the glass doors. He’s got his walkie talkie in one hand and a pissed off look on his face. He’s already calling for campus security and police when this asshole makes his move.
“I don’t have time for this!” Will shouts and lunges forward like he’s trying to go through me. Fat fucking chance. I catch him around the middle in a bear hold, pick him up, and spin him around toward the other direction.
“Sloane! Sloane! SLOANE!” He starts screaming his head off and sounds fucking delirious. There’s this strangled desperation in his voice when he yells out her name. I can hear his crazy and it makes me fucking fanatical to protect her. I don’t think twice and start squeezing the shit outta him.
“SHUT THE FUCK UP!!” I keep tightening my arms around his stomach until he starts coughing. He’s trying to dislodge my hands and is squirming trying to break free. I squeeze as tight as I can just as campus security and police show up. They form a makeshift circle around us and start yelling at me to let him go. Not fucking way.
“Say my girl’s name one more fucking time,” I spit out. I never want to hear him say, “Sloane,” again. I’ll slice his goddamn tongue off with my skate. “And I’ll break your fucking ribs, push ‘em into your fucking lungs, and make sure you never fucking breathe again.” And then I throw his ass down on the pavement.
“Finally,” I say before kissing her lips and slamming my bedroom door behind us to shut the world out. I wrap my arms around her waist and hoist her up. Her legs go around my hips and I carry her over to my bed. I fucking need her. I need to feel her all around me. I need to be us.
When campus security showed up they were angry as fuck to see the three of us and the Building Director outside. Before they even figured out what had happened they had our wrists zip tied and banned us from the building for good. Guess she’s moving into my room then.
We were both read the riot act and informed that both Coach and the Panhellenic President, whoever the hell that is, were already being updated about what had happened. As soon as Will heard that, preppy boy went fucking nuts.
He got up and tried to plow through campus security in another attempt to get to her when campus police tackled his ass and arrested him. He was talking in circles about his frat and sounded fucking delusional when he said he was out hunting. It was clear he was harassing her and fucking tripping his ass off.
Even as he was being put in the back of a squad car he was mouthing off about her being his legacy. I don’t know what the fuck that means but I wish they would’ve tazed him when he kept going on about winning and being an Omega man. He sounded fucking insane.
They brought us down to the campus police station for Sloane to file more complaints about Will in addition to the restraining order. They gave me a strong fucking warning and then sent us on our way.
And thank fuck because I can’t wait any longer to be inside of her. To have her as close to me as I can.
“You were like a pitbull earlier,” she says on a breath while I kiss down her jaw. “You were somethin’ fierce protectin’ me against Will.” I fucking hate hearing her say his name and spank her peachy ass.
“What on earth was that for?” she questions while her fingers thread through my hair. She holds my head to her face and I continue kissing her delicious skin.
“For mentioning that asshole when I’m about to fuck you,” I tell her and pull off the sweatshirt-jersey combo from her body. I stare into her eyes and push her jeans to the floor. “Now get on the bed, I’m gonna make sure I’m the only man you think about.”
“You’re one of the only happy thoughts I have,” she says and scoots back to the headboard. Before I strip outta my clothes, I reach inside my hoodie pocket and give her the folded origami heart I made earlier. She holds it in her hand and looks at me like I just gave her a star from the sky. It makes me feel fucking worthy of being hers.
“And I’m gonna make sure you smile everyday, Birdie.” I crawl over her beautiful body and suck her nipple through the red silk of her bra. I blow out a breath over the wet fabric and she lets out a breathy noise that goes straight to my rock solid dick.
I need to feel her naked skin and pull down the cups of her sexy bra to free her pretty tits. I suckle on her nipple and she lets out a moan of pleasure that has me squeezing my cock until it hurts.
“Kiss me,” she says and her arms reach around to bring me up to her. I crash my mouth to hers and kiss my girl like I was away at war and survived just to come home to her.
I roll us to our sides and my hand drops down to her core. She shivers when my fingers separate her slick folds and I slide them in and out, dragging the calloused tips across a spot deep inside her wet, warm pussy. Every swipe has her struggling to kiss me back. I don’t let up. If anything I’m fucking relentless.
She tilts her head towards the dark ceiling elongating her neck while her delicate hand harshly grips the back of mine. She holds on tight while I suck on her sweet skin. I drag my teeth across the red mark before tracing her pulse with the tip of my tongue.
“You gonna sing for me, Birdie?”
She croons out a string of sexy sounds that I feel under my lips as her now marked throat vibrates. My girl shakes all over and sings me a pretty song when her little pussy comes all over my hand. Goddamn, that was one of the most beautiful sounds I’ve ever heard. And fuck, do I want to hear it again.
I don’t give her a fucking second to recover before rolling her onto her back. I position my leaky cock between her thighs and push inside, stealing the air right outta her lungs.
“It’s time for an encore, gorgeous girl.”