Chapter 49
The Sex King Revealed
We all assumed, but now that we know I'm severely depressed. Why does Jake have to be off the market? Are any more Sex Kings out there? #Askingforafriend #TeamSexKing
Jaxon hops up off my bed from where he was sitting so I give him one last hug. "I'm so proud of you!"
"Thanks, sis!" He has the biggest smile on his face as he heads into the living room.
I look at my closet, trying to figure out what I need to wear tonight!
My breath catches as I see the red skirt I bought when we went back to school shopping.
It probably won't fit, as I didn't try it on.
I shrug my shoulders because I'm not ready to give in to defeat yet. I'm going to try it on anyway.
I can be my own worst critic. I think everyone can relate to that statement in some way or another.
I read somewhere that you have to learn to love yourself before ever loving anybody else.
Jake deserves to be loved the right way.
I've found that sexy has no clear definition.
It's not just one size or one specific number on a scale.
It can be a smile, a touch, or hopefully, a red polka-dotted skirt that I have no business wearing.
I smile to myself as I pull up it up and it fits like a glove.
Tight but not uncomfortably so. I love the way the material moves up and down on my skin.
It creates a certain amount of friction.
My hips look full, my waist looks tiny, and my ass looks freaking glorious.
I'm not going to think about how my chunky legs look.
We're going to focus on the positives. Jake comes through the door with a growl.
"Oh, hell no! Put that back in the closet. "
I laugh. Jake may be an idiot caveman, but he's my idiot caveman. I place my hands on my hips. "Yea, no. I'm wearing this to the party, with or without you."
He gives me a look so raw, so primal. He picks me up and places me on top of my computer desk. We kiss feverishly and he reaches between my legs and growls when he realizes that I'm not wearing panties. "You're mine, Dani. Don't you ever forget that!"
I swallow hard as he begins to move his fingers in and out slowly. He's torturing me. Even though I'm breathless, I have to make him understand how I feel. "Don't you know that I don't know where I begin and you end?"
He envelopes my mouth with another kiss. I moan out the release of my pleasure as a knock comes at my door. I bury my face in his neck trying to stifle my moans but there is no way they didn't hear that. He laughs at my embarrassment and shouts, "Give us five!"
He helps me down, and we go into the bathroom to freshen up. He kisses my forehead. "I can't wait until we come back and I get to lay you down."
I stand on my tiptoes and kiss his cheek.
"Ditto." As soon as we make our way into the living room, we get accosted by sex noises.
Jake throws his head back and laughs. I shoot everybody the middle finger before placing my face in my hands.
Kill me now. Jake takes my hands and puts them around his waist. I gladly bury my face into his toughness.
As we leave, I look up at him and laugh.
Fraternity Row is live and poppin' tonight. The solo cups are full, the music is loud, and the company is great. We park in the garage and head into the biggest house on the Row. Jake places his hand in the small of my back, he knows I love that.
Sasha makes us her signature drink, Amaretto sours.
It feels so good to be out tonight and free of Benji.
It has been so long since I've just been able to breathe.
I can finally give the majority of my focus to school.
I feel the heavy burden of what I've gone through slowly evaporating away little by little, day by day.
Soon, I silently pray, maybe I'll be back to normal.
Axel yells, "Shots! Shots! Shots!" He's a crazy but lovable party animal.
I chug both of my shots back-to-back. This is the college experience I wanted, not the one I got.
I drag Jake out onto the dance floor. Our group joins us and my body melts into his.
He grabs the back of my neck and pulls me to his waiting lips.
We kiss and dance for what seems like hours.
The alcohol is coursing through my whole body.
I go outside to catch my breath and grab some fresh air when Jake backs me up against the side of the house and grinds against me.
I moan in response. He leads me to the back of the house where it's almost pitch black out.
Unzipping his pants, I push him up against the house.
He lets out a ragged breath. "You ready, baby? "
His only response sounds strangled. I crouch down and wrap my mouth around his thick cock and move up and down slowly.
I smile to myself as his panting hits my ear.
He pulls me up and places my back against the wall, yanking my skirt up and hoists me up as I wrap my legs around him.
He plunges into me aggressively and we're both on fire and aching for sweet release.
I can't stop my scream when and Jake buries his face into my neck and finds his release. "Fuck baby. What you do to me...."
"I just had sex in public. The correct statement is actually what we do to each other."
He bends down and kisses me softly. "I love you, Sweet Cheeks."
"I love you, too."
After cleaning up, we walk back into the party.
Sasha gives me a look and I stick my tongue out at her as she gives me another drink or seven.
I go back out to the dance floor and start dancing, feeling invincible, like I could rule the world.
A guy comes up behind me and I can tell it's not Jake.
I turn around and shoo him off. He better be glad Jake didn't see that.
I get back in my grove and feel someone grinding behind me again.
I turn around and attempt to shoo him off again.
Mr. Persistent needs to back the hell off.
Jake comes up and pushes the guy. I grab his arm to keep him from punching him because he doesn't need that kind of negativity right now. Not with football season just starting.
I stand in front of Jake, pissed. Who the hell does this guy think he is?
When a girl says she's not interested, she means, SHE’S NOT INTERESTED!
I'm all about the shouty capitols today.
I love Jake, but sometimes I need to fight my own battles.
Nobody takes advantage of me ever again.
I point my finger into the guys chest. Maybe a little too hard because he flinches.
I almost feel guilty. "Hey! I said, go away!
Now leave us alone before my Sex King punches you so hard he knocks you into next week! "
Jake grabs me around my waist and nuzzles my hair. "You heard the lady. Fuck off."
It's then that I realize the music has stopped.
I mean, it's all the way quiet in here. I turn around and look at Jake.
He's amused and I am devastated. Why can't I just shut my big fat mouth sometimes?
I unwrap myself from the protection of his arms. I've got to not only leave this party, but I also have to quit school, maybe even leave the United States.
I cannot deal with my life right now. "Oh no, you don't, Sweet Cheeks!
" He picks me up and hauls me onto his shoulder.
The room erupts in cheers. "Sex King! Sex King! Sex King!"
I slap his tight ass and the room cheers even louder.
Well, I'm not leaving school now, but I may just put my hair in my face and not look directly into anybody's eyes for a while.
I shake my head. He'll never forget this.
His already healthy ego will be huge now.
On the way back to his truck, I think of how I'll have to humble him if he gets too "big" for his britches.