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Micah
I’ve never wantedsomething so much in my life.
At first, it angered me. I was irate. All I could see was red.
Where in the hell did she come from?
I’ve met this girl before. I always thought she was pretty. Her perfectly curled, dirty blonde hair and ice blue eyes. But when she climbed in the back of Declan’s truck last Friday, it was like I was seeing her for the first time. I felt it... the air whooshing from my lungs. My heart stopped for a split second, the calm before the storm. When it started beating again, it was hammering in my chest, thunder rolling through my veins.
And I didn’t like it.
Not a bit.
She was hot! Dangerous. She couldn’t have been more than an inch over five foot tall, petite, with a rockin’ body. Her shirt was low cut, her ample cleavage on display.
The Alexis I met was sort of frumpy. She wore clothes that hung off her body, hiding its perfection. Always had her nose stuck in a book. Hell, if it weren’t for the fact her hair was always perfectly styled, I would have thought she didn’t care about her appearance at all.
However, the girl who sat in the back of Dec’s truck with me was anything but frumpy.
She cared.
And so did I.
Which is why I was angry because I wanted her. So did my dick. He was straining against my zipper the entire drive. Begging to be freed. Forherto be the one to let him out of his cage.
I’ve never had such a visceral reaction to a woman before. And I’ve had plenty of girls.
Finn has been in love with Willow for so long, waiting on her, that he’s only dated a handful of girls. Declan liked to come across as a player, but in reality, he’d been with fewer people than Finn. Then there’s me.
I’m far from being a saint. I love women. What I can do for them. To please them. And vice versa. Since starting college last fall, I’ve snuck into more dorm rooms than I care to admit. But one look at this girl, Alexis, and I want to give that life up.
She was the only one I wanted beneath me, screaming my name. I longed to see her face as pleasure consumed her. Pleasure I brought her. And the fact that I was sharing a tent with her gave me a golden opportunity to make it happen.
Even if Declan had made me promise to keep my hands to myself.
Did I mention I’m not a saint?
Because part of being the bad boy means throwing out pickup lines to reel girls in.
Color me surprised when Lex told me to go fuck myself.
I covered my shock with anger. Spent the entire party at the Palmers’ whispering inappropriate things in her ear to get her fired up. My own version of foreplay. I worked her into a frenzy, and she was ready to strangle me by the time we headed to the tent that night.
My hope was her rage would turn into a passionate roll in my sleeping bag.
Not what happened. In fact, it wasn’t until the next morning that she spoke her first full sentence to me.
Get the fuck off me!
Again, not what I was hoping for. I also wasn’t aware that I’d rolled over in my sleep and pulled her body against mine. My arm was slung over her waist, my leg outside of my sleeping bag, laying haphazardly over both of hers, trapping her in the confines of her bag.
I scrambled off her as quick as I could, but there was no way to hide my morning wood in only my boxer briefs. And that’s where her eyes fell and stayed. The sexual tension grew by the second, and just as I was about to apologize for molesting her in her sleep, Evie was shaking our tent to wake us up.
We drifted toward each other the entire day. When she swam away from our friends, I followed. Small talk was a new concept to me when it came to the opposite sex, but I held up my end of the conversation. We didn’t talk about what happened the day before, she didn’t demand I apologize for the things I said to her, or for cuddling with her this morning. She didn’t bring any of that up so neither did I. Yet I couldn’t help but catch her staring at me when she thought no one was watching. Evie by her side, smiling as if she had a secret she couldn’t wait to share.
When she slipped off to our tent, I knew it was a risk to follow her. That it would be obvious to our friends I was running after her. Nothing was going on between us, but I did want to talk to her before she fell asleep. Apologizing felt like a big deal at that point. I hadn’t found the right time to say it that day and it was nagging me.
This side of me was also a new concept.
