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“We’ll see,” she says softly, letting her gaze roam down my chest to my cock, then back up to my eyes. “Not today, though. Get to class,” she commands, and her voice hardens.
“Bossy,” I tease her as she turns left. I debate following her. But now’s not the time. She’s just the right mix of shy and curious, but also confident and sexy as hell. I watch her disappear before turning right to go to my next class. “All right, Allie Cat, round one goes to you,” I say lowly.
My dick’s still hard and there’s a trace of a smile left on my lips.
College just got that much better.
ALLISON
Ishouldn’t be thinking about Dean Warren.
I definitely shouldn’t be going to this game for him.
And the smile on my lips when he does a double take over his shoulder, as I sit on the uncomfortable metal bleachers, that really shouldn’t be showing.
He’s a mistake waiting to happen.
The cockiness and arrogance mixed with the hard edge in his eyes are what tell me that much. As if a simple look wasn’t enough to warn me off.
He’s the type of guy who will force you against a hard wall, lift your skirt and tear off the thin fabric beneath it with a forceful tug. The type of guy who will hold you there while you scream as he takes you harder and harder.
He’s the type of guy my mother told me I should stay away from.
Good thing I stopped listening to my mother years ago.
He’s a mistake I’ve made before. Not just once or twice, and you’d think I’d have learned my lesson by now. Maybe I can blame it on insta-lust.
My heart slams against my rib cage, hating that I’m in such denial.
He’s a distraction. Dean is a distraction who could ruin everything. And maybe that’s why I can’t resist him.Do I really want to do this?I clear my throat and square my shoulders as my shoes sink into the grass. The urge to turn around without looking back is strong.
I was headed this way anyway.
The thought makes me smile. It almost makes me think that it’s even okay. That everything was meant to work out like this.
It’s a little late for me to be starting college but hey, being thrown to the wolves when you’re legally allowed to drink isn’t the worst thing in the world. I’m only a year behind and I have plenty of catching up to do. I’m shocked at how easy it is to get back into the student life. I graduated high school, went to community college for a year, then dropped out when Grandmom got sick only. One year later and I’m picking up the pieces, but blending in has been easier than I thought it would be.
“Go State!” I yell out and clap after setting my bag down on the ground.
There are maybe a dozen people scattered throughout the stands.
The field is small, as is the university. No one comes here because of their athletics program, that’s for damn sure.
It’s just an intramural team and there’s not even a real game today. It’s basically some guys fucking around. Shirts versus skin and lucky for me, Dean happens to be one of the shirtless players.
Just as I let my eyes admire his body, he jolts forward and tackles the shit out of another guy—Daniel, I think. It’s only when the guy stands up that I confirm it’s Daniel. Oh my. I’m not going to lie; this isn’t as bad as I thought it would be.
Rugby’s a violent sport.
The violence is what attracts me. It’s like playing with fire … and that’s what I came to do.
The men crash together, and I keep staring at one in particular. They slam into each other, brutalizing one another, all in the name of a good game.
It’s not a game to me. There’s too much at stake to call it that.
I can’t watch, but I also can’t rip my eyes away.
Thud.Thud. My heart pounds harder and harder as the memories slowly come back to me, and I need to shove them away. Hide them, bury them deep down inside.
