AllFreeNovel
Share Us
And so I part my thighs just a bit, enough for him to slip his fingertips all the way up, pressing the seam of the jeans against my clit.
My breath hitches and I look straight ahead as if my body isn’t igniting under his touch.
He doesn’t try to get me off, and he’s gentle more than anything else. Petting me and pausing when my eyes close.
It’s over before it really gets started, though.
The sound of everyone packing up is the cue he needs to pull back his hand. I’m riding a high from the forbidden foreplay and I don’t acknowledge her when Angie says goodbye. I hear her, but I pretend I don’t. Maybe that makes me callous or catty or something else. It doesn’t matter. I didn’t come here to make friends.
Although I didn’t come here for Dean either.
We’re the last two remaining. It’s becoming a habit. One I’m starting to grow fond of.
“What’s going on tonight?” he asks me, and I don’t answer.
He’s a tornado. Destructive and all-consuming. And just like a natural disaster, I’m not quite sure how to handle Dean or if I can use this situation to my advantage.
One thing is certain, there’s going to be a path of wreckage left in his wake.
“I’m staying home this weekend I think,” I answer him honestly. I’ll be alone in the house, planning and considering all my options.
“Like at your parents’ place?” he asks me.
“No, just here.” The thought of going home to my mother’s is one I don’t give the time of day.
“Got it,” he says, moving his bookbag he didn’t even touch to the top of his desk.
“Well, I’m heading out early tomorrow morning. You want to hang out tonight?” he asks me and then winks.He’s not going to be here this weekend.My heart slams hard against my rib cage, although on the surface I keep my body relaxed. I had plans. Plans that were easy because he’d be at the frat party. But maybe this means I can save him from all this. Maybe it’s meant to be this way.
“Come on, don’t make me go to bed all alone,” Dean says and pouts when I don’t answer fast enough for him.
I can’t help but laugh.
“You want to fuck me but not bring me home to your mother, that it?” I tease him back.
“You want to come? I’ll bring you.”
“You’re fucking crazy.” My laugh is joined by the zip of my bag as I close it.
“I’m not staying there long; you want to come with?”
“I don’t think I’m the type of girl you bring home to your parents.”And I have things planned.I don’t tell him that part. He can’t know.
“First, you’re blind and delusional. Second, I hate my mother.”
“So, bringing me home would be to spite her?” Suddenly feeling lightened by the situation, a smirk graces my face. “Like to piss her off?” It’s another game.
“You’re something else, you know that?” he says, not answering my question.
If only he knew.
“What about rugby? Don’t you guys have a game or something?” I ask him, feeling a stir of anxiety deep in my stomach. It radiates outward as he answers.
“It’s not important, and the guys know I’m leaving. I’m not an official member anyway. It was just Kevin’s idea that I join.”
“You close to Kevin?” I ask him.
“His uncle really. He’s paying my ride here.”
