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“Tell Dean Powers how you want to come.” He licks my swollen nub back and forth.
“Yes.” I moan, throwing my head back.
His mouth takes over, and all thoughts of any pain vanish. I’m floating, climbing while he sucks on my clit. I reach for his hair, arching tighter in his mouth.
“I’m going to…” I groan.
“That’s it, baby, you come in my mouth,” he growls, then sucks.
I can’t stop. His filthy words heighten everything, and I spill over, screaming words, not sure what they are, while he holds me tight, as I pulse and climax in his mouth over and over until I can barely move.
He lifts his head, and our eyes lock. Yes, I should be horrified because his mouth is covered with my arousal and blood from him being my first.
A normal girl would, but I guess I’m not normal because I can’t lie—it turns me on. He’s exciting. It’s as if the world vanishes, and only he and I exist.
“Let’s get cleaned up.” He reaches for me, and I let him, too tired to move.
“That’s my baby girl.” Lifting me in his arms, he holds me close, and I snuggle my nose in his neck.
“You can call me Brett now.” He kisses my forehead and brings me into his bathroom. My stomach flutters, but I can’t think about that right now. All I know is I want him, all of him. The rest of the world can stay away.
ALEXANDREA
Birds. Is that a seagull? My eyes sluggishly blink open as it dawns on me I’m not in my room back in Ohio, but staring out at the ocean.
“Holy fuck.” I bolt up, looking around the spacious bedroom that has nothing but large windows as a wall on my right side. The smell of salt and seaweed slowly drifts through one that’s slightly open.
“Oh my God.” I cover my mouth as last night comes flooding back into my slightly hungover brain. The stupid party, Danny Boy’s punch… sex with Dean Powers, over and over. I kick off the covers to look down at myself. I look fine. Turning, I reach over to his side of the bed. It’s cold.
“Dean…” I clear my voice hating how raspy it always sounds in the morning, but today… “Dean Powers?” I call out. God, Alex, you sound like an idiot. Bringing the white fluffy comforter to my chin, I almost scream at the large bloodstain on it.
“No.” I leap up, my legs instantly shaking. “What the fuck?” I twirl around, looking for, well, I don’t know what I’m really looking for, but my mind is racing.
“Breathe, Alex, and think.” I make myself take a breath, and another, as I try formulating a plan. It’s a simple one.
Run.
Run like the fucking wind. Drop the class, and if you see him in passing, pretend you don’t. Or dye your hair, get a facelift, anything but stay here only to be thrown out in the morning light.
Jesus, that’s why he’s gone. He’s letting me have the massive walk of shame, alone. Which then brings me to my other problem: where are my clothes?
“Alexandrea?” Brett’s voice makes me freeze.
“Shit,” I hiss. The sound of a door closing makes me jump and dart like the wind into what I’m hoping is his bathroom. It might be his closet, but that could work to my advantage. I can hide behind his clothes.
Thank God, it’s his bathroom. I have to pull myself together. Grabbing a towel off his dark wooden shelf, I wrap it around me and look at the large glass container next to it holding a bunch of bar soaps. Another one holds seashells, and is that a cactus?
“Alex?” The knock on the door cuts into my brain enough so that I stop admiring his meticulously clean bathroom, and face the fact that I have to speak. Either that or hide in the shower.What is wrong with me?
“Just a minute,” I croak out, looking myself over in the mirror, then down at the sink, where I notice a brand new toothbrush. I glance at the door, then at the toothbrush. Maybe he didn’t want me to leave? Or maybe he simply wants me to have clean teeth?
“Stop it,” I whisper, ripping open the back part to get the toothbrush out.
“You want coffee, baby?” And I freeze.
Baby.He just said baby. My stomach flips, and for a split second, I’m worried I might faint.
I clear my voice. “Um, yes, please,” I call out, turning on the water so I can frantically brush my teeth. When I glance back up at my appearance, I literally do a double take. Because my cheeks are flushed, my lips are red and puffy, and my chin is slightly pink from Brett’s kisses.
