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“Spending the night with Edie.” She grins up at me and I lean down, dropping a kiss on her nose. “That’s what I told him. And he has Find my Phone, so if he checks, I’ll be in the building where Edie’s room is.”
“You are so fucking smart,” I murmur, kissing her for real. But she’s withdrawing from me way too soon, breaking out into a run, and I chase after her, catching up with ease because my legs are longer and really? She’s not that fast.
“I’m so tired,” she whines, leaning into me. “And we still have to walk so far.”
This girl is all over the place. I blame the alcohol. “I’ll carry you.”
“What?”
“Get on my back.” I turn and bend over. “Hop on.”
She does as I say so quickly, I nearly fall over, but slowly I rise up, her arms going around my neck in an almost chokehold while I grab the back of her legs. I carry her the rest of the way home like this, her mouth at my ear, her body wrapped all around my back and I can’t wait to drop her on the bed. Fall on top of her. Kiss her senseless.
When we get to my building, she hops off my back and the moment we’re locked away in my room, she’s on me. Knocking me backward so I fall onto the bed with my girl straddling me, her arms around my neck, her forehead pressed to mine.
“I missed you so much,” she whispers. “I was so stupid, breaking up with you like I did.”
“You thought you had to,” I whisper back, slipping my hands beneath the bottom of her sweatshirt, encountering nothing but bare skin. “Your dad told you so.”
“I shouldn’t have listened to him. He feels bad about it by the way.” She dips her head, pressing her mouth against my neck.
I hiss in a breath at the contact, feeling it right down to my balls. “He’s going to give me a chance, huh?”
“He was just being overprotective.” She reaches for the front of my suit, pushing it open. “I don’t want to talk about him right now.”
“Whatcha want to talk about, Daze?” I’m teasing her. The liquid courage is carrying over to her basically mauling me, not that I’m complaining.
“I don’t want to talk.” She pulls away so she can look into my eyes, her expression serious. “I want to feel you inside me.”
I groan, shocked yet pleased by her response. “You are a different person when you drink.”
“I kind of like who I am right now.” Her smile is small. “I feel more like my real self.”
“Keep it up, baby.” I grab hold of her and gently shove her to the side so she falls onto the bed then stand, getting rid of my jacket and the costume button-up shirt immediately. “I’ll give you exactly what you want.”
She leans back on the bed, her hands braced on the mattress, her legs dangling over the edge. She toes off her shoes, the movement causing her sweatshirt to ride up, revealing a sliver of pale skin.
My hands literally itch to touch her, I want her so fucking bad.
Within seconds I’ve shed everything I was wearing, save for my boxer briefs, while she’s still struggling to take off her jeans. I take over, helping her get rid of them.
“Sit up,” I tell her and she does what I ask. “Lift your arms.”
I take the sweatshirt off, pulling it up and over her head and tossing it on the floor. She’s sitting in front of me in just her bra and panties, and my dick surges against the front of my boxers, eager to get inside her.
“You’re not too drunk, are you?” I ask.
“No.” She giggles, shaking her head.
“I don’t take advantage of drunk girls.”
“How can you take advantage of the willing?” she asks, genuinely serious.
I chuckle, leaning in to brush her lips with mine. “Guess we can go through with this then.”
She smiles, nipping at my bottom lip with her teeth. “You better go through with this.”
“Don’t ever doubt me, Daze.” I kiss her. “I’m going through with this over,” I kiss her again, “and over,” another kiss, this one with tongue, “and over again. All night long if you’ll let me.”
