Hit the Wall (Blythe College) (12 page)

“And one of these days, I want to see them both on you at the same time,” Jackson said as he ran his finger underneath the strap, pulling it down my shoulder. “But not tonight.”

He kissed down my neck as he quickly removed my bra and pulled my skirt from my body. Holy shit! I’d just realized that I was naked. In bed. With Jackson Silver! This wasn’t something I had ever expected to happen to me, but I sure was glad that it was happening right about now.

“If that’s what you want, then that’s what you’ll get,” I promised. “It’s my favorite set so I’m pretty sure you’ll see me in them again in the future anyway.”

“That’s a dangerous promise to make, offering to give me what I want.”

“I think I’m learning to like living dangerously from you.”

“Well if that’s the case, then I’m really going to enjoy my prize,” he murmured before pushing me down so I was lying all the way back, stretched out naked for him. He trailed his eyes down my body and they darkened with desire. “Stay right there. Don’t move an inch,” he warned before he climbed off the bed and disappeared into the bathroom.

I heard a ripping noise, and then he came back moments later with what looked like pieces of a sheet gripped in his fist. He glanced down to find me in the exact same position he’d left
me in and flashed me a sexy grin before walking around the bed. He pulled my arm up a little bit and leaned over so that he could look me straight in the eyes.

“Do you trust me?” he asked.

“Yes,” I answered without hesitation. He’d earned my trust in the time we’d spent together.

“I want to tie your hands above your head. Is that okay with you?”

Now that was a tougher question. I’d never really gotten into anything too kinky before, but I’d certainly heard the gossip around campus about Jackson’s exploits in bed. And from what I’d heard, he liked to try things that I wasn’t sure I would enjoy.

“I don’t know,” I answered honestly.

“Just your hands. And I swear I’ll release them the second you ask me to, no matter what we’re doing at that time.”

“You’re not going to hurt me, are you?” I blurted out. At his horrified expression, I rushed to continue. “It’s just that I’ve had enough pain in my life already. I’m not really turned on by the idea of it in the bedroom.”

He looked down at the floor and heaved a deep sigh before climbing on the bed to kneel by me again. “Shit, Kaylie. You never have to try anything in bed with me that you’re not comfortable with. I know there are rumors that fly around about me. I heard all about them the first time someone decided it was a smart idea to share them with my sister. But I swear to God, you never have to worry about doing anything you don’t want to do with me. Fuck, I’d be happy just to lie here with you naked,” he said as he glanced down at the front of his boxers, where his very hard cock was pushing against the fabric. “Frustrated, but happy to be here with you.”

“I’m sorry,” I apologized. “I ruined the moment, didn’t I?”

He lay down and pulled me into his arms. “No, Kaylie. If the moment’s ruined, it’s my fault. I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking. It’s our first time together. I never should have asked you about that shit tonight.”

“Why did you then?” I couldn’t help but ask, curious to know what he had been thinking.

He drew me tighter against his body and drew my leg over his thighs. I could feel his hard-on against my knee. I was now painfully aware that we were having an awkward conversation while lying here naked together. And that we were both still incredibly turned on. I sincerely hoped that the night wasn’t ruined.

“I wasn’t thinking straight. Between wanting you so badly, the whole no-panties thing, finding you completely bare, and fantasizing about having you like that pretty much constantly since we’ve met, I just went a little overboard,” he explained.

“So the whole tie me up thing—that’s what turns you on?”

He started to rub up and down my spine, a trail of goose bumps following the path of his fingers. “It’s something I’d like to try with you, yes.”

“And no pain?” I clarified.

“No, Kaylie. I have absolutely no interest in wanting to hurt you.”

“But what about—” I started.

“Hush, Kaylie. I wish you could
unhear some of the things that I’m sure have been said about me in the past. Hell, I wish I could undo them if it’s gonna fuck up my chances with you now because none of it was worth losing this with you. Yes, I’d love to be able to tie you to this bed and explore every inch of your body while I have you completely under my control.”

I shivered at his explanation. “Yeah?” I asked.

“That’s what it would be about for me with you. You trusting me with your body. Knowing that all I want to do is bring you as much pleasure as I possibly can. It’s not just some game with you for kicks. I dream about you. I can picture it in my head so clearly and it’s so fucking hot.”

The way he described it sounded pretty damn interesting, but I just wasn’t ready for that yet. “Can we maybe work up to that stage and start off with something a little more vanilla tonight?”

“I didn’t fuck up too badly?” he asked as he touch became bolder, his hand drifting down to my ass to give it a squeeze.

“God, I hope not. Because I am so turned on right now I can barely stand it,” I admitted. I reached down and brushed my fingers over his hard cock. “And it sure does feel like you’re up for it too.”

“Damn straight,” he muttered before flipping me onto my back and pouncing on me. “I can’t leave you in need, now can I?”

“No, you definitely don’t want to do that.”

Straddling my thighs, Jackson leaned forward to whisper in my ear. “One thing you can bet on—I will do everything in my power to make sure you’re satisfied, Kaylie.”

And he proceeded to do just that as he kissed down my neck, nibbling at the pulse point and sucking my skin into his mouth to leave a light mark. He held himself over me with one arm on the bed while the other hand was busy cupping one of my breasts and rolling the nipple between his fingertips. He slowly trailed kisses down my chest until he reached my other breast. His tongue flicked the nipple several times before he sucked it into his mouth.

“Jackson,” I sighed as I ran my fingers through his messy blond hair, trying to pull his mouth closer to me.

He let go of my nipple with a loud pop. “What, sweetheart?”

“Please,” I whimpered.

“Oh, I will please you, Kaylie. I’m just going to take my time while I’m doing it,” he promised before he switched his attention to the other side, leaving a trail of kisses as he moved across my chest.

I released my grip on his hair and moved my hands lower so that I could run them along his shoulders and back. I traced each muscle I could reach, my nails biting into him when he’d suck my nipple deep into his mouth. When he moved lower and nipped at the skin on my belly, I couldn’t help the gasp that escaped my lips as I raised my hips off the bed. I was desperate for him to pick up the pace just a little bit. And I was rewarded for my movement when my pussy bumped against his cock, so hard and hot even through the fabric of his boxers.

Jackson lifted up to look at me, and the heat in his gaze made me burn even hotter. I wrapped my legs around his ass so that I could rub against him as I lifted myself up and down off the bed. I held his stare as I moved against him with his body towering over me. Even though he had me trapped under his body, I wanted to drive him as crazy as he’d made me. And based on the way his cock jumped each time I rubbed against him, I was doing a damn good job of it too.

“Soon, sweetheart. I need to get a taste of you first,” Jackson said before he unwrapped my legs from his waist. He held my legs open, his hands hot on my inner thighs. As he bent over my pussy, I could feel his breath against my core. I was riveted by the sight of him as his mouth hovered over me. I needed his touch now, but I couldn’t move my hips off the bed with his grip on me.

“Please,” I begged again.

“Yes,” he hissed before he flicked his tongue against my clit, like my words were exactly the sign he was waiting for.

He trailed his tongue down one side of my pussy lips and back up the other, over and over again, only stopping to give a few licks to my clit each time around. I could feel how drenched I was with need, his teasing driving me to the edge. Finally, he ran his tongue up the middle and drove it into my core.

“Oh, God!” I screamed, reaching out to grab his hair to hold his head in place and make sure he wasn’t going to tease me anymore.

“
Mmmmm,” he murmured as he fucked me with his tongue.

He released one of my legs so that he could play with my clit. At the first touch of his fingers against me, I went off like a rocket. The waves of my climax racked my body, and Jackson drew it out as long as he could by switching so that his fingers were deep inside me as he sucked hard on my clit.

“Wow,” I whispered when it was over and I lay limply on the bed, my legs sprawled and sweat dripping down my spine.

I watched as Jackson searched the sheets for one of the condoms. My legs felt like jelly and I could barely move. When he pushed his boxers down, his cock sprang free, long and hard. He found one of the condoms and quickly tore the package open with his teeth. Then he swiftly rolled it down his length and settled himself between my legs.

“I wanted to do this slowly the first time, Kaylie. But I don’t think I can now. I fucking swear I’ll make it up to you though.”

I reached up to rest my palm on his cheek. “
It’s okay, Jackson. Take what you need from me.”

And take he did as he slammed his cock inside me with a hard thrust. I was still so sensitive from my climax that I felt my body clench against him as he pulled back out to dive in again.
He lifted one of my legs and brought it over his shoulder so he could get even deeper.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “So fucking tight, sweetheart.”

“Because you’re so hard inside me, Jackson. I need more of you,” I whispered to him.

His eyes lit up at my words and he pumped harder and faster, like a madman. My Jackson liked when I talked a little dirty to him, so I kept it up urging him on and telling him how much I wanted him, how good he felt. I must have really enjoyed talking dirty because another climax started to build.

“I’m gonna come again, Jackson,” I whimpered.

“Yes,” he urged me. “I need you to come again, Kaylie. Fuck, please hurry. I don’t think I can hold on much longer.”

He dropped my leg off his shoulder so I could wrap them both around his waist as he continued to pound into me. It only took a few more thrusts before I was going over the edge again, clenching against his cock and pushing him over with me.

“Damn,” I whispered when I could talk again.

“Holy hell, Kaylie,” he muttered. “That was fucking amazing.”

I giggled in response. “You’re such a smooth talker.”

“Shit, I can barely think after that, let alone talk.”

I rolled over so that I could look at him and noticed his tattoo again. I’d never dated a guy with one before, and I found myself a little obsessed over his. I traced it with my fingers before leaning over to run my tongue over it.

“I really like your tattoo,” I said huskily.

“Thank fuck for that because I enjoy the hell out of just about all of you.”

“Except my feet,” I reminded him.

“Why don’t we do that again but slower this time and see if you’re still worried about your feet after,” he said before doing just that.

CHAPTER 12

Jackson

Last night had been fucking amazing. It had been hands-down the best sex I’d ever had in my life, even after some of the crazy shit I’d tried before. Kaylie and I together were so damn explosive. I’d thought we might be based on the chemistry between us, but I’d had no clue it was going to be that good. I’d barely been able to hang on so I could get her to come twice that first time. After taking her again before we fell asleep, I’d still had to have her one more time when we woke up. Thank fuck I’d found that extra condom in the bathroom. I could have stayed in bed with her all day, exploring her body, if we hadn’t had classes today. I hadn’t even talked to her again since Kaylie had practiced her dance after classes and then had stuff she needed to get done before work.

Now, here I was, stuck hanging out with Drake instead of watching Kaylie at the bar because Aubrey and Lex had convinced us that we should do a guys’ night while they did a girls’ one. I’d thought I’d been so smart when I’d told them yes but that it needed to be a weeknight. If I’d had any fucking clue what was going to happen last night, no way would I have agreed to this when my sister asked me. I would have taken Kaylie to dinner and dropped her off at work. After finally getting inside her, I just wanted to have her to myself so we could do it all over again. And again and again. I was so damn horny for her that I didn’t know when I’d ever get my fill. For the first time in my life, this ‘being away from each other all day’ shit didn’t fly with me. And wasn’t that a fucking surprise considering how I’d never wanted another girl to be even be there in the morning let alone all fucking day after we’d had sex.

One night with Kaylie and I’d turned into a pussy-whipped idiot. Knowing that didn’t stop me from being one though. Or from walking around campus with a shit-eating grin on my face all day, catching strange looks from my friends who couldn’t figure out why I was in such a damn good mood. And there was no fucking way I was going to talk to most of the guys about sex with Kaylie. What was going on between her and me was different from the usual locker-room bullshit we’d toss around about the girls we’d banged. If one of them told me he’d do her or some shit like that, I’d probably kick his ass when I would have just told him to go for it with any other chick.

“You doing okay there, Jackson?” I heard Drake ask, snapping me out of my thoughts. “I didn’t realize you were so into commercials.”

Drake had talked me into hitting a sports bar to drink some beers, eat some wings, and watch football. The game must have hit halftime, and I hadn’t even realized it because I’d been so stuck in my head. Totally pussy-whipped.

Not that Drake had room to judge me with how he was about Lex. If anyone had told me three months ago that I’d be hanging out with him, I would have told them they were a fucking idiot since he and Lex were together. It was a huge relief to realize that with everything that had been going on with Kaylie and me, I hadn’t given their relationship much thought at all. Now he was just the guy who was dating my childhood friend and would get his ass kicked if he hurt her because I wanted her to be happy. Not because I wanted her for myself.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” I finally answered. “Just got some stuff on my mind.”

“Anything I can help with?” he asked before popping a fry into his mouth.

“Nah, I’m good.”

Drake put down the beer he was about to take a drink of and gave me a serious look. “Hey, man. We never really talked about it, but I know I owe you one. So if there’s something you need—anything at all—just ask. You’ve got a problem that I can help you with and I’m there. Okay?”

“Dude, you don’t owe me anything,” I said as I shook my head.

“I’m serious, Jackson. If you hadn’t made me see how badly I fucked up with Lex and then got her to talk to me again right away, I don’t know that I would have been able to get her back.”

“I didn’t do it for you. I did it for
Lex because she was happy with you.”

Drake looked down at the table before lifting his gaze to hold mine again. He cleared his throat before saying more. “Don’t think I didn’t realize the sacrifice you were making. What you were giving up by helping me out. We never talked about it then, and we don’t have to talk about it now. Just know that you earned my gratitude and respect that day. Big time.”

“Shit, Drake. I hate having talks like this.”

“Fuck, you think I like them?” he asked. “Like I said, we don’t have to say anything more.”

I leaned closer to him and lowered my voice. “No, man. I don’t want you to go around thinking that I still have feelings like that for Lex. Or that I’m settling by dating Kaylie. ‘Cause that’s not the case at all.”

“That’s good to hear, because it was damn awkward being grateful to the guy who was in love with my girlfriend,” he half-joked

“I’m sure that’s an understatement. I honestly don’t know how you were able to handle having me around Lex back then. If it were some guy friend of Kaylie’s and I was in the same situation? I don’t think I would have handled it as well as you did.”

“It’s not like I had much of a choice,” Drake replied. “You guys had been friends for fucking ever. If I had told her she couldn’t hang around with you anymore, she would have told me to fuck off. And it’s not like she had any clue how you felt about her.”

“That’s the thing, man. My dad said something to me when I was home for Christmas break that didn’t really hit me until I started dating Kaylie. Things with Lex were complicated. I was the one who introduced her to that douchebag. I was the one who partied with him our freshmen year here. Who walked into that room and found him cheating on her. And then had to tell her what happened. I felt so damn guilty about it all, and then when things went further to shit, I wanted to protect her so badly,” I tried to explain.

“I get that, Jackson. And I appreciate that you were there for her back then.”

I interrupted Drake before he could say anything else. “You’re missing the point. I got so wrapped up in the situation, and it was the first time I realized how grown up she was. That she was hot. And with all those feelings hitting me for the first time, I figured I was in love with her,” I admitted. Drake shifted in his seat, starting to look uncomfortable with where I was taking this conversation. “Chill out, man. I said ‘I figured.’ Not that I am in love with her. Because my dad was right. If I had really loved Lex like that, I would have done something about it. No way I would have waited two years, fucking around the whole time, and then stood on the sidelines and watched her fall for you without doing anything about it.”

Drake heaved a deep sigh. “That’s the part I never understood. Why you waited so long. But it’s not like I could have asked you about it back then.”

“Because I had it all fucked up in my head. And it took my relationship with Kaylie for me to realize how wrong I was back then. If the same situation happened with her, there’s no way I’d be able to stand aside without fighting to make her mine.”

“Damn, Jackson. You have no idea how much of a fucking relief it is to hear you say that,” Drake admitted.

“Does that mean you aren’t sitting over there thinking about how much you’d like to punch me in the face anymore?” I joked, relieved to have cleared the air with him since Lex would always be a part of my life and it didn’t look like he was going anywhere anytime soon.

“Maybe not right now, but I’m sure you can still be a major pain in the ass. So don’t rule it out for the future. Besides, you got to pop me one, so don’t I still owe you?”

“Dude, you can’t owe me a huge fucking favor and a punch to the face,” I said, shaking my head.

“Sure I can,” he replied before looking down at his phone, a big-ass grin spreading across his face. “Fuck.”

“What?”

“
Lex just sent me a few photos.” He was scrolling through the messages he’d just received. “Looks like the girls are having a blast at The Rooster.”

Fuck!
I couldn’t have just heard him right. “Hold up! Did you just say that the girls are at The Rooster tonight?”

“Yeah, dude.”

“The Rooster? As in the campus bar where my girlfriend works?”

“Don’t know of any other place that’s got the same name, so that would be a yes. Kaylie told Aubrey that she should stop by sometime during one of her Thursday-night shifts, and they decided it would be perfect for their girls night because then they could include Kaylie and Char in their fun instead of it just being the two of them or some shit like that. Chill out, man. Why are you freaking out about this?”

Shit. Fuck. Damn.
Not being able to hang out with your girl the day after you had sex for the first time wasn’t good. Finding out that your sister and the girl you thought you had been in love with for two years were spending time with her instead? Well that was just bound to be a major clusterfuck of epic proportions.