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  I hope he takes the second option.

  Chapter Six

  Jason

  When I came to the house tonight, I thought it wouldn’t be that big of a deal seeing Nic. Then she walked down the steps in that short little dress and those high ass heels. I was ready to take her upstairs as soon as she came down. Then that tool showed up and he had his hands all over her. I am about ready to rip his fucking hands off. When I see her walk up to the bathroom, I know this is my shot.

  I can’t fight it anymore and now I am determined to make her mine tonight. When she comes out of the bathroom and sees me standing there, she smirks at me. I walk over to her, grab her hand, and walk her over to her bed. She opens up her mouth to speak, but I crash mine into hers before she gets the chance. I push her down onto the bed and settle myself on top of her. I am going to remind her exactly why we are so good together. This time I’m not letting her go, either.

  I reach down and hike her dress up to her hips. She moans when my hand brushes over her, and I know I have her. I hook my fingers into the little piece of lace disguised as panties that she has on and rip them off. When I run my finger over her, I am surprised at how wet she is already.

  “Mmmm, baby, you are always so ready for me.” I push two of my fingers into her and she moans. “Did you miss this, baby?” I stroke her inside and play with her clit with my thumb.

  “Jason!”

  “I know you’re already close, baby. You are always so ready and into it.” I lower myself and position my head between her thighs. I run my nose up and down them while she grasps my head and tries to push me toward her. “Do you want me to kiss it, baby?” I run my tongue up her pussy, stopping just short of her clit. “Do you want me to make you come?”

  “God, yes!” She is grasping at the bed sheets and I know it won’t take long to get her there.

  “If you want me to do that, baby, you need to tell me whose pussy this is. You seemed confused tonight, so I just need to make sure you still know who it belongs to.”

  “What?” She looks up at me in shock and confusion.

  I lick her again just to prove my point. “Tell.me.whose.pussy.this.is.” I emphasize each word with a thrust of my fingers deep inside her.

  “It’s yours, Jason! Please, baby!”

  That is all I need to hear. I start to move my fingers in and out of her while I lick and suck her pussy so hard I might just leave a mark. When I move up to her clit and suck it into my mouth, she comes, screaming my name at the same time. She tastes so fucking good that I lap it up until nothing is left.

  When I move back up to her, she looks so sated and relaxed. “I’m not done with you yet, babe. Ever since you walked down the steps all I could think about was being inside of you. This is going to be quick with all the buildup and watching you come while you screamed my name. My dick is about to explode.” I pull my pants down just enough to free myself, pull back, and ram into her. “God, I missed this!”

  “Fuck, Jason, I think I’m going to come again!”

  I am thrusting into her so hard I am surprised I don’t break through. Her pussy is always so tight and makes me come so fast. Not only that, but the constant dreams I have been having of her, and seeing her here tonight, already have me on edge.

  “I’m coming! Fuck!”

  When she comes, her muscles start pulsating against me and that is it. “Shit, babe!”

  I collapse on the bed next to her and start to catch my breath. After a couple minutes, I go in the bathroom and get us a couple washcloths to clean up with. When we are done and she puts new panties on, she looks up at me for the first time. I can tell she doesn’t know what to do at this point and I need to make the first move.

  I walk over to her and wrap my arms around her waist. “Nic, listen, I know I acted like a possessive jerkoff tonight, but it’s only because I couldn’t stand the sight of someone else getting to touch you. I’m done with the games. I want you and I want everyone to know you’re mine.”

  She wraps her arms around me, and then leans up to give me a kiss. “You don’t know how long I have been waiting to hear that.”

  “Good, now let’s get downstairs and tell that idiot to fuck off.” I start pulling her downstairs. I can’t wait to get that asshole out of this house.

  She pulls me back into her room and starts to laugh. “Wait a minute, J.”

  “What?”

  “I’m not telling Jamie to leave.”

  “Are you fucking kidding me, Nic? Now that you’re mine, you are not going to go back down there and let him put one hand on you.”

  She is still laughing and I really don’t see what is so funny. “Jamie is a friend of mine, Jason, a very gay friend.”

  What the fuck?

  “Jamie is in the drama program with me. I asked him to come here tonight to help me knock some sense into that stubborn head of yours.”

  This girl is crazy. I can’t believe she did that, but it worked like a charm. I wrap my arms around her and kiss her. “Gay or not, you better tell him that you are hands off now.” Then I smack her butt and start to pull her downstairs with me.

  Nicole

  I can’t believe it worked and we are finally together. I have wanted this since last New Year’s. I know I probably shouldn’t have tried to trick him, but I am so glad I did! We walk into the living room together, and he pulls me down so I am sitting on top of him.

  “This dress is way too short, Nic. You’re gonna make me kill someone tonight.”

  I laugh and lie back against him. I feel like I am dreaming and someone is going to come and wake me up. Jason sits me up and moves me, so I am now sitting next to him. I look up at him and give him my sad, pouty face.

  “Don’t look at me like that, woman. That dress is too short for you to be lying on me like that.” He wraps his arm around me and tucks me against his side.

  I feel Jason tense beside me and when I look up, I see Jamie coming over to us. He is so ridiculous. I move to stand up, but he holds me tight. “Listen, Tarzan, he is my friend and isn’t even interested in me like that. Let me go.” He still has a tight hold on me, so I slip my hand down to his side and squeeze the only spot on his body that is ticklish. It works long enough for me to jump off the couch and go over to Jamie.

  “Well, that worked fast, you little hoe.”

  I laugh. Jamie and I are like one soul sometimes. Most people looked at us like we are crazy, but names like hoe, slut, and bitch are terms of endearment to us. “Well, I guess it proves just how good of an actor you are then.”

  I feel an arm snake around my waist and don’t even need to turn and see who it is. Does he really think he needs to stake his claim with my gay best friend?

  “Well, hello there tall, dark, and brooding. Listen, if you ever want to switch teams, I could be a great teacher.” Jamie leans in, kisses me on the cheek, and then leans in and gives Jason a peck too. I think he is going to collapse on the floor! “Bye, bitch, I’ll see you in class.”

  When I look back at Jason, he has a look of horror on his face. “Come on, macho man, let’s go get you a drink.”

  Chapter Seven

  Jason

  The first day back at school is always the worst. Each and every class is the same boring bullshit. Usually, the only thing keeping me awake is checking out all the new girls, but not this year. Nicole and I have been inseparable since her party a couple days ago, and I have to say, I have never been happier. I am not going to turn into one of those sentimental saps like Carter, though.

  I am waiting for Nic to get out of her audition for the play, when I feel a hand run up and down my arm. I look down, and see Stacey. She and I fooled around once last year. I never would have attempted it if I had known what a pain in the ass she would be afterward.

  “The summer tan looks hot on you, Jason. I have one too. Do you wanna go back to my room and we can compare tan lines?”

  Is this chick serious? Even if I wasn’t with Nicole, I can’t stand girls that
make it this easy. Throwing yourself at a guy is not the way to get noticed or to get what you want. I remove her hand from my arm and then turn to face her. “Listen, Stacey, I’m not interested. Go find someone else to play ‘where’s my tan line’ with.”

  “Come on, J, you know I can take care of you.”

  She goes to reach for me again, but I catch her hand midair. “I said, no. Go throw yourself at someone that is interested.”

  She turns and walks away without a word. When I turn back toward the drama building, I see Nicole standing there, staring at me. Shit, I was hoping she didn’t see that. I hope she isn’t pissed off. I can’t change my past. Unfortunately, situations like this are probably going to be happening for a little while. No one ever expected I would actually settle down. She walks up to me, wraps her arms around my neck, and leans up to kiss me.

  “Hey, how was the audition?” I am hoping that the change of topic will keep the conversation off of Stacey.

  “It went okay. They are going to post the cast list at the end of the week. I tried out for the lead, but I’m only a sophomore and they usually give it to juniors or seniors.”

  We start to walk toward the cafeteria to meet up with everyone for lunch. I can’t help but notice all of the looks I am getting, walking through campus with my arm around Nicole. I feel like a fucking zoo exhibit. Is it that crazy that I would have a girlfriend? When I think about it, though, even I agree that it probably is.

  We grab our food and I look around to see if anyone else is here yet. Then I see the table we usually sit at. Maddy, Carter, Christen, and Shawn are all already there. Once we sit down, Shawn turns to me and hits me on the arm. “What the fuck?”

  “All day I have had girls coming up to me, asking about you. Shit, it’s like having a girlfriend has suddenly made you famous.”

  I turn to Nic and I see that she is irritated by it. I don’t know how to handle any of this crap. “I know. Hopefully it will die down soon. I mean, they have to get bored eventually, right?” I put my hand on Nicole’s thigh to try and comfort her. We just got together and I really don’t need anything coming between us already.

  “Anyway, how was your audition, Nic?” Christen asks from the end of the table. Thank God for the change of subject. “What play was it for?”

  “Um…it went okay, I think. The school always does Shakespeare in the fall. This semester it is Romeo and Juliet.”

  Romeo and Juliet? Isn’t that about two people in love? She said she was going for lead earlier. There is no way I am going to watch some guy make out with my girl. “Please tell me you are playing a nun or something?”

  “First, I don’t know what I am playing yet, because the roles haven’t been cast. Second, I auditioned for Juliet and I’m really hoping I get it.” I can hear the irritation in her tone. She has to understand my point though; I just got her and I’m not sharing her with some other guy.

  “Nic, are you really gonna take a role where some asshole gets to maul you onstage in front of everyone?”

  “J, stop it, no one is going to maul me. It’s a kiss, and it is acting. You are just going to have to get used to it.”

  Get used to seeing someone else kiss her and have his hands all over her? Not a chance in hell.

  “Anyway, I really want to go to that new karaoke place, Shattered Glass, tonight. What does everyone think?” I know she is trying to take the attention away from her and the play, but this discussion is not over.

  Everyone agrees to go tonight. I can’t sing for shit, so there is absolutely no way that I am getting on stage.

  When we walk into Shattered Glass, I’m not gonna lie, I feel out of place. This is Nicole’s scene. The girl has the voice of an angel and the body of a temptress. I really like how she keeps me on my toes. I never know what to expect when she is around.

  She tried to convince me at the house to get on stage, and even though she is really good at convincing, there is no way in hell I was getting up there to sing. I will definitely enjoy seeing her, though. This kind of feeling is new for me, and I’m not really sure how to deal with it.

  I feel so protective of her, and I know that if anyone ever hurt her, I would lose it. I never thought I would enjoy being in a regular relationship, but Nicole isn’t just a regular girl. Most girls probably would have told me to fuck off with the way I treated her. She didn’t. She refused to leave and I think that is what did it. Her showing me that she isn’t going anywhere was definitely something I needed. Once all of the girls sign up, we order some drinks and the MC says they are about to start.

  I lean in close to Nicole’s ear and kiss her neck. “What are you girls gonna sing, babe?”

  She turns to me and smiles one of those smiles that have begun to make me nervous. It means she is up to something and I have a feeling that something is gonna make me crazy. “It’s a surprise, but I signed up for two songs, one with the girls and one by myself.”

  Shawn comes up to me, “Hey, J, listen, I’m gonna get out of here. I need to go take care of something.”

  “What the hell, dude? We just got here and the girls haven’t even gone on stage yet.”

  “I know, I’ll see you guys later at Rebellion.” Then he goes racing out of the door. We were planning to go to the club Carter worked at, Rebellion, later tonight but that wouldn’t be for at least a couple of hours. Something is up with him, but he won’t tell me. It started at the end of last year. He would get these calls on his phone that he answered in private, and then he raced off soon after. If I didn’t know him better, I would think he was dealing.

  About a half hour after they start, one of the guys comes up to our table and tells Nicole that she is up. She kisses me on the cheek and bounces off toward the stage. I hope whatever song she is singing; she doesn’t get too into it. Her outfit is hot, but not very supportive.

  Nic is gorgeous. She has long strawberry blonde hair, blue eyes, and an ass that Jennifer Lopez would be jealous of. Her smile is what drew me in. It is addicting. Tonight, she is wearing a black halter top that has way too little material covering her tits, and a jean skirt, that I keep wanting to pull down lower so it covers up her killer legs.

  “Up next we have Nicole Williams singing, The Band Perry’s song, Better Dig Two!”

  When she walks out on stage and I hear all the guys’ reactions in the crowd, I am tempted to walk up there, pick her up, and take her home. It makes me crazy to know they are looking at her and imagining things that I would beat the shit out of them for.

  Once the song starts, I can tell by the beat that it is country. This is one of the big things we disagree on. She loves that country shit, and I can’t stand anything that isn’t rock. She starts a sexy little strut across the stage as she sings and it is driving me crazy.

  As I listen to the song, I wonder if she is trying to send me a message. It is about a woman, who is so in love, that if her other half dies she wants to go too. The sultry little edge that she adds to her voice during the song is making it impossible for me to look away from her. When the song is over, our whole table stands up and cheers for her.

  She comes over and has the biggest smile on her face. I love seeing her this happy. Although it is torture knowing that every guy here is imagining doing things to her, I am proud to say that I am the only one who is going to be with her.

  “You did so good, baby. Next time, why don’t you sing a little Nickelback or some Three Days Grace?” She rolls her eyes at me and turns to talk to everyone else. The booth is kind of crowded, so she takes advantage and sits down on my lap. As she is talking to everyone, another singer comes on and starts singing some pop song I don’t recognize. Nicole starts swaying and dancing to the music in my lap and it is killing me.

  “Baby, I don’t mind you sitting here, but if you don’t stop wiggling your ass, I’m going to take you right now.” She looks back at me and smirks, but continues to rub up on me.

  If she wants to play, then we will play. I take my hand that has been re
sting on her thigh and move it down to her pussy. The second I stroke her, I feel her go stiff. I know she didn’t think I would do it, but I don’t care who is around. She leans back against me and starts to breathe heavily.

  “What are you doing, Jason?”

  I turn my head to nibble on her neck, “I told you to stop and that you were working me up. I meant it, Nic. Now you are going to have to try to control yourself.”

  I insert two fingers into her and she gasps. Luckily, it is dark and we are in the corner of the booth. Our friends are around but none of them are really paying any attention to us. I start stroking the front wall of her pussy in the way that I know drives her wild. I can feel her muscles starting to squeeze my fingers and I know she is close. I reach up with my thumb and start to rub her clit. She turns her head into my neck to mask the moans that are escaping. I know she is trying to hold it together, but I can’t wait to feel her fall apart. I turn and grasp her lower lip between my teeth and pull.

  “Fuck, J…” she digs her nails into my arm and her breathing starts to even out.

  She looks over at me and gives me a satisfied smile. I pull my hand up to my lips and slowly stick my fingers into my mouth, licking every drop of her off of me.

  Nicole

  I can’t believe he just did that to me in the middle of the club. Not that I am mad about it, but my god, the man has no shame! When he stuck his fingers into his mouth, I almost fell over. I love how sexual and unapologetic he is. When I look over at the rest of our friends, everyone is just talking and having a good time. Thank God none of them noticed.

  I look back at him and he smirks at me. Damn that boy. He is gorgeous. His light brown hair is long enough up top that I can run my fingers through it, but cut shorter on the sides. He hasn’t shaved today and has that sexy stubble on his face. I can’t wait until later when I could…

  “Nic!” I look up and everyone is staring at me. “Damn, girl, snap out of lala land and let’s go. We are up!” Christen grabs my hand and starts to pull me toward the stage. My legs feel like jelly, and I hope I have this performance in me.