Excuse Me, First Love (College Daze #1)

by Danielle Burton

  My breath hitched, the sweet smell of vanilla igniting my senses. The temperature in the room skyrocketed, making my thermal feel like a thick wool sweater. I nudged her forward a bit so I could remove it.

  Her gaze slid down my chest and abs. “What are doing?”

  “I’m hot, too.”

  She faced forward again, and retrieved the controller.

  I pulled her against me, the thin material of her cotton shirt too much to bear. Her soft hair, which she’d taken down, tickled my face as I rested my chin on her shoulder again. Moving it away, I revealed her slender neck and pressed a light kiss there. Her body shuddered against me, stealing what little control I had. My manhood stirred, rising to the occasion.

  I kissed her again, trailing the tip of my tongue down to her shoulder, then hooked my fingers beneath the strap of her shirt, and pulled it down to expose more of her supple skin. The sweetness beneath my tongue drove me wild. Vanilla wasn’t only her scent, but her sweet, intoxicating flavor, which I could only hope covered every inch of her. I damn near cried when she pulled away.

  She scooted forward, and then turned until she was facing me. Maneuvering her body, she draped her legs over mine, one foot on either side of me. Once that was accomplished, she sat there watching me. Her eyes moved over me with hunger, yet held an unsureness that kept her from acting on it.

  Gripping her waist, I eased her to me until our faces were inches apart. My lips ached for hers but I didn’t capture them. The next move was on her.

  She raised her hands and splayed them across each of my pecs, squeezing gently. Her gaze lifted to my mouth, and she closed she distance, blessing me with those velvet lips and that delectable tongue. We stayed that way for a long time, tongue wrestling, neither of us wanting to relinquish the title.

  I pulled her even closer, needing to feel more of her, but that damned shirt was getting in the way. Admitting defeat, I broke away from the kiss to lift her top up and over her head. I then leaned back, taking in the sight her soft breasts, adorned with two chocolate kisses that came to hardened peaks. Capturing her lips again, I guided her back until she was beneath me and I lay between her long legs. I traveled down her neck and between her breasts, a breath away from actually touching her.

  I lifted my gaze to hers and caught her watching me as I moved over to her left nipple and captured it between my lips while tweaking the other with my fingers.

  Her breath hitched and she gripped the back of my neck, feeding more of her breast into my mouth.

  I moaned the same time she did because her skin was oh so delicious. Whatever lotion she’d used I wanted to buy by the caseload. Reluctantly, I pulled myself away to continue downwards. When I reached the area just above her navel, I hovered there, my mouth a fraction of an inch from her soft skin.

  Whimpering, she arched from the floor, pressing her body against my lips.

  I could’ve given in, but I wanted to tease her just a bit more. Her soft moans were heaven to my ears. Moving further down her body, I stopped at the waistband of her pants, and tugged at the strings with my teeth until they came loose. Gripping the sides, I eased them down inch by inch. My breath caught in my throat when I came face to face with my hairless treat. No panties? Game over.

  Gabriele Tanner naked in my bed, a dream come true was putting it lightly. Her eyes were half-mast as she stared down at me while my tongue devoured her.

  Her legs shook violently for the second time in the last ten minutes, her cries of ecstasy echoing off the walls. She tried to wiggle away, but I pulled her right back to me. I hadn’t had my fill just yet.

  “Jay, please,” was her breathless whisper as her hands gripped my shoulders tight. “I want you.”

  Those three words were all it took. I was on top of her in seconds, positioned between those sexy legs.

  “Be gentle. I’ve never...” She toyed with my necklace while she spoke, not meeting my eyes.

  I wasn’t even surprised. She was my sweet, innocent Gabi. I kissed the tip of her nose, making her giggle. “Whatever you want, beautiful.”

  Chests pressed together, hearts perfectly in sync, we moved in harmony. I not only made love to her body, but her mind and soul. With her in my arms everything was right in the world, finally.

  After reaching our pique together in pure orgasmic bliss, I nuzzled her neck and kissed her shoulder before drifting away holding the first, last, and only love of my life.

  ~ ♥ ~

  When I woke up the next morning, I opened my eyes to find Gabi staring at me with a smirk on her face. “You still snore.”

  “Shut up.” I laughed, mushing her forehead before closing my eyes again.

  She giggled for a bit before growing quiet. “We should talk.”

  I looked at her for a moment. Her hair was wild from both sleep and our night of love making. The sun cast its rays on her, giving her a vibrant appearance. I snuggled her closer and pecked her lips. “I love you. There, I talked.” I started to pull the sheets from her body, but she smacked my hand.

  “Jay!”

  I kissed her again. “I’m in love with you.” Another kiss. “I want to be with you forever.” Another. “I want to marry you and have a bunch of beautiful frizzy haired babies.” I pressed my lips to hers, guiding my tongue into her warm mouth. “Marry me.”

  “Jay, I’m being serious.” She tried to keep a straight face, but a giggle broke free.

  “So am I.” Using my body, I guided her onto her back until I was on top of her and once again between her lovely legs. “Marry me.”

  She slapped my chest and laughed. “Can you be serious for five minutes?”

  I pecked her lips once more and sighed. “What do you want to talk about?”

  Again she toyed with my necklace instead of looking at me. “I hated you.”

  “I know.”

  “Why didn’t you just tell me the truth?”

  “I thought you’d be better off hating me, instead of suffering because of my stupidity.”

  She smacked my face, thankfully just a light one this time. “That wasn’t your decision to make.”

  “I never wanted to hurt you, Gabi.”

  “But you did. More than you can fathom. You” her voice cracked and she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “You, choosing to abandon me, again, was far worse than any mistake you could’ve made with her. Broken promises hurt, Jayson.” She closed her eyes again as tears slid down the sides of her face.

  “I know.” I kissed both of her eye lids, then her forehead, nose, and lips. “I’m so sorry, baby.”

  Her gaze locked with mine, searching my eyes. “Three strikes.”

  “What?”

  “You get three strikes. You’ve already used up two. If you break my heart again–”

  I smothered her words with a kiss. “I won’t.”

  “I mean it Jay, you–”

  My manhood filling her silenced her again. “I won’t. You’re mine. Forever.”

  Her arms circled my neck and she gave into me, leaning up to capture my mouth in a kiss and wrapping her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper. “I love you, JJ.”

  “I love you, too.”

  The door knob rattled and I had less than a second to pull the sheet up enough to cover us before Benji barged in.

  His mouth fell open, then quickly formed into a huge grin. “Fucking finally!” He threw his head back, filling the room with laughter. “See what I did there?”

  “Do you mind!” Gabi and I both yelled in unison.

  “Shit, my bad.” He backed out of the room, and shut the door. A second later he stuck his head back in and gave me a thumbs up.

  Gabi buried her face in her hands and growled. “I hate your cousin.”

  I chuckled, moving her hands to kiss her lips. “Me too, baby. Me too.”

  Twenty - Five

  Gabi

  I leaned against the door of my room, staring up at Jay as he traced my lips with his fingers.

  He
kissed one corner of my mouth, and then the other. “Thank you for forgiving me. When you left Angelo’s last night I was sure I’d lost you forever.”

  I snuggled against him, laying my head on his chest. When I’d fled that restaurant I’d had no intention of knocking on his door. My heart and head were in a death match, neither knowing how to act. I’d gone back and forth so many times since reading his letter earlier that day that I’d become dizzy. His poetic words had done nothing to settle the emotional turmoil swirling inside me.

  I’d made it back to my dorm and threw myself onto the bed, thankful that Cam was out so I wouldn’t have to explain my inability to stop my tears from falling. In truth I had no idea why I was crying. I wasn’t sad, but confused. On one hand, after learning the reasons for Jay pushing me away, I no longer held any hatred in my heart for him. After all, I’d done the same to Haikeem. Albeit in a more civil manner, but regardless, I couldn’t hate him for trying to protect me.

  Even still, his reasons didn’t change the way he’d handled the situation. It didn’t take away from the fact that he’d shattered my heart, tarnished our friendship, and made countless selfish decisions. A few trinkets and a heartfelt poem didn’t erase that.

  Once I was able to get my tears control, I’d called the only person I knew who could help me sort through what I was feeling.

  “Hey, Mom.”

  Mrs. Adams cleared her throat a bit before speaking. “Hey my sweet girl. What’s going on?”

  I sat and told her from beginning to end everything that had happened between Jay and I over the past weeks.

  She listened patiently and without interruption.

  Once I’d finished I felt a million pounds lighter. Keeping all of my feelings bottled in had taken its toll. “Sometimes I love him so much it hurts. Is that crazy? Am I stupid for wanting to forgive him and start fresh like he asked?”

  “No sweetheart, you aren’t, and don’t let anyone tell you different. It doesn’t make you naive or weak either. I don’t want you to think I’m saying any of this because he’s my child. If I felt he was anything but remorseful for his actions I’d tell you to run for the hills and never look back. But I’ve watched the two of you. The way he looks at you, how protective he is. As crazy as it seems, from most of what you told me that’s what he was trying to do.”

  “But he can’t make decisions for me like I’m a child and incapable of thinking for myself.”

  “No, he can’t, and you make sure you tell him that. Let him know that if he wants back in your life and your heart it has to be on your terms. If he can’t accept that then you do what you have to do. But if you love him the way you say you do, and believe in your heart that he’s worthy of another chance, my advice is to go for it, but remember, your terms.”

  “You have an amazing woman to thank for me being here right now.”

  He ran his hands up and down my back, and then hugged me tight. “Oh yeah? Who’s that?”

  I leaned my head back and pecked his lips. “I have to change clothes. See you in a bit.”

  “Really? You’re not gonna tell me?”

  “Maybe later,” I said as I unlocked my door and slipped inside. “Bye, big head.”

  “Later...seductress.”

  I turned and arched a brow at him. “What?

  He leaned against the door frame and smirked at me. “No bra or panties? You expect me to believe you go commando on a daily basis?”

  I tugged a strand of my hair as heat crept over my cheeks. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

  “Sure you don’t.” Slipping his arms around my waist, he backed us into the room and closed the door behind him.

  ~ ♥ ~

  “Hey, Cammie.”

  She rolled her eyes at me as I took the seat next to her at the bar. “You are so lucky I love you. The last person who called me that is sleeping with the fishes.”

  I cracked up at her horrendous mobster accent. “Like your tiny butt could actually do any damage.”

  She glared at me, and then gave me the finger. “What are you so giggly for anyway? You haven’t smiled in a month.”

  “No reason. Just in a good mood I guess.”

  “Mmmhmm.” she let her gaze roam down the length of me with her mouth twisted to the side. “Where’d you run off to last night all dressed up?”

  I bit my tongue, unsure if I should reveal the news of me and Jay’s steamy night...and morning. I could never tell if she really hated him or just spoke ill of him for my benefit when I hated him. Before I could answer everything went dark.

  A familiar scent tickled my nose, and I leaned into Jay. “I know it’s you.” We’d parted ways a couple hours ago when he’d gone back to his dorm to change clothes.

  “Who’s You?” His lips brushed my ear, sending pin pricks dancing over my skin. He uncovered my eyes, and turned my head to the side, tilting my chin up to take my lips into a kiss smooth as silk. His cool, minty tongue slid over mine in careful strokes as his arm encircled my waist.

  A loud squeal to my caused me to jump and bite down.

  Jay snatched away holding his lip.

  I faced Cam, who had her hands clamped over her mouth, her eyes wide as saucers as she continued to squeal, only muffled.

  “Cam!”

  “I’m sorry, but you two–you–” Another scream squeaked out and she bounced in her seat.

  Jay stared at her with one eye half closed and his mouth pressed in a tight line. “Say sorry to my lip, Crazy.”

  I spun toward him on my stool and took his face into my hands to examine his lip. “Aww, poor baby.” I caressed it with the pad of my thumb and he stuck it out further. I giggled and kissed it. “All better?”

  He nodded, pressing his forehead against mine. “You make everything better.”

  “Awwwww,” Cam squeaked again, then smacked my arm. “How dare you keep something this big from me?”

  Jay rubbed my arm even though I’d barely felt anything through my thick coat, and frowned at Cam. “Hands off my lady.”

  I giggled and hugged his waist. That’s twice he’d called me baby, and now his lady. My heart was flip flopping all over the place. “I was going to tell you.”

  She pursed her lips and shook her head. “Suuure you–” she stopped, her eyes narrowing at something.

  I followed her gaze and locked eyes with Brooke who was standing at the other end of the bar glaring at us.

  The swelling of her lip had gone down but I could still see where it’d been bust open. She wore makeup so I couldn’t tell if the purplish hue around her right eye had faded or was concealed.

  Jay turned my face and shook his head. “Don’t even acknowledge her, baby. It’s not worth it.”

  “I still can’t believe she lied about being pregnant, and for a month. What was she gonna do, fake a miscarriage? That’s just sick.”

  “Don’t know, honestly don’t care at this point. That’s my past, and I’m glad it’s over.” He lifted my chin to look up at him. “You’re my everything. Nothing else matters.”

  I leaned up and pressed my lips to his, snaking my arms around his neck.

  He parted my lips with his tongue and deepened our kiss.

  I pulled back and smiled. Partly because the man of my dreams was finally mine, and also because I knew it killed Brooke inside to witness it. Win-Win.

  Jay kissed my forehead and hugged me tight. “Let’s get a table. I worked up a pretty big appetite this morning.” He winked at me, and then took a step back to unzip his coat.

  Cam followed us to a booth and we all sat down with menus we’d grabbed from the bar. “Sooo, spill. I want details, now.”

  I ran through the story of Jay’s scavenger hunt and surprise poem and Cam threw in an ‘aww’ every so often, wiping at her pretend tears. “You two are just...” She fanned her face. Dramatic much? “You give me hope that there’s a love out there for me.”

  “There is, sweetie.” I reached across the table and patted her
hand. “It’ll happen when you least expect it.”

  Benji slid into the booth next to Cam, nudging her over. “What’s up homie, homette, and...” he looked at Cam and licked his lips. “Shottie.”

  She leaned away from him, turning up her nose. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

  He smirked and draped his arm on the seat behind her. “Short...hottie. Ain’t got a lotta height, but cha got a lotta body.”

  Jay burst out laughing, and clutched his stomach. “You did not just say that.” Cam’s glare brought an abrupt halt to his laughter.

  Benji scooted closer to Cam, who was already hugging the wall. “So, when are you gonna let me take you for a ride?” He ran the back of his index finger down her jawline.

  She slapped his hand and twisted up her face in disgust. “Boy please, I’m not going anywhere with you.”

  He chuckled, moving his hand to her arm and caressing her shoulder. “That’s not the type of ride I meant.”

  Her mouth fell open, and she shoved him away. “Eww, get your nasty behind away from me. That shit may work on your groupies, but I will cut you.”

  “Alright you two, behave,” I told them. “Today is a joyous occasion. Don’t ruin it.”

  Benji leaned back and smiled. “That’s right, you two finally got your freak on.”

  Cam shot forward, her eyes bulging from her head. “You didn’t tell me that part!”

  “Because it’s private.” I kicked Benji’s ankle beneath the table. “And some people should learn to knock.”

  “Some people should learn to follow the protocol.” He eyed Jay with a smirk.

  Cam and I both eyed the guys. “Protocol?”

  I faced Jay in my seat. “What’s that?”

  He leaned over and pecked my lips. “Nothing, baby. Just stupid guy stuff.”

  I pursed my lips and frowned at him. “Secrets?”

  “It’s not a–”

  I narrowed my eyes at him.

  He sighed. “It’s just a stupid rule Benj and I made up. If one of us has plans to have female company, we tell the other guy ‘protocol’. It doesn’t matter what he’s doing, he has to make himself scarce until he gets the all clear.”