by Amber Heart
Her back arched again and he felt her grow tighter and tighter. Then she screamed. He felt her fingers in his hair, but she didn’t seem to know whether she wanted to push him away or hold him in place. Dean remained where he was, forcing her to ride out the pleasure. He wanted her soaking wet when he fucked her.
When she was practically sobbing in pleasure, he finally moved up. He took a second to put on a condom, kissing her while he did so, and then slid to the hilt in one smooth thrust.
“God, Everleigh, you feel so damn good,” Dean managed to say.
“So do you,” she gasped, locking her arms around him tightly.
He’d been able to tell that she was tight when he’d fingered her, but this...feeling her all around his shaft, squeezing it as she continued to come... This was pleasure that he hadn’t thought possible. When she wrapped her legs around him, he moved forward, pushing deep. She moaned in pleasure, so he continued.
In the end, Dean didn’t know how long he fucked her. He didn’t know how many times she came for him. He only knew the moment he couldn’t hold back anymore. He pressed his face against the side of her neck and he swore that the whole damn world went dark for a second as he came. He’d never come so hard in his whole life.
When his vision and hearing returned, he realized that he was still on top of Everleigh. He moved so that he wouldn’t crush her, but she held on.
“Not yet,” she said, her voice a little rough from her screams of pleasure. “I like this.”
Dean braced himself on his elbows above her and pressed a kiss to her lips. He didn’t think he’d ever get tired of kissing her. “I like it too,” he assured her. “But I’m going to squish you.”
Reluctantly, she allowed him to move. They lay in silence for several long moments, her head resting on his shoulder and his arm around her as they caught their breath.
Then Dean broke the silence. “So. What’d you think of my report?”
Leigh laughed. “I think we’ll get an A. After a week of proofreading and editing.”
He grinned and pulled her closer. “I guess I can put up with you for that long.”
****
Three weeks later, Professor Kennedy called the two of them to her desk at the start of class. “I’m handing the reports back later today,” she said. “But I wanted to give you two a sneak peek.”
She held up the report. A huge red “A” was emblazoned on the cover page. Leigh smiled. Dean whooped and pulled her against his side, kissing the top of her head. Professor Kennedy looked between the two of them with a raised eyebrow.
“I didn’t mean you had to take him on permanently, Leigh,” she said wryly.
Leigh shrugged and gave a long suffering sigh. “Somebody’s gotta do it.”
Dean ruffled her hair. “Yep. I need my rainbow schedule and someone to keep me on it.”
Professor Kennedy shook her head. “I probably don’t want to know. Take your seats, class is about to start.”
They did as she asked, Dean’s hand sneaking under the table to rest on Leigh’s thigh. She entwined her fingers with his and faced their professor as she began speaking with a smile.
Bonus Chapter
“So, are you going to tell me where we’re going yet?” Dean asked when he got to Everleigh’s house. “Or is it still a state secret?”
She smiled at him, a sunny, sweet smile. “Not a chance,” she assured him. “Can’t you trust me just once?”
“Nope. You’re one sneaky woman.” Dean said, catching her by the back of the neck and lowering his lips to hers.
She tasted sweet and he loved the way she parted her lips for him with a sigh of pleasure. Her arms slid around his neck as she rose on her tiptoes to take the kiss deeper. His free hand moved down her slender back to cup her ass.
“We could just stay here,” he suggested against her full lips.
“Mmmm,” she moaned slightly. “Don’t you dare tempt me like that. You’ll like what I’ve got planned.”
“You’ll like what I’ve got planned,” Dean countered.
Leigh extracted herself from his arms and swatted his hands away. “Get in the car,” she ordered.
Riding in her mint condition Mustang was a pretty good consolation prize for not getting to take her to bed, so Dean dropped into the passenger seat and consigned himself to not knowing what she had up her sleeve. She drove confidently, shifting gears with ease. He didn’t mind admitting that he found it sexy as hell.
“Can I guess where we’re going?” he asked as they left the town and got onto the highway.
“I encourage it,” Leigh said, giving him a smile without taking her eyes off the road.
“Okay, is it the circus?”
“Nope. That won’t be in town for another few weeks.”
“Is it Vegas.”
She laughed and nodded. “Yeah, I thought we’d just make a 30+ hour drive when we have exams tomorrow.”
“My natural rebelliousness is rubbing off on you,” Dean said, reaching over and putting his hand high on her thigh. He was glad it was finally shorts season. Everleigh had great legs and he wanted to see as much of them as often as he could.
“Only a little bit,” she said, willing to give him credit where it was due. In the past she never would have gone on a date the day before exam week. But he had a point. The extra night of studying didn’t matter much, and getting out and doing something was better than staying home and worrying. “Here we are.”
Dean’s eyebrows went up. “This is awesome! I didn’t even know there was one of these around here.”
They were at a drive in theater. The marquee advertised a double feature of two classic horror films that he’d never seen, but that Everleigh kept telling him would freak him out. It had only taken private screening of a few of her other favorites to believe her. The girl knew her scary movies.
“And don’t worry,” Leigh said sweetly. “I’ll be right here to hold your hand.”
Dean laughed. “My hero. Do they have popcorn?”
“Are you kidding? Of course they do. They even have cheeseburgers.”
Dean’s eyes lit up. “I’ll be back. What do you want?”
“Bacon cheeseburger and fries,” she said. “Soda and popcorn too.”
He gave her a thumbs up and headed for the concession stand. When he got back, arms laden with food, the movie was just about to begin. As it flickered to life, he bit into his double cheeseburger with satisfaction.
“This was a really good idea, Everleigh.”
“I have them from time to time,” she said, dragging one of her fries through some ketchup and popping it into her mouth.
When they were done with their food and halfway through the first movie, Dean edged closer to her side of the car. Leigh entwined her fingers with his as the shower curtain on screen pulled back. She glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw Dean catch his breath as the knife struck home.
“But...I thought she was the main character,” he whispered as blood began to run down the shower drain. “I mean...what happens next?”
Leigh smiled and rested her head on his shoulder. “You’ll see.”
When the movie was over, Dean shook his head. “Now I see why you like this guy so much. He’s twisted as hell.” His tone was admiring.
Leigh nodded. “I do tend to gravitate toward weirdos.” She smiled up at him and he took the opportunity to kiss her.
It was supposed to be a quick kiss, but when he buried his hands in her hair and slanted his mouth over hers, it turned into something else. They hadn’t had much time for each other lately. Not with finals and his talks with football scouts and his coaches. She rested her hands on his muscular chest, feeling his heartbeat pounding under her palms. Her own pulse was a little rapid, especially when his lips moved down the side of her neck.
She let her head fall back, surrendering to the sensation. When the next movie started up, startling them both, they broke apart, catching their breath. Dean pulled her against
him, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.
“I don’t give a damn about exams,” he said, his voice low and rough with desire. “We’re finishing that later tonight.”
Everleigh cuddled closer. “Just what I was hoping you’d say,” she whispered.
Epilogue
“And that’s it!” the commentator shouted over the roar of the crowd. “The Tigers take the championship in the last seconds due to an astonishing play by number 42, Dean Harper!”
Everleigh was on her feet, screaming in excitement and clapping as hard as she could. She wouldn’t be able to get near Dean for several hours, but she was still so happy that she was shaking. Sophie threw her arms around Leigh, jumping up and down with her.
“He did it, he did it!” she squealed.
Leigh couldn’t stop laughing. “I know!”
About 10 minutes later, her phone buzzed and she glanced at it. To her surprise, it was Dean.
“Come down to the locker room. They’ll let you in.”
She showed the text to Sophie whose eyes went wide. “What are you standing around for?” she demanded. “Go, go!”
Leigh hurried down, feeling nervous. Would they really let her in? If they did, was she going to have to stand around with the whole team half naked around her? She’d gotten to know most of them over the season because she was dating Dean, but that didn’t mean she wanted to see them in nothing but towels!
It took a long time to get through the crowd and when she did, she was dismayed to see that there was a man standing near the entrance, looking official. She walked up to him slowly, trying to think of how to explain herself. “Um. Hi. My boyfriend said...”
“Are you Everleigh Rice?” the man asked.
She nodded in surprise.
“Go on in,” he said with a friendly smile. “First door on your right.”
She opened the door hesitantly and was very relieved to find only Dean in the room. He grinned at her.
“The rest of the guys are down the hall,” he said, correctly interpreting her expression. “Come here.”
She flung herself into his arms and he spun her around with a laugh. She pressed her face against his neck, breathing in the scent of his body wash.
“You did it,” she whispered.
“Hell yeah I did!” He set her back on her feet. “I told you I would.”
Leigh laughed. “Yeah, I guess you did.” She glanced over her shoulder at the door. “Is this going to get you in trouble? Me being in here?”
“I just won them a championship,” he said dryly. “I could probably ask for cocaine and hookers and get ‘em.”
“Just because you can, doesn’t mean you should,” she said primly.
“All right, I’ll call it off.” He dropped down to the bench, looking overwhelmed suddenly. “The scouts have been all over me. You know what this means?” He pushed his hands through his damp hair. “I’m going to do it. I’m really going to play for the NFL.”
Leigh sat down beside him. “Well duh,” she said with a grin. “Everybody knew that.”
He wrapped his arm around her shoulder. “It’ll be a lot of travel,” he said. “Lots of time on the road. Away from you.”
She nodded. “I know.” They’d talked about it, mostly late at night in bed. About what it would be like if he made it.
“So, I was thinking...” His voice was hesitant now. He sounded almost nervous. “You know, that maybe we needed to talk about that. About us. And our, you know...relationship.”
Leigh drew back and looked at him. “Dean Harper, if you’re breaking up with me just because you’re going to be famous--”
“No!” he said so loudly that it echoed, making her jump a little bit. “I’m not breaking up with you. I don’t want to do that. Uh, you know, ever.” He sighed. “I’m screwing this up. To hell with it.” Dean pushed one hand into the pocket of his pants and then pulled out a sparkling sapphire ring. “Will you marry me, Everleigh?”
Her mouth dropped open. “I...what?” That was her brilliant reply.
Dean chuckled. “Okay, at least I’m not the only one.”
She punched him in the shoulder. “Shut up. Oh, my God. Are you serious?”
“Yeah. I’d get on one knee, but after that tackle in the third quarter...” he trailed off when Everleigh giggled. Dean couldn’t help but smile “I knew you’d like that.”
“Sorry!” Leigh held out her hand. “Ask me again.”
“Everleigh Rice, will you marry me?”
She grinned. “Yes, I will.”
He slid the ring onto the third finger of her left hand. “Thank God, it actually fits,” he said. “I guessed.”
Everleigh admired the platinum band with the sparkling sapphire. The blue gem was flanked by two smaller diamonds on either side of it. She couldn’t have found anything she liked more if he’d asked her to design the ring herself.
“Do you like it?” Dean asked anxiously. “Would you rather have a diamond?”
“No,” she said quickly. “No, I love this.”
Dean cupped her cheek in his hand. “It reminded me of your eyes,” he admitted. “And I wanted you to have something different. Because you’re different.”
“You mean weird,” she teased.
He gave her a brief kiss. “No,” he said, kissing her again. “I mean perfect. I can’t wait to spend my life with you, Everleigh Rice.”
“I love you.” It seemed like an inadequate response, but she’d never meant anything more in her whole life. He was everything to her and she wanted nothing more than to go through life with him.
Dean seemed to know it. He pulled her close and they held each other in the quiet locker room, thinking only of their future together.
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Chapter 1
Rosalie Winters had always been that mousy girl in high school, with bushy brown hair, the long skirts, blouses that covered everything, and soft spoken enough that no one ever heard her. She’d graduated two weeks ago, and was getting ready to go to college. Her parents were driving her up to the campus, and she was excited, but nervous at the same time. She’d never been away from her parents before. Part of her was nervous about having to depend on herself for the first time, but she was also determined to prove to everyone that she could do it. Ha! Everyone. That was a good one. All she had were her parents. Rosalie wasn’t the type of girl to have a lot of friends. Hopefully that would change in college. It was a place where people wanted to be, so that meant they had to study. It made her feel a little more like she would fit in.
“Ok, here we are!” The car pulled up in front of a dormitory, and Rosalie jerked herself out of her reverie. An old brick building loomed in front of them, and Rosalie instantly fell in love with it.
“Yeah, I guess we are.” She had her room assignment, so she led the way. It was on the third floor, and as far as she knew, there was no elevator. Luckily, she didn’t have much to take with her. Two suitcases, some bedding, and an extra trunk of her favorite books was really all she had with her. She had some money to get anything else she needed, but that was the furthest thing from her mind. She really just wanted to get behind her door, close it, then lose herself with setting up her room. She found the right door, opened it, and was happy to see that she was the first one there. That gave her room to breathe and settle in. Her mom put the package of bedding on the bed frame, then folded her arms over her chest, looking around appreciatively.
“It looks like a nice little place. You can make it cozy in no time.” Rosalie gave her mom a smile. It was a tr
ansition for her, and the way she’d always handled things was by being alone. So, even though it would hurt her later, she needed to get rid of her parents so she could break down on her own.
“Whew! That’s a heavy trunk!” Her dad had the case of books, and he put them at the foot of the bed. “Well, we won’t keep you. I know you want to get unpacked.” She hugged him gratefully. Then she disappeared under both her parents’ arms. Rosalie thought she was getting squeezed to death, but she reveled in the moment for the few seconds that it lasted. Her mom was already tearing up, and that meant Rosalie’s waterworks wouldn’t be that far behind. She swallowed hard, hitched a smile to her face, and watched as they walked out the door, waving. She closed the door behind them, then went over to the bed and sank down on it. It really was a nice looking dorm room. The living room area had a small kitchenette in it, and there was a comfortable chair that she could already see herself curling up in with a book. Her bedroom area was small, but that was fine. All she was going to do in it was study and sleep. She didn’t entertain any vivid daydreams about finding a boyfriend while she was here. She wanted to be pre-med, and that was going to take up all of her time anyway.
