Wait For Me
By
Alexis Noelle
Copyright
Copyright © 2015 Ashley Piscitelli
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Chapter One
Jason
I swear to God, if she doesn’t shut the fuck up I’m gonna kill myself with this damn fork. Why the hell did I listen to Madison and go on a damn date? I had it right before; you take ‘em home, give it to them good enough that they can’t talk after, and pretend to pass out or just put on Sports Center until they leave on their own. Trying to pretend that I am interested in half of the stupid shit she is spouting is fucking exhausting.
“Isn’t that just crazy?”
Shit. I haven’t listened to her for at least the past ten minutes and truthfully I really don’t care if she knows it. She could be the best lay in the world, but it isn’t worth sitting here another minute. “Yeah, this whole night has been crazy. I’m gonna go now, though.” I throw enough money on the table to cover the food and tip, and then get up to leave.
“You’re leaving?” Her high-pitched voice shrieks.
“Yeah, I have some shit I need to do.” It is technically the truth; Maddy and I had a movie night planned. I am actually running late right now because jabber jaws doesn’t realize I couldn’t care less about TMZ, her sorority, or who won American Idol.
“I thought we were gonna go back to your place after.” She stands up next to me and runs her hands up and down my arm.
“Not tonight. I’ll see you around campus, Beth.”
“My name is Carol.” Her foot stomps on the ground and I step back in case she decides to swing.
“Okay.” I start walking to my car and check my phone. Shit, I am a half hour late. Maddy better not have some Nicholas Sparks shit picked out, because I have had enough torture already.
I guess tonight was my fault, anyway. When Maddy told me I needed to put myself out there and go on a date, I knew she meant with Nicole. I am not ready for that shit, though. Maddy and best friend Carter were made for each other. She has easily fit into our group and we are really close. I know, just from the couple of times Nicole and I slept together, that she is different. She isn’t the kind of girl you have for only a night; she is the kind of girl who gets under your skin and never leaves.
I don’t need that, but I can’t get her out of my head, either. I was perfectly content sleeping with women and saying goodbye, until New Year’s when I got a taste of heaven. Every time I brought a girl home since then, all I saw was her. I tried to use them to erase her, but all it did was remind me they weren’t her. I know Maddy wants me to give Nicole a shot, and it might eventually happen, but not now.
I pull up to Maddy and Carter’s house, heading inside. “Hey! You’re late!” She calls from the kitchen.
“Sorry, but it’s your fault.” I grab a slice of pizza out of the waiting box. “I mean, you’re the one that wanted me to give one of these bimbos a chance.”
“You were on a date?” Her eyes widen in shock, like I just told her aliens were joining us for the movie.
“Yeah, and it sucked, just like I’ve been telling you.” I glare at her but can’t hold the dirty look long before we both start to laugh.
“Maybe it was so bad because you were with the wrong person.” She raises her eyebrow at me.
“Listen, I get what you’re saying and even though you may be right, I’m not ready for that right now.” Maddy drops the subject and we spend the rest of the night together hanging out.
When I leave Maddy’s, I have this need to see Nicole. I don’t know why but I make the stupid decision to text her and tell her I am coming over.
It takes me about an hour and a half to get to Nicole’s. She told me the door would be unlocked and to just come in. When I walk in, I see her asleep on the couch. She is so fucking beautiful. Her long blonde hair is tied up in a messy bun I couldn’t take my eyes off of her, and this is why she is so dangerous to me. No girl has ever held my attention for this long, much less made me feel the way I do when I’m around her.
I sit down on the couch next to her and she curls up against me. It is so tempting to be with her. She just has this pull that I can’t shake. I can’t help myself, so I kick off my shoes and stretch out beside her, wrapping my arm around her and pulling her close to me.
She fits so well next to me. I think that is what made me run the first night. I was lying there with her and knew that it was different. I want a normal relationship, but wanting one and being ready for one are two completely different things.
So, I did the cowardly thing and snuck out while she was still asleep. She saw me after and tried to have a talk about everything, but I blew it off like it was no big deal and it was just another hook up. The thing is, I know it was different, and with the way she pursued me, she did too.
She turns toward me and moves her leg on top of mine. I can feel my dick starting to get hard. This girl could do it to me without even being awake. She is the most amazing girl I have ever met. It is like she had a direct line to me. She opens her eyes and looks up at me. I see confusion pass over her face. I shouldn’t have done this. What am I, some kind of creeper?
Then she does what I least expected and lays her head back down on my chest. Now what am I supposed to do? I am running my fingers through her hair, when she shifts and turns to look at me, “You know you make me crazy, right?”
I make her crazy? She didn’t even know the half of it.
Chapter Two
Nicole
I can’t believe that he is here, cuddling with me on the couch right now. This wasn’t the asshole Jason, the Jason that only wanted a one-night stand. That was the only version I had gotten of him lately, so this was mind-fucking me right now.
Lying here with him holding me feels so right that I never want him to let go. I want so much more than just sex from him, but he is so reluctant to give it to me. However, I don’t think his willpower will last very long. I am making it my mission to make him mine. If I have to get a little dirty to do it, then so be it.
He was staring at me with those chocolate eyes, and I am emotionally spent right now as it is. I wish he was like this all the time. He puts on such a front for people, that sometimes I feel like he forgets to drop the act. I’ve always been able to see right through it and call him on his bullshit. I look back up at him and he is still staring at me. I do the only thing that feels right at the moment and lean up to kiss him.
At first, he stills and I begin to regret my decision. Then, he kisses me back and the sweet little peck I started catches fire. Before I knew what was happening, he flips me onto my back so that he is now on top of me. His tongue thrusts into my mouth and his hands run up and down my body.
“Are you sure about this right now, Nic? ‘Cause if you’re not, it needs to stop now.”
Of course I was sure! I have wanted Jason from the first time that Carter had introduced us. I just had to wait for a lull in the endless line of skanks to show him what he was really missing. Granted, I lost my virginity when I tried to do that, but I blame the alcohol and the fact that my body acts like it needs him to function. “I’m sure, J. I need you now.”
That is all he needs to hear. He slips his hand behind my head and sits me up. Our lips only part long enough for him to pull my t-shirt over my head. He is devouring me like he can’t get enough of me, and making me feel like I am the only thing that matters. I can’t believe he is this attracted to me right now. I am wearing the rattiest set of clothes I have, and I know my hair must be a mess. He unclasps my bra, before laying me back down. Thank God I don’t own a set of granny panties, because, with my luck, I probably have them on too.
He is at an unfair advantage right now, though, and I need his shirt gone too. I grab at the hem and he lifts himself up enough that I can pull it off. Damn, he is so sexy. I drag my fingernails down his chest, because I know it drives him wild. He starts pulling at my bottoms and takes my underwear down with him. I am already soaked just thinking about what is coming, besides, hopefully me.
He stands up, unbuttons his jeans, and pulls them down along with his boxers. I still can’t get over how big he is. I remember our first night, being scared that it was going to rip me in half. He smirks at me when he catches me staring and lowers himself back onto the couch. He starts kissing my neck, nipping and sucking just the way he knows I love it. Then he starts to make his way down to my breasts.
He grasps one with his hand, while he traps the other nipple with his mouth. The combination of him rolling my nipple, while sucking and dragging his teeth across the other one, is almost too much to take. He switches and captures the other one with his mouth, then begins the same slow torture. When he starts to kiss down my stomach, I know where he is going and that I’m not going to last long. His fingers find my clit and rub it in slow, hard circles and that is it.
“Jason! Shit!” The orgasm rocks through my whole body and leaves me panting and out of breath. I look down at him and he frowns. “What?”
“You finished before I could get down there, and I want to taste you. I guess I’m just going to have to get you there again, huh?” He smiles at me.
This man is going to kill me. I am about to tell him he doesn’t have to, when the flat of his tongue runs up the length of me. I yell out because it feels so good and I am still so sensitive down there. He pulls back and his tongue makes one slow lick up me, but this time he stops at my clit. He slips two fingers inside me and starts to work his fingers while his tongue teases me some more.
He circles and licks me until I am ready to pass out from the feeling. “I know you’re close, baby. I can tell. I can’t wait to taste you when you let go.” If that isn’t enough to push me over the edge, he starts thrusting his fingers into me, hard, and sucks my clit into his mouth.
“Oh, fuck!” At this point, I think I actually see stars. I can feel him licking up my juices and hear him making sounds of appreciation. This man is something else.
He lifts his head up and looks at me, while he licks his lips. “Mm, tastes like candy.”
He grabs my arms and lifts me up off the couch, walking me over to the arm and turning me around. When he leans down to kiss my neck, I sag against him. He reaches around and runs his hand down me. “Did this pussy miss me?”
It makes me so hot when he talks like this. I love it. I wrap my arms around his neck and lean back into him, opening myself up to him even more. “Yeah, it did.”
He drags his teeth over my earlobe, before placing a kiss on my neck. “Mmmmm, I missed it too. I’ve already showed it how much twice, but they say the third time is a charm.” He pushes me back down so that I am lying face down across the arm of the couch. “This is not going to be easy, baby. I’ve missed you too much.”
I can feel his pulsing erection at my entrance, and I am more than ready for this. It has been all I’ve thought about since the last time we were together.
He always tells me that he can’t stay away from me. Then in the next breath he is leaving me for some random hook up. Right now, he is mine and I’m going to enjoy every second of it. I feel him pull back and then, before I know what is happening, he slams into me. “Shit, Nic! You are so goddamn tight.”
I can’t even form words. At this point all I can do is make sounds of approval. At this angle, he -is hitting the wall of my pussy and it is heaven. I didn’t think it would be possible a couple minutes ago, but I am gonna come again. Jason grabs my bun and pulls on it. I have never had a guy pull my hair before, and truthfully, I feel like my first reaction should have been to turn around and punch him. This, though, this felt good.
“Jason, I’m gonna come again!” Just then, he reaches around me and pinches my clit between his two fingers. That does it. I am now spiraling into my third and most intense orgasm of the night.
“Fuck! Your pussy is squeezing my dick and it feels so fucking good.” He thrusts into me a couple more times and then I feel him jerk. He groans loud and I can feel his hot liquid filling me up.
He collapses down on top of me, while we both catch our breath. I am scared to move. This is usually the time where things go to shit. He gets all freaked out and starts acting like a dickhead.
“J?”
He glances over at me and I know he doesn’t want to have this discussion now, but that is too fucking bad.
“We need to talk about everything. I can’t keep doing this with you.”
“You didn’t seem to be too reluctant a few minutes ago.”
He did not just fucking say that to me! Ugh! He can be such a damn pig sometimes, but I know that is his intention. He wants to scare me off.
“I will let that comment slide this time, but I am not one of your skanks, so you need to watch how you speak to me. I get that you have commitment issues, but you know that there is something here. You can either keep fighting it or accept it. I’m not gonna wait around forever, J, so if you don’t want this, then don’t complain when I start bringing boyfriends around.”
I can tell that got to him. His fists are clenched so hard his knuckles are turning white. “Listen, Nic, you knew what this was from the beginning. I’m not in the market for something serious. We have fun and it’s all good, but I’m not your Prince Charming. If you want one of those, you’re looking in the wrong place. With me, you get great fucking sex, not a happily ever after.”
His jaw is so tight from clenching his teeth and I know I am not going to get anywhere with him tonight. It’s so disheartening to know that he refuses to open up to me. What’s worse is I know I deserve better then to just be his hook up, but I want him so much I’ll take what I can get.
“If that’s how you feel, Jason, then fine.” I am done trying to talk any sense into him. It is fucking useless. Two can play his game, though. Let’s see how he handles it when I start bringing Prince Charmings around.
Music is still softly playing from my speakers in the background and I recognize the song, Clarity by Zedd featuring Foxes. If this song isn’t perfect, I don’t know what would be. I just sit there and listen to this girl sing her heart out about every emotion that is swirling around in my head. She is singing about how if their love was so bad and wrong how come it feels so right. I know that J thinks he is doing the right thing. He is trying to convince himself that he doesn’t need me and can resist me.
I can’t wait to show him just how wrong he is.
Chapter Three
Jason
I look at her and I can see that I’m hurting her. That’s the last thing I want to do; it’s why I am adamant about not getting into a relationship with her. Meanwhile, I can’t fucking stop thinking about getting back inside her.
I know I am hurting her with all this back and forth shit. I can’t stay away from her, but at the same time, I am just no good for her. I know sh
e doesn’t get it and she thinks I am just being a dick, but if I didn’t care, then I wouldn’t worry whether or not I am good for her.
“Listen, I need to tell you something before you find out about it from someone else. I was on a date with some girl before I came over tonight.”
Her head snaps up and she shoots me a look, “I’m sorry. You were doing what?”
Shit. I look at her and can’t tell if she is pissed or hurt. Then her hand comes flying up and smacks me across the cheek. Pissed. She is definitely pissed.
“Are you fucking kidding me, J? You were on a date? Yet, every time I talk to you, you give me some bullshit line about not being ready! I’m going to shower, and when I get back here, you better be gone!” She storms off to the bathroom, and slams the door.
I really stuck my foot in my mouth this time. I know what she is thinking, that she isn’t good enough or I don’t care. Both of them are so far from the truth. I went out with that chick tonight hoping to get Nic out of my mind. I had tried so many different things and different girls to try to forget about her. It is like she crawled inside of me and refused to leave. I hear the shower turn on and all I can think about is her wet and naked.
I am already getting hard just picturing her in there. I know that this is not something she needs right now, and I don’t even know if it is something she would want. I grab the cushions underneath me as a way of keeping myself from getting up and going in there. That lasts for a couple of minutes, and then I am walking to the bathroom, leaving a trail of my clothes behind. I opened the door quietly and climbed into the shower behind her.
She is washing her hair, so her eyes are closed and all I can do is stare at her. When she opens them, she lets out a scream. “What the fuck are you doing in here?”
I can’t even form any words. I just walk up closer to her, and notice that she is breathing hard. I wrap my hand around her neck and crush my mouth to hers. I run my tongue along her bottom lip, begging her to open her mouth for me, then I slide my other hand down to grab her ass. She lets out a moan and it gives me the space I need.
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