A Good Girl

by Jenny Siegal

  “Being a couple,” I finish quietly. He laughs softly, shaking his head at me in amusement.

  “We've been closer than some couples since that first night. I think I fell in love with you when you said you wouldn't sleep with me, and I've been falling deeper and deeper ever since. I don't think it's too soon.”

  My mouth is hanging open, unable to take in what he is saying.

  “You've been in love with me for that long?”

  A slow smile spreads across his face. “For that long.”

  “Which means...?” I stutter.

  “Which means you made me wait a very long time.”

  In a quick movement, he tugs me closer and lies back on the sand, pulling me down with him. I straddle him, searching his face for any hint of teasing.

  “Are you sure?”

  “I've never been more sure about anything. I've been thinking about it since we were at your mom’s.”

  “Seriously?”

  “Seriously. You don't know how much I love you, Charlie.” The hand at the back of my head pulls me gently nearer, bringing our lips to almost touching distance.

  “I love you, too,” I whisper before my lips close the rest of the gap to press against his. A flash of desire shows in his eyes before I close mine and let our kiss take over.

  “So, you'll move in?”

  Guitar playing bad boy Dominic Hudson—who I’ve fallen head over heels in love with—has just asked me to move in with him. I tilt my head to the side; it really is a no-brainer.

  “Hmm… of course, I will. I’ll get to see you and your gorgeous body every day and have sex with you whenever I want,” I tease him, and to my surprise, he frowns.

  “Is that all you want me for, my body?” He actually pouts, and I can’t help but laugh at his expression.

  “You are being such a girl. Of course, it's not. I love you for you, not because you are the guitarist in Supercharged, or because you’re sex on legs. I love going to sleep in your arms and waking up next to you. You make me feel safe and protected and wanted and loved. All the things I never had and didn’t think I needed.” The words explode from my mouth. I couldn’t stop them even if I wanted to. I've given up holding anything back from him. It is his turn to watch me with his eyes wide with surprise, so I kiss him, swirling my tongue around his and nipping on his bottom lip. His hands reach out and clasp my bum firmly, his growing erection pressing against my core. Heat seeps into my body as desire rockets through me.

  “Charlie” Air hisses past his teeth as I squirm against his hard cock. The look I give him falls short of innocent.

  “What is it with your reluctance to have sex on the beach?” I am really interested to know, but he just shakes his head and continues to give me that sexy, cocky smile of his.

  “Come on.” He helps me up, and we practically run along the beach to the house.

  The next morning, the house is quiet and still as we make our way through to the kitchen. The only other people up are Iris and Bryan, fresh from their early night. Remnants of last night’s party are scattered all over the kitchen. The panoramic windows frame the breathtaking view of the sand dunes leading down to the sea. It makes me feel calm and peaceful, a feeling I’m still getting used to. All thanks to Dominic and the way I feel about him.

  Iris and Bryan look up from their breakfast as we approach. “Morning,” Iris chirps.

  On impulse, I lean down and give her a big hug, the kind she normally gives me. After a beat, when she overcomes her shock, she grips onto me just as tightly. Maybe it's because she's been such a good friend and I've never told her how much she means to me and without her I don't think I could have made it this far. Maybe it is just because I am bursting with happiness and I can't wait to tell her that Dominic has asked me to live with him. I pull back and give her a small smile. Her eyes are glistening with tears and maybe mine are, too.

  “What was that for?” she asks in confusion.

  “Just wanted to hug my best friend.” I shrug as if it were an everyday occurrence.

  “Uh, okay. Is everything okay, Charlie?”

  My gaze flicks over to Dominic standing leaning against the kitchen counter watching me. A slow sexy smile spreads over his face and instantly my body heats up.

  Taking a deep breath, I turn back to Iris. “Dominic has asked me to move in with him, and I said yes,” I rush out all in one breath. It takes a second to sink in and when realization hits, Iris grabs me in a big hug.

  “Charlie, that's great, I'm so happy for you. You are so good together.” She jiggles me in her arms from side to side.

  “You don't mind?”

  “Of course, not.” Her bright smile slips a fraction. “I'll miss you,” she adds quietly. “We’ll still be friends, right?”

  “Duh, of course. Who else is going to keep me in my place or put up with me? Apart from Dominic, that is, and I think he has ulterior motives.” I wink at him and the wicked grin he gives me confirms it.

  “Damn right, I have ulterior motives.” He moves around the counter and pulls me into his arms so I can lean into him, resting my head on his chest. Hmm, he still smells just as good.

  “I’ll phone the RA and let her know. Hopefully, you won’t get another roommate this late in the semester.”

  “I don’t see why you don’t just move in with me,” Bryan pipes up. Iris and I turn slowly to look at him, and he smiles widely. “I think it’s a great idea. I don’t know why I didn’t think about it before. That is definitely what you should do. How about it?” He is looking very pleased with himself.

  “Okay,” she squeaks.

  “Okay, that’s it? Okay? You rambled on at me and all you say is okay. It’s great, now I won’t feel bad about leaving you on your own. Wait a minute; I thought you shared with someone?” I ask Bryan.

  “Yeah, he moved out. He didn’t like sharing with someone who had a girlfriend. It cramped his style apparently.” He shrugs, mystified at his roommate’s reasoning.

  “What about your parents?” Iris’s parents are super strict.

  “I’ll tell them I was left with no choice because my slut of a roommate abandoned me,” she jokes.

  “Um, enough of the slut, thank you very much. I’m a reformed character,” I admonish her.

  • • •

  While Iris and Bryan start planning her move from our dorm room, Dominic tugs me toward the open windows and we head for the beach unnoticed. As we walk along the sand, his fingers intertwine with mine.

  “Thanks for coming with me,” he says softly, bringing our joined hands to his lips and kissing my knuckles.

  “Twice,” I remind him with a laugh.

  “Yeah, that as well. You ready to head back?”

  “And move into your apartment?”

  He squeezes my hand, and we turn around to walk back to the house. “I like that idea.”

  “Good thing you've got a big-ass truck...”

  “You don't have that much, do you?” He looks horrified.

  Unable to contain my laughter, I shake my head. “No, I travel light.”

  • • •

  Dominic lets us into his apartment and strides straight through to the bedroom tugging me behind him. His bedroom is as tidy as always; even Iris isn’t as tidy as him. Though, at least he doesn’t have a bed full of stuffed animals that usually end up on the floor by morning. I drop my bag on the floor and flop down on the bed, exhausted. It has been an eventful couple of days. The drive home from Mom’s was long, and Dominic’s declaration of love and asking me to move in with me—my head is spinning at how things have changed in such a short period of time. It never crossed my mind that I would leave home for college, looking to escape my past only to meet Dominic and become a hot guitarist’s girlfriend. It’s even more amazing that he is so accepting of my past and still wants to be with me.

  Dominic stands at the side of the bed looking down at me lying spread eagle on the bed. His arms are crossed, and he has a mock scowl on his face. I p
rop myself up on my elbows.

  “What?”

  “I’m just wondering how long it will be before the apartment looks like your dorm room did?”

  “I’m not that untidy.” I laugh, but he’s right, I am very messy. I’ll try my best, but I know that it won’t be long before his apartment is a mess.

  He throws his head back and gives a deep laugh. “Yes, you are, but I don’t care. You’re here with me, and that’s all that matters.” He pounces on top of me on the bed. I give a squeal of surprise as his hard body covers mine and he brings his head down for a kiss. I wrap my arms around his neck and feel his erection start to grow against my leg.

  Strong hands pin my arms above my head as he begins to kiss slowly down from my lips to my neck and then down my chest. His journey halts when his lips meet the cotton of my tank top. Undeterred, he holds my wrists with one hand while the other pulls my tank top up and he maneuvers me out of it.

  “I might as well take this off while I’m at it.” He flashes me a sultry smile and unclips my bra one handed. I take my arms out of it before he clasps my wrists in his hands above my head again. He continues his slow, delicate kisses until he reaches my breasts. By now, my breath is coming in gasps as his tongue circles my nipple and he pulls it into his mouth before moving onto the next one. I twist on the bed with yearning; the pang down low in my stomach travels straight between my legs each time he flicks my nipple. He continues further down past the concave of my stomach, trailing feather soft kisses and licks as he does.

  When he reaches my jeans, he stops briefly to yank them down my legs, taking my panties with them. My flip-flops fall unheeded to the floor. His shoulders nudge my legs apart, and he moves between my legs. Warm breath dances over the wetness, cooling me momentarily. I hold my breath expectantly, waiting to feel his mouth on me. When the tip of his tongue runs over my sensitive folds and flicks my clit, my back arches into the mattress and I let out a long drawn out moan of pleasure.

  With Dominic no longer holding my wrists, my hands squeeze the pillow above my head. I need something to hold onto because I am drowning in the sensation. His tongue continues its unrelenting licking, flicking, and sucking while my hips rock against his mouth in an ever-increasing motion as he pushes me closer to my climax. My moans grow louder the closer I get and then his tongue pushes down on my sensitive overwrought nerves. My legs tense and I tremble as my orgasm washes over me, pulsing around me as Dominic draws it out of me. Still fully clothed, he shifts to lie beside me and takes me in his arms. I manage a weak smile.

  “T-shirt off,” I order and tug at the bottom of his shirt. He pulls it over his head before lying back down beside me. My hands skim over his muscles as he holds me to him.

  “I can’t believe you are finally here with me,” he says in wonderment, and my heart squeezes along with my stomach. Neither can I.

  Dominic only lets me out of his arms to take off his jeans then we climb under the covers together. He curves his gorgeous body around me and kisses me on the back of the head.

  “Night, babe. I love you.” His voice is soft and full of love. I squeeze his arm that is around my waist tightly confirming to myself that he is really here.

  “I love you, too,” I answer sleepily.

  This time I know exactly where I am when I stir from what has been my best night’s sleep, ever. An orgasm before bed is definitely the best way to induce sleep. Dominic is still asleep when I turn carefully to face him, not wanting to wake him just yet. He looks so peaceful. How is it possible that he looks even more gorgeous in his sleep? I almost can’t believe that the amazing guy lying next to me is mine. I snuggle in closer, his body firm and warm against mine. As my thigh brushes against his erection, he moans softly and the arm around my waist tightens as he begins to wake.

  “Charlie.” His voice is low and hoarse. But there is no warning in it this time. I don’t need to stop.

  “Yes,” I say as innocently as I can manage and look up to find him watching me with a hungry look in his eyes.

  “I can legitimately do that to you now.” I bat my lashes at him and my hand runs over the outline of his hard cock, exerting enough pressure. It jerks beneath his boxer briefs.

  “Hmm, yes, you can,” he concedes. “And I can do this.” His hand reaches between us to flick my nipple that is brushing against his hard chest. I gasp as desire nips through me and pools between my legs. I hitch a leg over his hip as his fingers travel down and gently stroke my leg.

  “I love you.” I press a kiss to his lips and feel the wide smile that he can’t hide.

  “I knew you felt the same chemistry as me, but you were so good at not giving anything away.” He sounds a little hurt, and it’s true, I did do that.

  “I wasted so much time, but you never gave up on us.” I fall into the depths of his beautiful green eyes as he strokes my cheek with his knuckle.

  “It only made me more persistent. The more you resisted me, the more I wanted you and I knew you felt the same. You were just scared.” He gives me a light kiss on my nose.

  “Thank you for not giving up.” I squeeze him tightly.

  “I’m actually glad you didn’t sleep with me right away. You want me for me, not for being in a band.”

  “Of course, I do. You are the hottest member of Supercharged, after all, but you’re much more than that.”

  “We’re friends first and lovers second. We both have pasts, and we’ve both made mistakes, but we’ve learned from them and we’re stronger because of them,” he reassures me, and I nod in agreement.

  “So, you’ve proved you can be a good girl, and I know you can be a bad girl.” He lifts me so I am straddling him and sitting along the length of his hard cock, which is really distracting.

  “Which Charlie are you going to be from now on?”

  My head tilts to the side while I think about it. Although I regret my past, being a good girl isn’t who I am, either. I have proved I can be a good girl, but Dominic seems to like it when I’m not. Finally, I can be myself with him—a combination of the two.

  “You saw through my good girl act and doubted my innocence all along. So, maybe I won’t be too much of a good girl just for you.” I give him my own wicked smile and slide myself over him, which elicits a growl.

  “I like the sound of that.” He rolls me under him in one fluid move. Demanding lips press down on mine, silencing my giggle as he pulls the cover over us, blocking out the early morning sunlight. This is the best way to start the morning.

  So much has changed since I left home and reinvented myself as Charlotte. I've changed. Never for a minute did I believe that I would end up in love with someone like Dominic, let alone move in with him. I just hope my past stays there, but as I think about the photograph tucked away in my bag, something tells me that I've not seen the last of it.

  A Good Girl Playlist

  Drive By – Train

  Walk Of Shame – Pink

  One More Night – Maroon 5

  Counting Stars – One Republic

  Addicted To You – Avicii

  Can’t Remember To Forget You – Shakira (feat. Rhianna)

  Best Song Ever – One Direction

  Locked Out Of Heaven – Bruno Mars

  Kiss You – One Direction

  Just One Dance – Caro Emerald

  Beautiful – Carly Rae Jepsen

  Truth About Love - Pink

  About the Author

  Jenny Siegel writes new adult romance. When she's not writing (or entertaining two little terrors) Jenny is glued to her Kindle, or plotting (also known as daydreaming) about hot tattooed heroes that will sweep a girl off her feet.

  You can connect with her at:

  www.facebook.com/authorjennysiegel

  or email her at:

  jennysiegel@outlook.com

  Acknowledgments

  When I started writing A Good Girl I never thought I would get to the point where I would be writing acknowledgements. Now that I am I don’t know w
here to start.

  The first, and most important person I need to thank is Lianne Cotton, for all her help, encouragement and motivation not to mention her infinite amount of patience when it comes to answering my Facebook questions (it is still the work of the devil). When we started out swapping chapters and plotting I didn’t expect to find such a wonderful writing buddy and I especially didn’t expect to gain such a good friend. I love our late night plotting sessions and look forward to more. Watch out Tattooed Bad Boys Book Signing York 2015, this is when we finally get to meet.

  Thank you to Barbara and Missy for your great feedback, you gave me hope that others would enjoy the story and characters as much as you did. A big thank you to all the people that liked my Facebook page. To Robin Harper for her amazing cover and teasers. And Jenny Carlsrud Sims for her fantastic editing skills, you both made the story come to life. And last but not least, Two ordinary girls and their books for all their help with hosting the promotional events.

  … Sneak peek from Almost Perfect (A Good Girl Part 2)

  Coming Autumn 2015

  Dominic’s lips brush over the sensitive skin at the back of my neck as I try for the third time to push my key to his apartment into the lock.

  “Stop distracting me,” I gasp as the tip of his tongue trails upwards.

  “I can’t help it, you’re very distracting.” My stomach clenches tightly at the husky whisper as he brings his mouth to my ear. A hand snakes round my waist and with a tug backwards I collide with his lean body and an erection pressing into me. Just like old times. His teeth bite down gently on my ear lobe, sending a shiver through me and I give up trying to unlock the door. Instead I turn in his arms and wrap mine round his neck, standing on tiptoe to press my lips to his. My tongue brushes over his lower lip before I draw it into my mouth. An agonized groan escapes him and he digs in his pocket for his keys, breaking our kiss to fumble again with the lock. He has the advantage of having had more practice and a second later the door swings open. With his arms wrapped round me, Dominic walks me backwards into the apartment and straight into the bedroom, slamming the door behind us.