The Hookup

by J. S. Cooper

  “Hey, Nate, you okay?” Her voice was concerned, and I realized she’d walked over to me in the few seconds I’d been daydreaming.

  “Yeah, yeah. I’m fine.” I nodded quickly and then ran toward the water as fast as I could before she could see the raging boner that was trying to poke through my boxer shorts. “Come on, Janie!” I called back to her after I came up from my quick dive. The water was cold and refreshing on my body and just what I’d needed to stop my horniness.

  “Coming!” She ran toward me, and I watched as she splashed into the water, her body illuminated by the sun. Her face was glowing, and I swam toward her so that I could pull her down into the water and splash her. “Nate!” she screamed when my arms reached around her waist so I could dunk her.

  “Yes, Janie?” I laughed as she splashed water in my face. I splashed her back, and she giggled as she tossed her soaked hair back. Her lips were wet and I couldn’t keep my eyes off of them. I leaned forward about to kiss her, when she pushed against my chest and broke away from me. She started swimming and I watched her fluid strokes for a few seconds before swimming along behind her.

  “HEY, SO DO YOU WANT to come back to my room?” I asked Janie after we’d come out of the lake, not knowing if it was a good idea. “We can check out that video I was just telling you about.” I smiled at her, my eyes not leaving her body. She looked so hot as she waited for her skin to dry off from the water. Why did she look so hot?

  “Sure. I thought you had plans tonight though?” She looked confused.

  “Yeah,” I nodded and thought for a second. “I can change them, though.” I knew Talissa would be upset and maybe I was blowing my shot with her, but she shouldn’t have played so many games with me.

  “You sure?” she asked, with a small smile.

  “Yup.” I reached over and touched the side of her face. “We can watch the video and eat more pizza, Ms. Pizza Monster.”

  “You’re silly.” She laughed and grabbed my hand. “That sounds fun. Let’s go.”

  “Awesome.” I grinned at her as we held hands. “Thanks for coming to the lake with me. I hope it wasn’t too boring.”

  “Not at all.” She shook her head. “It was amazing. So, so amazing.”

  “Really?” I started laughing at her enthusiasm. “It was that good?”

  “Well, maybe not that good.” She shook her head. “But still pretty cool.”

  “You know who’s pretty cool?” I stopped and looked at her.

  “No. Who?” She stared up at me.

  “You,” I said before leaning down to kiss her. I took her tongue in my mouth and sucked. It tasted wet and slightly salty, but oh, so good. She kissed me back passionately, pushing herself into me as her fingers reached up to my head and played with my hair. Her fingers rubbed against my skull and she moaned slightly as I deepened the kiss, bringing her tighter to me so that her breasts were crushed against my chest. I reached one hand down to her ass and squeezed. She gasped slightly as my fingers ran down the crack of her ass and cupped her butt cheek before sliding my fingers between her legs.

  “Nate.” She pulled away slightly, her eyes wide as I touched her lightly.

  “Do you want me to stop?”

  “No.” She shook her head and leaned in and kissed me hard. “No, I don’t want you to stop. Not at all.”

  I grinned at her and took her hand and sat her down on the towel. I pushed her flat on her back and pulled her panties down quickly. She gasped as I lowered my head toward her private spot and her body buckled as my tongue found her pulsing clit.

  “Oh, Nate!” she cried out as my tongue entered her and tasted her juices. She tasted sweet, and I lapped her up eagerly. I felt her fingers in my hair as her thighs trembled around me, and I closed my eyes as I worked on making her come. “Oh, Nate!” she cried out again and this time her voice was soft and almost loving. Something in me froze at the tone of her voice, but before I could think about it too deeply, she started coming, which turned me on even more and I ignored whatever worries I had in my mind.

  Chapter Five

  Janie

  I woke up with a smile on my face and a flutter in my heart and stomach. I’d had a really sweet dream that had starred Nate. He’d been telling me how beautiful I was and then he’d pulled me onto his lap and started kissing me. And the kiss had been deep and passionate, and I’d been really upset when I’d woken up and realized that his lips really weren’t on mine. I grabbed my phone eagerly to see if I had any missed texts from Nate. Not that I thought I did, but it was nice to hope. I’d been checking my phone all night, but hadn’t seen anything from him. I sighed as I saw no messages from him. He obviously wasn’t thinking about me as often as I was thinking about him. I still couldn’t read him. There were moments that I really thought he liked me as much as I liked him, and then there were moments that it seemed he just wasn’t interested in me at all. I really wish I knew where his head was at. I really wish I knew if he liked me or not.

  I was going to ask Anabel what she thought, but I knew that she wouldn’t understand why it was so important to me. She would think he was just another random dude I’d developed a crush on. She wouldn’t understand that he was special. That I actually felt something real, something deeper for Nate. It didn’t even really make sense to me. The connection we had, the way I felt when I was with him. The way my heart skipped a beat when I saw him and the way we looked into each other’s eyes when we were talking and laughing. It meant something real, something special. I’d never felt this feeling with anyone else before. Never. I knew it sounded weird, but a part of me really thought he was my soul mate. My someone special. My one. I got chills just thinking about it. Yet I wasn’t completely sure he felt it as well. A part of me really thought he did, but then he made comments and did things that made me doubt that feeling.

  “Janie, you coming to breakfast with me?” Anabel opened my door and walked in. “I can’t believe you’re still in bed on Pancake Tuesday.”

  “Dude.” I laughed as I sat up. “I just had the best dream.”

  “Hmm, you dreamt you won a billion dollars?”

  “No.” I laughed. “I dreamt that Nate and I were making out and it was flipping amazing.”

  “Oh, God.” She rolled her eyes. “You guys haven’t made out yet in real life?”

  “Well.” I blushed. “Maybe.” I paused as I grew hot thinking about our hot night together. “I thought he was going to go for it the other night, but he didn’t,” I lied and then immediately felt guilty. I wasn’t sure why I didn’t want to tell Anabel the truth. Maybe I felt slightly guilty that I’d hooked up with him so quickly.

  “Weird.” She made a face and studied me.

  “What?” I frowned up at her. “Why is that weird? Maybe he’s respecting my boundaries.”

  “Janie, what boundaries? Have you given him any indication that you’re not interested in making out or even hooking up with him?”

  “No.” I shook my head slowly. “But you know guys—maybe he’s not sure if I’m into him.”

  “Highly unlikely.”

  “Anabel!” I jumped out of bed and hit her on the shoulder. “Don’t be mean!”

  “I’m just saying. Most guys, when they like a girl, and they know she has interest, well, they make a move. They don’t hold back.”

  “Maybe it’s because he doesn’t want to disrespect me?”

  “What?” She blinked at me. “Where are you getting that from? I’ve never heard anything so stupid.”

  “Wow, thanks.” I glared at her. “So, you think he doesn’t like me?”

  “I don’t know.” She shrugged. “It seems to me that he’s playing games, and you don’t need that.”

  “Ugh.” I sighed. “So, I have something to tell you.”

  “Hmm?” Her eyes narrowed.

  “We totally hooked up the other night,” I whispered and she squealed.

  “Oh my God, I knew it!” she exclaimed. “I knew it!” She started laughing. />
  “What’s so funny?” I frowned.

  “You trying to say that he was going to hold off.” She rolled her eyes. “Guys like him don’t hold back when it comes to sex.”

  “What do you mean by that?”

  “I don’t mean anything by it, I’m just saying that most guys that go on dates want to get laid.”

  “So you think he’s using me for sex?” I glared at her for ruining my happy buzz. “Are you jealous?” I asked her accusatorially. Was she trying to make me feel bad because she wanted him for herself?

  “Are you joking, Janie?” Her jaw dropped open. “Jealous of what?”

  “The fact that he wanted me?” I gave her an ashamed look and looked away. I knew I sounded ridiculous, but I couldn’t stop myself from going on. “Or the fact that I have a new boyfriend?”

  “Janie, are you crazy?” She started laughing, and I frowned. Why was she laughing. “You don’t have a new boyfriend, and why the hell would I care if he wanted you and not me? I don’t even know this guy.”

  “Well, he’s a hottie, and I just ...” My voice trailed away as I saw her rolling her eyes. “Sorry.” I sighed. I jumped up and ran over to give her a hug. “I know I’m being crazy.” I shook my head as I pulled away from her. “I don’t know what I’m thinking. There’s something about this guy that drives me crazy.”

  “What is it about him that drives you crazy?” Anabel stared at me. “And tell me, was the sex good?”

  “It was absolutely amazing.” I felt giddy as I thought back to our hookup. “You wouldn’t think he was a college guy.”

  “Oh?” She raised an eyebrow at me.

  “He made me come right away.” I blushed as I spilled the details about my night with Nate.

  “Huh?” She tilted her head.

  “Well, you know...” I giggled. “Sometimes it’s hard to orgasm from just penetration, but with Nate ...” My eyes widened and I wiggled my eyebrows. “Let’s just say that he knew what he was doing.

  “Ooh.” She started giggling. “So it was amazing, then?”

  “It was amazing.” I nodded. “I’ve never been with someone who was so electric and sexy.”

  “Oh, Janie.” Anabel shook her head at me. “You’re so dramatic.”

  “I’m not dramatic. I’m just being real.” I sighed wistfully. “I want him right now.”

  “Are you going to see him tonight?”

  “Dunno.” My stomach sunk as I looked back at my phone.

  “What do you mean, you don’t know?”

  “I haven’t heard from him.” I bit my lower lip and sighed. “Should I text him?”

  “Oh.” Anabel gave me a look. “You haven’t heard from him since you guys slept together?”

  “Well, kinda.” I made a face. “He texted me the next day and said he hoped I had a nice day.” I smiled at the memory. “So he wasn’t completely using me.”

  “Do you have plans to hang out again?” Anabel asked me softly.

  “No,” I admitted sadly.

  “Did you discuss hanging out again?”

  “He kinda invited me to a chess thing,” I said, but then realized that we’d never actually made any concrete plans. “Do you think I slept with him too quickly?”

  “Not if that’s what you wanted.” Anabel shook her head. “But,” she paused and gave me a look of regret, “there’s a possibility that he got what he wanted and that you’re not going to hear from him again.”

  “Then you do think I slept with him too quickly.” I bit down on my lower lip and thought about how I’d gone to the lake with him and stripped down to my underwear. I’d been so excited to go into the water with him. I’d seen his boner right away and laughed when he’d run into the water to hide it. I’d wanted to jump him in the water. He’d turned me on right away. And the way he’d looked at me, wow, it had made me feel so special. Though I knew it could all have been an act. Maybe that’s how he always looked at women. But it had seemed so caring. So warm. Even the questions he’d been asking me before when we’d been eating pizza had led me to believe that he really cared about me as more than just a casual acquaintance. But I’d been dumb. I wasn’t sure why I’d let my heart convince my head that this was a good idea. Maybe I so badly wanted him to like me that I was willing to do anything. I mean, he’d been acting weirdly at the frat party. And then a bit weirdly at the pizza place. I mean, the fact that he’d gotten a text and said he just remembered he’d had plans had been suspicious to me, but I’d kept my mouth shut. I hadn’t wanted him to think that I was crazy. Though I was sure that he most probably already did.

  “I think if you were comfortable with him when you had sex and you used protection, then it’s fine.” She shook her head. “There’s no time that’s too soon or too late. You have to do you, girl.”

  “Yeah.” I sighed. “So I kinda fucked up a little bit.”

  “Oh God.” She looked nervous. “What did you do?”

  “Don’t be mad at me.”

  “Oh Janie, what did you do?” She glared at me. “Do not tell me he didn’t wear a condom. Do we need to go and get you the morning after pill?”

  “Does it work if it’s not the morning after?”

  “I don’t know. I think so.” She pulled out her phone. “Let me check.” She then glared at me. “How could you sleep with him without a condom?”

  “We didn’t have sex without a condom,” I said quickly. “Well, not really.” I made a face. “We started fooling around and were both naked and ...” My voice trailed off as I was still a bit embarrassed to be telling Anabel exactly what had happened.

  “And?” Anabel raised an eyebrow at me. “Spill.”

  “We started grinding and well, he kinda put himself inside of me before he put the condom on.” I reddened as I thought back to the memory. “It was so hot and I was so into him, and I knew I should tell him to put a condom on, but I just wanted to feel him for a bit. His skin on my skin.”

  “Oh my God, Janie!” Anabel looked at me angrily.

  “I know, I know.” I sighed. “I’m stupid. I mean, he did eventually put a condom on, but you know.” I blushed again. “I should have had him put one on before he entered me.”

  “Yeah.” Anabel sighed. “You should get an STD test.”

  “What?” I made a face. “You think so?”

  “Yes.” Anabel squeezed my hand. “Better to be safe than sorry.”

  “I suppose so. Oh my God.” I licked my lips nervously. “I’m so dumb.”

  “No, you’re not.” Anabel smiled at me. “You got caught up in the moment.”

  “Yeah, but he hasn’t even asked me out again.” All of a sudden, I started to feel bad about the situation. The sweetness of my dreams and memories were no longer enough to banish my doubts. “Why hasn’t he called me? Or texted me?”

  “Maybe he’s waiting on you?”

  “Do you think so?”

  “Maybe?” Anabel shrugged. “Maybe he doesn’t know how you feel about what happened.”

  “Oh?”

  “Yeah,” she said. “It wouldn’t hurt to text him.”

  “I could invite him over for dinner,” I said eagerly. “Maybe say I would like to treat him to a meal other than pizza to show him I’m not a pizza monster.”

  “What?” Anabel looked confused.

  “Nothing,” I said, all of a sudden feeling a rush of energy. I didn’t want to waste time explaining the inside joke to Anabel. I just wanted to text Nate. I was already planning a menu in my head. It would be awesome. Maybe I would make a steak dinner. Guys loved steak. And then maybe he could stay the night in my room and we could have dessert in bed. Some strawberries and whipped cream. That would be super sexy.

  “Is your mind wandering again, Janie?” Anabel asked me.

  “No,” I lied and then laughed. “Yes. I was thinking about Nate. I think I’m going to invite him to dinner.”

  “Oh?” Anabel looked surprised. “You’re going to take him to dinner?”

/>   “No, I was thinking that I would make him dinner.”

  “You’re going to cook for him?”

  “Do you think that’s a bad idea?”

  “Noooo.” She looked doubtful. “Seems romantic.”

  “Yeah, that’s what I was thinking,” I said, excited. “And then maybe afterwards we can have a talk and well, hang out a bit.”

  “Bow chicka bow wow, huh?”

  “Anabel!” I giggled and then went to grab my phone. “Give me a few minutes and let me text him and then we can get breakfast.”