Hit the Wall (Blythe College)

by Paige, Rochelle

  And he proceeded to do just that as he kissed down my neck, nibbling at the pulse point and sucking my skin into his mouth to leave a light mark. He held himself over me with one arm on the bed while the other hand was busy cupping one of my breasts and rolling the nipple between his fingertips. He slowly trailed kisses down my chest until he reached my other breast. His tongue flicked the nipple several times before he sucked it into his mouth.

  “Jackson,” I sighed as I ran my fingers through his messy blond hair, trying to pull his mouth closer to me.

  He let go of my nipple with a loud pop. “What, sweetheart?”

  “Please,” I whimpered.

  “Oh, I will please you, Kaylie. I’m just going to take my time while I’m doing it,” he promised before he switched his attention to the other side, leaving a trail of kisses as he moved across my chest.

  I released my grip on his hair and moved my hands lower so that I could run them along his shoulders and back. I traced each muscle I could reach, my nails biting into him when he’d suck my nipple deep into his mouth. When he moved lower and nipped at the skin on my belly, I couldn’t help the gasp that escaped my lips as I raised my hips off the bed. I was desperate for him to pick up the pace just a little bit. And I was rewarded for my movement when my pussy bumped against his cock, so hard and hot even through the fabric of his boxers.

  Jackson lifted up to look at me, and the heat in his gaze made me burn even hotter. I wrapped my legs around his ass so that I could rub against him as I lifted myself up and down off the bed. I held his stare as I moved against him with his body towering over me. Even though he had me trapped under his body, I wanted to drive him as crazy as he’d made me. And based on the way his cock jumped each time I rubbed against him, I was doing a damn good job of it too.

  “Soon, sweetheart. I need to get a taste of you first,” Jackson said before he unwrapped my legs from his waist. He held my legs open, his hands hot on my inner thighs. As he bent over my pussy, I could feel his breath against my core. I was riveted by the sight of him as his mouth hovered over me. I needed his touch now, but I couldn’t move my hips off the bed with his grip on me.

  “Please,” I begged again.

  “Yes,” he hissed before he flicked his tongue against my clit, like my words were exactly the sign he was waiting for.

  He trailed his tongue down one side of my pussy lips and back up the other, over and over again, only stopping to give a few licks to my clit each time around. I could feel how drenched I was with need, his teasing driving me to the edge. Finally, he ran his tongue up the middle and drove it into my core.

  “Oh, God!” I screamed, reaching out to grab his hair to hold his head in place and make sure he wasn’t going to tease me anymore.

  “Mmmmm,” he murmured as he fucked me with his tongue.

  He released one of my legs so that he could play with my clit. At the first touch of his fingers against me, I went off like a rocket. The waves of my climax racked my body, and Jackson drew it out as long as he could by switching so that his fingers were deep inside me as he sucked hard on my clit.

  “Wow,” I whispered when it was over and I lay limply on the bed, my legs sprawled and sweat dripping down my spine.

  I watched as Jackson searched the sheets for one of the condoms. My legs felt like jelly and I could barely move. When he pushed his boxers down, his cock sprang free, long and hard. He found one of the condoms and quickly tore the package open with his teeth. Then he swiftly rolled it down his length and settled himself between my legs.

  “I wanted to do this slowly the first time, Kaylie. But I don’t think I can now. I fucking swear I’ll make it up to you though.”

  I reached up to rest my palm on his cheek. “It’s okay, Jackson. Take what you need from me.”

  And take he did as he slammed his cock inside me with a hard thrust. I was still so sensitive from my climax that I felt my body clench against him as he pulled back out to dive in again. He lifted one of my legs and brought it over his shoulder so he could get even deeper.

  “Fuck,” he groaned. “So fucking tight, sweetheart.”

  “Because you’re so hard inside me, Jackson. I need more of you,” I whispered to him.

  His eyes lit up at my words and he pumped harder and faster, like a madman. My Jackson liked when I talked a little dirty to him, so I kept it up urging him on and telling him how much I wanted him, how good he felt. I must have really enjoyed talking dirty because another climax started to build.

  “I’m gonna come again, Jackson,” I whimpered.

  “Yes,” he urged me. “I need you to come again, Kaylie. Fuck, please hurry. I don’t think I can hold on much longer.”

  He dropped my leg off his shoulder so I could wrap them both around his waist as he continued to pound into me. It only took a few more thrusts before I was going over the edge again, clenching against his cock and pushing him over with me.

  “Damn,” I whispered when I could talk again.

  “Holy hell, Kaylie,” he muttered. “That was fucking amazing.”

  I giggled in response. “You’re such a smooth talker.”

  “Shit, I can barely think after that, let alone talk.”

  I rolled over so that I could look at him and noticed his tattoo again. I’d never dated a guy with one before, and I found myself a little obsessed over his. I traced it with my fingers before leaning over to run my tongue over it.

  “I really like your tattoo,” I said huskily.

  “Thank fuck for that because I enjoy the hell out of just about all of you.”

  “Except my feet,” I reminded him.

  “Why don’t we do that again but slower this time and see if you’re still worried about your feet after,” he said before doing just that.

  CHAPTER 12

  Jackson

  Last night had been fucking amazing. It had been hands-down the best sex I’d ever had in my life, even after some of the crazy shit I’d tried before. Kaylie and I together were so damn explosive. I’d thought we might be based on the chemistry between us, but I’d had no clue it was going to be that good. I’d barely been able to hang on so I could get her to come twice that first time. After taking her again before we fell asleep, I’d still had to have her one more time when we woke up. Thank fuck I’d found that extra condom in the bathroom. I could have stayed in bed with her all day, exploring her body, if we hadn’t had classes today. I hadn’t even talked to her again since Kaylie had practiced her dance after classes and then had stuff she needed to get done before work.

  Now, here I was, stuck hanging out with Drake instead of watching Kaylie at the bar because Aubrey and Lex had convinced us that we should do a guys’ night while they did a girls’ one. I’d thought I’d been so smart when I’d told them yes but that it needed to be a weeknight. If I’d had any fucking clue what was going to happen last night, no way would I have agreed to this when my sister asked me. I would have taken Kaylie to dinner and dropped her off at work. After finally getting inside her, I just wanted to have her to myself so we could do it all over again. And again and again. I was so damn horny for her that I didn’t know when I’d ever get my fill. For the first time in my life, this ‘being away from each other all day’ shit didn’t fly with me. And wasn’t that a fucking surprise considering how I’d never wanted another girl to be even be there in the morning let alone all fucking day after we’d had sex.

  One night with Kaylie and I’d turned into a pussy-whipped idiot. Knowing that didn’t stop me from being one though. Or from walking around campus with a shit-eating grin on my face all day, catching strange looks from my friends who couldn’t figure out why I was in such a damn good mood. And there was no fucking way I was going to talk to most of the guys about sex with Kaylie. What was going on between her and me was different from the usual locker-room bullshit we’d toss around about the girls we’d banged. If one of them told me he’d do her or some shit like that, I’d probably kick his ass when I would have
just told him to go for it with any other chick.

  “You doing okay there, Jackson?” I heard Drake ask, snapping me out of my thoughts. “I didn’t realize you were so into commercials.”

  Drake had talked me into hitting a sports bar to drink some beers, eat some wings, and watch football. The game must have hit halftime, and I hadn’t even realized it because I’d been so stuck in my head. Totally pussy-whipped.

  Not that Drake had room to judge me with how he was about Lex. If anyone had told me three months ago that I’d be hanging out with him, I would have told them they were a fucking idiot since he and Lex were together. It was a huge relief to realize that with everything that had been going on with Kaylie and me, I hadn’t given their relationship much thought at all. Now he was just the guy who was dating my childhood friend and would get his ass kicked if he hurt her because I wanted her to be happy. Not because I wanted her for myself.

  “Yeah, I’m fine,” I finally answered. “Just got some stuff on my mind.”

  “Anything I can help with?” he asked before popping a fry into his mouth.

  “Nah, I’m good.”

  Drake put down the beer he was about to take a drink of and gave me a serious look. “Hey, man. We never really talked about it, but I know I owe you one. So if there’s something you need—anything at all—just ask. You’ve got a problem that I can help you with and I’m there. Okay?”

  “Dude, you don’t owe me anything,” I said as I shook my head.

  “I’m serious, Jackson. If you hadn’t made me see how badly I fucked up with Lex and then got her to talk to me again right away, I don’t know that I would have been able to get her back.”

  “I didn’t do it for you. I did it for Lex because she was happy with you.”

  Drake looked down at the table before lifting his gaze to hold mine again. He cleared his throat before saying more. “Don’t think I didn’t realize the sacrifice you were making. What you were giving up by helping me out. We never talked about it then, and we don’t have to talk about it now. Just know that you earned my gratitude and respect that day. Big time.”

  “Shit, Drake. I hate having talks like this.”

  “Fuck, you think I like them?” he asked. “Like I said, we don’t have to say anything more.”

  I leaned closer to him and lowered my voice. “No, man. I don’t want you to go around thinking that I still have feelings like that for Lex. Or that I’m settling by dating Kaylie. ‘Cause that’s not the case at all.”

  “That’s good to hear, because it was damn awkward being grateful to the guy who was in love with my girlfriend,” he half-joked

  “I’m sure that’s an understatement. I honestly don’t know how you were able to handle having me around Lex back then. If it were some guy friend of Kaylie’s and I was in the same situation? I don’t think I would have handled it as well as you did.”

  “It’s not like I had much of a choice,” Drake replied. “You guys had been friends for fucking ever. If I had told her she couldn’t hang around with you anymore, she would have told me to fuck off. And it’s not like she had any clue how you felt about her.”

  “That’s the thing, man. My dad said something to me when I was home for Christmas break that didn’t really hit me until I started dating Kaylie. Things with Lex were complicated. I was the one who introduced her to that douchebag. I was the one who partied with him our freshmen year here. Who walked into that room and found him cheating on her. And then had to tell her what happened. I felt so damn guilty about it all, and then when things went further to shit, I wanted to protect her so badly,” I tried to explain.

  “I get that, Jackson. And I appreciate that you were there for her back then.”

  I interrupted Drake before he could say anything else. “You’re missing the point. I got so wrapped up in the situation, and it was the first time I realized how grown up she was. That she was hot. And with all those feelings hitting me for the first time, I figured I was in love with her,” I admitted. Drake shifted in his seat, starting to look uncomfortable with where I was taking this conversation. “Chill out, man. I said ‘I figured.’ Not that I am in love with her. Because my dad was right. If I had really loved Lex like that, I would have done something about it. No way I would have waited two years, fucking around the whole time, and then stood on the sidelines and watched her fall for you without doing anything about it.”

  Drake heaved a deep sigh. “That’s the part I never understood. Why you waited so long. But it’s not like I could have asked you about it back then.”

  “Because I had it all fucked up in my head. And it took my relationship with Kaylie for me to realize how wrong I was back then. If the same situation happened with her, there’s no way I’d be able to stand aside without fighting to make her mine.”

  “Damn, Jackson. You have no idea how much of a fucking relief it is to hear you say that,” Drake admitted.

  “Does that mean you aren’t sitting over there thinking about how much you’d like to punch me in the face anymore?” I joked, relieved to have cleared the air with him since Lex would always be a part of my life and it didn’t look like he was going anywhere anytime soon.

  “Maybe not right now, but I’m sure you can still be a major pain in the ass. So don’t rule it out for the future. Besides, you got to pop me one, so don’t I still owe you?”

  “Dude, you can’t owe me a huge fucking favor and a punch to the face,” I said, shaking my head.

  “Sure I can,” he replied before looking down at his phone, a big-ass grin spreading across his face. “Fuck.”

  “What?”

  “Lex just sent me a few photos.” He was scrolling through the messages he’d just received. “Looks like the girls are having a blast at The Rooster.”

  Fuck! I couldn’t have just heard him right. “Hold up! Did you just say that the girls are at The Rooster tonight?”

  “Yeah, dude.”

  “The Rooster? As in the campus bar where my girlfriend works?”

  “Don’t know of any other place that’s got the same name, so that would be a yes. Kaylie told Aubrey that she should stop by sometime during one of her Thursday-night shifts, and they decided it would be perfect for their girls night because then they could include Kaylie and Char in their fun instead of it just being the two of them or some shit like that. Chill out, man. Why are you freaking out about this?”

  Shit. Fuck. Damn. Not being able to hang out with your girl the day after you had sex for the first time wasn’t good. Finding out that your sister and the girl you thought you had been in love with for two years were spending time with her instead? Well that was just bound to be a major clusterfuck of epic proportions.

  CHAPTER 13

  Kaylie

  “I’m so glad you told Aubrey to stop by so we could hang out while we’re working,” Char told me. “You were totally right when you said that she and I would get along really well. She’s so fucking hilarious.”

  “Yeah, but I didn’t know that she was going to bring Lex with her,” I said, glancing down the bar at both of them. I didn’t know Lex that well. She seemed nice enough, and I was trying not to act all weird. It was kind of awkward to be hanging out with her knowing that Jackson once had feelings for her. We hadn’t really talked about it, and we hadn’t even really defined our relationship. But after last night, I guess I was feeling a little sensitive about where things stood. This was horrible timing.

  Char came closer so that she could whisper without anyone overhearing our conversation. “You know that Jackson is totally into you, right?”

  “Yes,” I replied before shooting a look Lex’s way again.

  “No, Kaylie. Like head-over-heels into you. I might not know the whole story, but I can see the wheels turning in your head tonight. Don’t second-guess yourself or your relationship with Jackson. If you have questions about Lex, ask him.”

  “I know I am probably just being silly, but every once in a while I have that little
voice in the back of my head that wonders if the only reason he’s with me is because he can’t be with her instead. But what if I don’t like the answer?” I worried aloud.

  “Then it’s better that you know where you stand now before you get in any deeper. I’ve heard the same rumors as you about her being the reason he never dated and just did the whole one-night stand thing. But they are just rumors. And even if they are true, he sure didn’t hesitate to throw that rule out the window for you. That’s gotta mean something, Kaylie.”

  Char was right—as usual. I’d never actually heard Jackson say that he loved Lex. He hadn’t really talked about her that much except when he was telling childhood stories or talking about stuff she did with his sister. And when he had mentioned her, he hadn’t seemed any different than when we talked about anything else. Surely if there were something for me to worry about, then I’d have noticed it before now.

  You could tell that Lex and Aubrey had known each other forever. It was hard to feel threatened by her when she had no problem making it completely obvious that she was totally in love with her boyfriend with the way she talked about him and kept sending him messages throughout the night. And when Aubrey introduced us, she’d seemed thrilled to meet me because she’d heard lots of great things about me and excited that Jackson was dating someone. It was pretty damn clear she had no interest in him as boyfriend material and acted like she was just his other sister. But that still didn’t stop the questions from popping into my head as the evening wore on.

  I walked over to where Aubrey and Lex were sitting at the other end of the bar. “You girls ready for another round?

  “Hmmm,” Aubrey said as she thought about. “Sure! Bartender’s choice, but make it a crazy one this time around.”

  Lex giggled in response to Aubrey’s request. “Yeah, pick something dirty. Gimme something good to text Drake and drive him a little more crazy.”

  “Dirty I can do,” I assured them as I mixed their next round. I poured in a shot each of spiced rum and coconut rum with peach schnapps and pineapple juice. “Okay, spread ‘em,” I said, sliding their drinks in front of them.