Don't Date Your Roommate (Magnolia Springs Book 2)

by Elyse Kelly

  “Did something happen between you two?” she says, rocking back and forth on her heels with her hands clasped behind her back.

  I keep my head down as my cheeks begin to heat. Callie knows I’ve never had a boyfriend, but she also knows I’m not a nun. Yes, I’ve had sex, but I’m not all that experienced. I always wanted to leave before I could be rejected. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out it has everything to do with my relationship with my parents.

  I also finally told her why I really wanted to leave home so quickly and didn’t bother telling my parents. She was upset with me that I didn’t tell her what was going on from the beginning, but I just needed to get the hell out of there. As always, she understood and was more than happy to take care of me.

  When I don’t respond to her question, she clears her throat and asks again, “Did something happen between you two?”

  Just then, the back-door crashes open and the guys come storming in. Thank God! Saved by the bell.

  Asher beelines it over to Callie and scoops her up in a bear hug, kissing her neck. She giggles like a little girl, as he sets her back down on her feet. I dry my hands on a dishtowel and straighten my apron, just before Christian eats up the space between us with his long strides as he makes his way over to me at the sink.

  He raises both hands to my face, his fingers wrapping around the sides of my head as his thumbs caress my cheeks. He looks me in the eyes and tells me he missed me, right before kissing me within an inch of my life. Using his hands to tilt my head back and deepen the kiss, he pours every bit of what he’s feeling into me. For a moment, I forget we’re not alone and let out a soft moan, just as hoots and hollers begin to fill the kitchen. Remembering where we are, he breaks the kiss and rests his forehead against mine, both of us panting as we catch our breath.

  “Well, that answers that question,” Callie says with a huge smile spread across her face.

  “What question is that?” Sophie asks, walking in the back door behind Dane. “I go outta town for one weekend and look at what I miss.” She gestures to me and Christian with her hand, her eyebrows almost to her hairline in surprise.

  “I guess I shouldn’t be too shocked. It’s been pretty obvious you two were in to each other. So, when did this happen?” she asks, looking at Dane to see if he knows what’s going on. He responds to her questioning look with a shrug of his huge shoulders.

  “We are not here to talk about me and Christian. We are here to plan for the Peach Festival so why don’t we all just focus on that,” I say, turning to the group and trying to deflect the conversation.

  “We do need to talk about the festival, but you will give us the deets,” Callie says to me sternly, before looking to Sophie to back her up.

  “Wine Down Wednesday? My place?” Sophie questions. I let out a loud exasperated sigh, blowing a loose strand of hair off my forehead.

  “Fine. Wine Down Wednesday. Now let’s talk business.” And that’s exactly what we do for the next two hours.

  It’s almost nine when we leave The Sweet Spot to head home. We have everything planned for the Peach Festival that’s two weeks away, and I’m pretty excited for the new cupcake flavors we plan to debut. But the excitement isn’t what has my stomach in knots right now.

  Four days with Christian, and I’m already falling fast and deep. How can this man be so gorgeous, so smart, so sweet, and so sexy? He’s too good to be true. What on Earth does he see in me?

  “You’re thinking too loud,” he says, startling me out of my thoughts.

  “What’s that?” I ask, not really sure what he said.

  “You’re thinking too loud, Ava Bear. What’s wrong?” He runs his big hand up and down my jean-covered thigh.

  “It’s nothing,” I lie, turning my head to look out the passenger window.

  “I know you’re scared, baby, but it’s gonna be OK,” He says, reading my mind. “You can trust me. I know that doesn’t mean a lot now, but I promise I’m gonna show you you’re safe with me.” He gently lifts my hand to his lips and places the softest kiss on my knuckles.

  I want to believe him, I really do. He’s so different from every other guy I’ve met and certainly not like the guys my parents want me to date. I’m so tired of being guarded. I want to let go with him, but trusting is so hard. How do people do this?

  “Stop thinking, Ava. Just feel this with me, OK?”

  Instead of answering, I give a slight nod. He squeezes my hand and gives me a small smile. We sit in comfortable silence for the rest of the short trip home, Christian never letting go of my hand. When we get to the house, he gets out of the truck and walks over to my side to help me down.

  “It’s been a long day, babe. Pour yourself a glass of wine and grab me a beer. I’m gonna draw us a hot bath.” He leaves no room for argument as he immediately slants his mouth over mine in a hot kiss. He presses my body against his truck, rolling his hips into me and letting me feel him harden behind the fly of his jeans. Breaking the kiss, he rests his forehead against mine.

  “Let’s go, baby. I need to make you cum at least twice before we go to bed.”

  Before I melt into a puddle of goo, he takes my hand and leads me into the house. Fifteen minutes later, I join him in his bathroom, surprised at what I find. This man seriously can’t be any more perfect.

  CHAPTER 13

  Christian

  I could see the smoke coming out of her ears; the wheels in her head were spinning so fast. How she can’t see that she deserves to be cherished is beyond me. I know her parents have hurt her, but she has good people in her life that would do anything for her. Me included.

  And that’s just what I’m going to do. I’ll do whatever it takes to show her she can trust me. I’ve never felt this before, not even when I thought I was in love in the past. Ava makes me feel so different. This innate need to protect her and love her is so powerful. Wait! Love her? Do I love her? Hell yeah, I do!

  Four days and I’m already in love with this girl. Technically, it’s been building since the day I met her, but it doesn’t matter. All that does matter is how I feel about her and how she feels about me. And I am so far gone for her; there’s no turning back.

  I open the front door, letting her walk in before me. She heads to the kitchen to get our drinks, and I make my way to my room to draw us a bath. Thank God the owners of the house decided to upgrade both bathrooms with garden tubs before renting the place out. We’re definitely going to take full advantage of it tonight.

  Callie left behind her coconut bubble bath. I swipe it from under the sink and pour a healthy dose into the running water. While the tub is filling up, I grab some candles I saw in Ava’s room and set them around the bathroom, casting it in a soft glow. I’m reaching over to turn off the faucet and turn on the jets when I hear Ava walk into the room.

  “Wow! This is for me?” she asks, drinks in hand, her mouth slightly opened in surprise.

  “It’s for us, gorgeous,” I say, as I take the drinks from her hands and place them on the counter. “C’mere,” I command, and I love that she doesn’t hesitate before taking the two steps to get to me. I bring my hands up to cup her face and pull her into a kiss, tasting the sweetness of wine on her lips.

  My fingers find the hem of her shirt as I pull it up her body and over her head. I kiss the flesh between her neck and her shoulder, gently nibbling, causing her to let out a soft moan. I turn her body to face the mirror above the sink, so she can watch me as I finish undressing her.

  I take my time kissing down her spine as my hands reach around and unbutton her jeans. Sliding them off and taking her panties with them, I crouch behind her, helping her step out of her jeans. Caressing her tanned toned legs, I trail my kisses back up her body, loving the way her skin breaks out in goosebumps from my touch.

  The way her body responds to me turns my dick hard as stone. I can feel the teeth of
my zipper pressing into my thick cock. Back to standing, I massage her breasts in my large hands as our eyes catch in the mirror. Naked before me, she drops her head back to my chest, her eyes closed as she begins to moan.

  “Eyes on me, baby,” I whisper in her ear, licking the shell of it before taking the lobe between my teeth. Her eyes open and the lust I see in them is almost my undoing. I continue kissing and licking the column of her graceful neck, as I massage her breast with one hand, snaking the other one down to cup her bare mound.

  “I want you to watch me make you cum, Ava. I want you to forget every man that came before me. You’ll only remember that it’s me that makes you feel this good.”

  She begins to pant in anticipation. I pet her pretty pussy, loving the feel of her smooth, hot lips as I slide my fingers up and down them. She starts to roll her hips against my hand, and I spank her pussy in response.

  “Don’t move, Ava. You’ll get what’s coming to you when I’m good and ready.” I see her slight pout in the mirror, and I lift the corner of my mouth in a smirk. “You want my fingers inside you, baby? Is that what you want?” I tease her.

  “Yes,” she breathes out. I firmly press all four fingers against her pussy, never slipping between her lips, while rubbing the flesh in a slow circle. I can feel her muscles tense as she tries to keep still, desperately wanting to move her hips and find relief.

  “You’re being so good, baby. Stay right there.”

  “Please, Christian. I need to cum.” I watch her chest rise and fall, her nipples so tight they could cut glass.

  “And you will. When I say you can. Your orgasms are mine, Ava. All mine. Say it.”

  Her eyes close as her breathing picks up. “They’re yours.”

  I spank her pussy again, making her moan. “Eyes on me,” I command. “Now, tell me again. Louder.”

  Her eyes open, and her gaze holds mine. “They’re yours, Christian. I’m yours,” she says, never wavering or looking away.

  My fingers slick from her wetness, I finally give her what she wants and slide two thick digits deep into her pussy. With my long fingers I rub her G-spot, using the palm of my hand to massage her clit. I pinch her tight nipple with my other hand as I grind my dick, still held back by my jeans, into her sweet ass. I feel her inner walls begin to flutter.

  “Cum for me, Ava. Right now,” I whisper in her ear. Her body immediately responds as her pussy clamps down on my fingers, and she grinds against my hand, finding her release. I feel her entire body tremor as her mouth drops open in a little “O” and a moan slips out.

  “Watching you cum is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” I tell her, gently stroking her pussy as she comes back down. When she catches her breath, I scoop her up, kiss her temple and carefully lower her into the tub. She’s so pretty with a look of bliss on her face. I hand her her wine, then quickly undress and slide into the tub behind her.

  My cock is hard as steel, so I adjust, laying it flat against my lower abs, and pull her to rest back against me. I hear her giggle into her wine, before she turns her head to look up at me.

  “My, how big you are, Mr. Davis,” she teases, her cheeks flushed from her orgasm and the heat of the bath.

  “The better to fuck you with, my dear.” I smirk at her, before taking her mouth in a kiss.

  We lie quietly in the tub, relaxing and sipping our drinks. I massage her shoulders and her scalp, enjoying the feel of her body against mine. Her soft moans as I touch her skin only make my cock harder. When she begins to squirm, rubbing her ass against my dick, I decide I can’t take anymore and I have to have her now.

  “I tried to give you time to relax, but I need to get inside you now,” I whisper in her ear.

  “I thought you’d never ask.” She sits up, turning towards me, and pulls me into a deep kiss. Before I can grab her, she stands and steps out of the tub. I watch as hot, soapy bubbles slide down her stunning body while she reaches for a towel. I look my fill as she dries off, her skin red from the hot water. “Are you coming?”

  I pull the drain, then step out to dry off quickly before following her into my room. She’s waiting for me naked and next to the bed, taking in my body as I stalk towards her. I reach out to kiss her, but she drops to her knees before me, looking up at me through her thick lashes. I could cum right now, just seeing her on her knees, her cherry mouth ready to take me in. She braces her hands on my hard thighs as she takes a slow lick across the head of my cock.

  “Fuck,” I breathe out, my head dropping back between my shoulders. I feel one of her small hands wrap around the base of my cock. I’m too thick for her to close her hand around me, so she uses both hands to fully circle my dick. Pumping her hands up and down, she twists them in opposite directions, making my eyes roll back—it feels so fucking good.

  She licks the head of my cock like an ice cream cone, using the tip of her tongue to tease the vein that runs along the underside of my dick. When she takes me deep and I feel my tip hit the back of her throat, I almost cum in her pretty little mouth.

  “As good as this feels, and believe me, it feels fucking amazing, I’m not cuming until I’m deep inside your pussy, baby.”

  She hums around my dick and the vibration almost makes me shoot off down her throat. I quickly but gently back out of her mouth, as I scoop her up and set her on the edge of the bed. Before she can think or move, I bury my head between her thighs, excited to find that sucking my dick has made her so wet.

  Needing to get her off before my dick explodes, I focus my efforts on her clit, sucking the hard nub into my mouth as I quickly flick my tongue across it. I finger fuck her at the same time, and within seconds, she cums hard for me. I want to give her time to come back down, but I literally can’t wait any longer.

  Scooting her up in the bed, I lie down beside her and pull her over to straddle me. She braces her hands on my chest as I angle my dick to her opening and pull her body down to mine. The moment she’s completely seated on my cock, we both exhale deeply. I give her a minute to adjust to the intrusion, holding her to me by her hips. When she begins to roll them, grinding her clit against my body, I drop my head back to my pillow, loving how her tight pussy feels around my cock.

  “Fuck yourself on my dick, baby. Take what you need from me.”

  She moves her hips faster, circling them as she rides me hard. Her nails dig into my chest and the slight pain only makes me harder. I rub her clit as she rides, then lean forward to draw one of her tight nipples into my hot mouth. As I gently bite down on her hard bud, her body tightens before she cums on my cock.

  When I know she’s almost finished, I hold her hips tight in place while I fuck my hard, thick cock up into her. Pounding her sweet pussy from beneath her, watching her tits bounce, I pull her down hard on my dick as I release jet after jet of hot cum inside her tight little body.

  She collapses on my chest, both of us breathing hard; the only sound I hear is the blood rushing in my ears, and my heart pounding in time with hers. When our bodies begin to calm down and my raging cock starts to soften, I roll us so I can be the big spoon to her little one. Breathing in the scent of her apple shampoo and feeling her perfect body against mine, it’s only then I realize we didn’t use a condom. Fuck!

  CHAPTER 14

  Ava

  This man is some kind of majestic unicorn. I have never felt more deliciously used in my entire life. Every cell in my body is on fire, but I feel so sated I must be boneless.

  The way he touches me and kisses me, I’ve never felt more alive. He knows what I need before I even ask for it. Every move he makes with my body is intentional, each one devised to bring me nothing but sheer pleasure and ecstasy.

  He has absolutely fucked me into oblivion, and I can’t even move right now. I’m barely conscious as I feel him curl my body back into his, his hot skin touching me everywhere and his masculine scent surrounding me. I could d
ie right now; this is all so perfect. My eyes are so heavy, and I’m just about to drift off when I feel his entire body tense behind mine. When he doesn’t say anything, I start to panic.

  “What’s wrong?” I ask, suddenly alert.

  “Don’t freak out on me, baby,” he says, his body still tense.

  “You can’t say ‘don’t freak out’ and expect me not to freak out,” I squeak out in a higher than normal octave.

  “I’m so sorry, Ava. I just got so carried away and I wanted you so fucking bad. It was an accident, I swear.”

  “What?! What was an accident?” My panic begins to rise. I sit up and turn to face him. He looks at me with wide eyes, his hands up like he just stumbled upon a bear in the woods. Closing his eyes and taking a cleansing breath, he finally answers me.

  “I forgot the condom,” he says, scrunching up his nose in an adorable grimace, obviously afraid of my response. I roll my eyes and let out the breath I didn’t know I was holding. “But I’m clean, I swear! I just had my annual physical, and I haven’t been with anyone in months. I’m so fucking sorry, baby.” He looks up at me with those beautiful green eyes, imploring me to forgive him. The vulnerability I see breaks my heart a little. I know I need to put him out of his misery and respond.

  “One, I have the arm implant, so we’re OK there. Two, I believe you when you say you’re clean. I am too, even though you didn’t ask me.”

  “I have never, ever been with anyone without a condom, Ava. Just you. I’ve always, always been so careful. But when I’m with you I just can’t think straight. All I want is you.” The sincerity in his voice melts my heart.

  Cupping his cheek, I say, “I feel the same way, Christian. I want you more than anything.” I lift my leg over his body to straddle him, wincing a bit with slight discomfort.

  “Baby, are you OK? Are you sore? Did I hurt you?” I hear the panic return in his voice, so I shush him gently to calm his worry.