“Whatever. I’m going out,” I said and went to my room.
After changing, I went down to my car and started driving. I had no idea where I was going but I didn’t want to think about Karma and the possibility of actually being in love with her. I mean, it’s not possible to be in love with someone you’ve had sex with once and never been on a real date with, is it?
Not liking where my thoughts were going, I knew where I had to go. Walking into Club Voodoo I let the loud music erase my thoughts. I needed to get laid and this seemed like the perfect place to find someone to fix that.
I was making my rounds when I saw the place that Karma had given me the blow job. My dick remembered it, too, and twitched in my jeans. Fuck, I needed to get her out of my head, so that meant staying far away from redheads. Noticing a cute blonde looking at me I walked over to her and her friends.
I leaned in close to her and said, “Wanna dance?”
Feeling the shiver from her I knew what the answer was going to be. She nodded and I led her to the dance floor. She was almost a foot shorter than I was, but then again, not a lot of girls were as tall as Karma. I kicked myself for thinking about that and focused on the girl in front of me. She had a good body and if the way she danced was any indication, she knew how to use it.
A few songs later, I went to get us something to drink. She wanted water and I had soda. I found out her name was Amber, and she was here celebrating her friend’s eighteenth birthday. I’ll admit I didn’t really care, but I tried to respond to what she was saying.
The next time we went out on the dance floor told me everything I needed to know. She had her hands all over me and was grinding her hips into mine. I knew she could feel I was hard when her hand “accidentally” rubbed the front of my jeans.
“Want to get out of here?” I said in her ear.
“Yeah,” she answered, a little breathless.
I waited for her to tell her friends she was leaving. I couldn’t tell if they were lecturing her or encouraging her. Either way, it didn’t matter to me. She finally made her way back to me.
Once we were in my car, I realized I couldn’t take her back to the dorm since I was pretty sure Major and Kayleigh would be there since Karma had told Kayleigh to go have fun.
“Do you have your own place?” I asked her.
“Apartment with three other roommates,” she said.
“Fuck. Are you okay with getting a hotel room?”
“Do you live with your parents or something?”
I laughed. “No. Dorm at the university, but my roommate has dibs tonight.”
“I’m fine with a hotel, as long as you’re not going to chop me up into little pieces.”
“No, I plan to fuck you, not kill you.”
“Sounds good to me.”
I found the first hotel that wasn’t sleazy and got us a room. As soon as the door was closed, she started losing clothing. I watched as she let her shirt fall to the floor and shimmy out of her skinny jeans. She was left standing there in a black bra and panties that stood out against her pale skin.
Moving over to her, I slowly walked her back until her legs hit the bed. She sat down and leaned back until her head was on a pillow. I lowered my head and licked in between her tits.
“This has to go,” I said.
She took off her bra and her heavy tits were now free. I was a sucker for big tits and my hands found them immediately. I played with them for a minute and then I let my tongue take over. I sucked on one nipple then the other.
Wanting more, I slid my hand into her panties and discovered she was wet. She took her panties off and opened her legs to give me better access. I rubbed her clit until she started moaning. A minute later, she was coming, and I was still fully dressed.
I got up, pulled a condom out of my pocket and got naked. I put the condom on and positioned myself at her entrance. Slowly, I slid my dick in her until I was as far as I could go.
“Fuuuuck that feels good,” I whispered, realizing it had been like a month since I’d had sex.
“You look like a starving man that just got a meal,” she said with a smile.
“It’s been a while,” I admitted. “This might be hard and fast.”
“Just the way I like it,” she said.
“Then hang on,” I said.
I pulled almost all the way out and slammed back into her. She said something I couldn’t understand, but her head was thrown back and her mouth was open so that was a good sign. I thrust into her again and again, each time as hard as the last. When she started pulling on her nipples, I thought I was going to lose it.
I was close and I needed her to come, so I started rubbing her clit with my thumb. I felt her walls clench around my dick at the same time she started screaming out her pleasure. I came hard and said a bunch of things that even I wasn’t sure about.
We both caught our breath and I moved off of her to dispose of the condom. She moved over so I had room on the bed, too.
“Why is this karma?” she asked.
“Huh?”
“You said something about karma when you came.”
Fucking shit. “Uh, great sex for being a good boy,” I said, with a wink.
“You seem like a bad boy to me.”
“I can be a bad boy.” But right now, I was a liar. I’d never said another woman’s name during sex, and I felt like a giant asshole. At least, Amber had no idea.
“That was fun. So, should I like take off now?”
“Do you have a way home?”
“I’ll take a cab.”
“Nope. My mother would have my head if I let a woman take a cab home at this time of night. I’ll drive you.”
“You don’t have to.”
“Yes, I do. But I don’t mind. Do you want to shower first?”
“Yeah, that would be great. You did get me all dirty after all.”
I watched as she hopped out of bed and went to the bathroom. She was cute and the sex had been good, but she wasn’t my type. No, that wasn’t the truth. She was totally my type, a few months ago. But I realized somewhere along the way I’d changed and so had my taste in women. Instead of anything hot with tits, I was all about a tall, spunky redhead that killed it on the diving board. Fuck me. What was I going to do?
Chapter 26
Karma
We picked up Chinese food and went back to Anthony’s. He made sure we avoided the main house like the plague. He asked me about my week and school. I asked him about work. Was it our normal conversation? No, but it was a start.
After we ate, he put on a movie and we just relaxed on the couch for the rest of the night. We shared the bed that night but not for sex. I needed to see how I felt about everything before we did that again.
My alarm went off early Saturday morning and Anthony drove me back to the University.
“I’ll call you later,” I told him.
“It was nice to spend the night with you. I hope we can get things back on track.”
“Me, too,” I said, and realized how true that was.
I made it up to the dorm in time for Kayleigh to hand me a smoothie. I quickly changed and I was ready to go.
“So,” she said, “how did it go last night?”
“Okay. A little awkward at times but overall, pretty good.”
“Are you going back tonight?”
“I think so. We’ll see how I feel after practice.”
For the next four hours, I focused solely on my dives and the pointers from Coach Everett. By the time I got out of the pool I felt really good about how I was doing. I hoped the team kept this up so we could keep up our points standings.
Kayleigh and I decided to eat lunch and spend the afternoon together. It had been a while since we spent time just being silly. We ogled hot guys at the mall, tried on outrageous outfits and pigged out on funnel cakes. I felt like a new person by the time we got back to our dorm.
“I needed that,” I said, flopping down on the couch.
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��Me, too,” Kayleigh said. “So, have you decided what you’re going to do about Anthony yet?”
“Yeah, I’m going to give him another chance, like a real chance. None of this was his fault so it’s not fair to blame him for something his father did.”
“What about Bodie?”
“What about him?”
“Are you going to give him the same chance?”
“Yeah, I think I am. It’s been almost a week since I found out and I can see the different sides clearly now.”
“Look at you acting like an adult,” Kayleigh teased.
“I know, amazing right?”
“I have a question and I want you to think about it before you answer, okay?”
“Sure.”
“If it was a possibility, would you date Bodie?”
“Why would you ask me that?”
“I’ve just seen the way you two interact and sometimes it seems like there’s a lot of chemistry between you guys. I don’t want you to say anything right now, but we’re going to talk about this again later.”
I had no idea what to say to that, so I was glad I wasn’t supposed to answer now. Kayleigh’s phone rang and I could tell by her face it was Major. I took that opportunity to text Anthony.
Me: Are you busy?
Anthony: No. What’s up?
Me: Would you like to pick me up and take me for a nice dinner?
Anthony: Yes. I’m on the way.
I smiled and went to my room to get ready. Once my hair and makeup were done, I put on some sexy lingerie and my favorite black dress. Slipping into my heels, I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. I felt like this was our first date.
“You look smokin’,” Major said, when I walked out of my room.
“Thank you,” I said.
“Big night?”
“I told Anthony to take me somewhere nice for dinner.”
“Hang on,” he said, and took out his phone and pointed at me. “Smile.”
I did and heard his phone click. “What was that for?”
“I thought you’d like a nice picture to send to your parents or something,” he told me. “Just texted it to you.”
“Cool. Thanks. What are you guys up to tonight?”
“I think we’re going for pizza then maybe a movie,” Kayleigh said.
“I won’t be home tonight, so feel free to have all the sex you want while I’m gone.”
She rolled her eyes at me, but I saw a little bit of a blush on her cheeks. My phone dinged. It was Anthony letting me know he was here.
“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” I said, as I walked out the door laughing.
When I got downstairs Anthony was waiting for me just outside the building doors.
“Wow,” he said, when I stopped. “You are beautiful.”
I couldn’t help but grin. “Thank you.”
He took my hand, led me to his SUV and held the door open for me. He was going all out tonight.
“Do you like French food?” he asked, as he started driving.
“I’m not sure I’ve ever had it.”
He smiled. “You’re in for a treat then.
Less than thirty-minutes later, we pulled up in front of a restaurant called La Crêperie. We were greeted by an older gentleman and shown to our table. This was the kind of place that had dim lighting and tables far enough away from each other that ensured privacy.
Our waiter brought water and the wine list. Anthony ordered us each a glass of wine
“You know I’m not old enough to drink,” I said, after the waiter left.
“Don’t worry. They’ll bend the rules a little here for me.”
I didn’t want to be impressed, but I’d be a liar if I said I wasn’t. It was amazing what money allowed people to do. When I opened the menu, I realized most of it was in French.
“Um, Anthony, I can’t read French.”
“The descriptions are in English, but if you like, I can order for you.”
“Sure, I’m not picky and I’ll try anything once. Do you speak French?”
“Je parle assez pour m’en sortir.”
I grinned. “What does that mean?”
“It means, I speak enough to get by. Our company has a lot of dealings with France, so dad insisted I learn French in school.”
“Do you speak any other languages?”
“Mostly just Spanish and French. I can understand a little bit of German, but not enough to really make a difference. We have a couple of full-time translators that work for us.”
“Wow. I speak almost fluent Spanish, but that’s it.”
“That’s better than most people.”
The waiter came back with our wine.
“Are you ready to order sir?”
“Yes. We’ll both have the Faisan Champignons.”
“Very good sir. Will that be all?”
“Yes, for now.”
The waiter nodded and left. I had no idea what Anthony had ordered but it sounded good.
“What did you order?”
“It’s a surprise,” he said, with a wink.
“Good thing I like surprises.”
We talked about nothing in particular for the next while. It wasn’t awkward like yesterday, which I was grateful for. When our food came it looked more like a work of art than a meal, and it smelled incredible.
“This looks like chicken, are you going to tell me what I’m about to eat?”
“Not yet. Taste it first.”
I cut a small piece and put it in my mouth. The taste was incredible. It was rich with a mix of flavors that I couldn’t quite identify.
“This is amazing. What is it?”
“Pheasant stuffed with mushrooms. And if you think this is good, make sure you leave room for dessert.”
“I definitely will.”
I finished most of my meal, both wanting to eat it all and be able to try some dessert. Eventually the waiter came back to take our plates and leave the dessert menu. I didn’t even look at it.
“Surprise me. Dinner was phenomenal so I’m letting you choose the dessert too.”
“I think you’ll love the Gâteau de Caramel Salé,” he said.
“Sounds sexy. What is it?”
He picked up the menu and read me the description. “Flourless chocolate cake, crispy caramel streusel, salted caramel crémeaux, milk chocolate mousse, and a chocolate glaze.”
“That sounds like heaven on a plate,” I said.
“I thought you’d like it.”
The waiter came back, and Anthony ordered the dessert. When it came, I had to take a picture of it.
“It’s almost too pretty to eat, almost,” I said, and took a bite. “Oh my God! This is so good!”
Anthony chuckled at my enthusiasm. “I’ll get you one every day if you’d like.”
“I’m going to have to swim extra laps as it is after eating this meal. If I had this every day, I wouldn’t be able to dive.”
I only ate a quarter of the desert and had them box up the rest. Anthony paid for our meal and then we went back to his place. As soon as he closed the door and turned around, I undid the zipper on my dress and let it fall to the floor.
The look on his face was what I needed right now. It had been a week since we’d had sex and after tonight, I was more than ready to get that part of our relationship started again.
“I don’t have a lot of self-control right now,” he said, stalking towards me.
“Good, I don’t want you to,” I said.
Turning towards the bedroom I could feel his gaze on me. This was going to be the perfect end to a great day.
****
Bodie
I was sitting on the couch in our dorm, trying to figure out what to do for the night when my phone dinged. It was a text from Major with a picture attached.
Major: Just thought you’d like to see what you’re missing out on tonight
The picture was Karma in a short black dress looking as hot as I’d ever seen her.
Me: Why’d you send me that?
Major: Because I think you really like Karma and should do something about it
Major: Also, because I’m a dick
Me: At least that part is true
Me: Also, fuck off
After I saved the picture to my phone, I called Tiffany.
“Hey,” she said, when she answered. “What’s up?”
“Are you busy?”
“I’m actually getting ready for a date,” she told me.
I have to say I was a little shocked. “What’s his name and where did you meet him?” I asked.
She laughed. “He’s a customer at the coffee shop and his name is Troy.”
“Where is he taking you?”
Tiffany laughed again. “You sound like my dad.”
“Someone has to watch out for you.”
“I’ll tell you what, if I need rescuing, I’ll text you, okay?”
“Okay. And I want a full recap in the morning while I eat a muffin that you’re going to make me.”
“Fair enough. I gotta go.”
“Have fun.”
I hung up. Major and Kayleigh were out for the night. Karma was obviously on a date. Zach and Chad were probably going to a party. Even Tiffany had a date. And here I was sitting alone on my couch on a Saturday while at college. What the hell had happened to me?
Looking at my phone I went back to Major’s text, ‘I think you really like Karma and should do something about it’. Since she was dating Anthony, it didn’t really matter if I liked her, she was currently off limits. That got me thinking about Anthony. I knew there was something up with that guy, I just couldn’t figure it out. And the whole carjacking thing a few weeks ago was really suspicious to me. I decided to do some digging on Anthony Pagano, so I went to my laptop and started searching.
It was two in the morning when I finally gave up trying to get something on Anthony. I was good at finding things, but it seemed like there was nothing to find. Either that was true, or he had covered his tracks really well.
When my alarm went off early Sunday morning, I really didn’t want to get up, but I told Tiffany I’d see her this morning. And I really wanted a muffin, so I got up and showered. Less than an hour later I walked into More Than Just Beans.
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