“Yes,” is all I manage to whisper out breathlessly as I come down from the most incredible sex of my life.
“Grant, are you upset with me?”
“Only mad at myself,” he sighs out.
“Why are you mad at yourself?”
“I should have never started this,” he clips out.
“Hey, I tried to beg off from coming over again, but you were the one to press for it,” I say, feeling wounded by his words.
“I find myself wanting more with you,” he says. He is every bit as addictive as I suspected he would be. He’s amazing in the sack, too amazing. How am I ever going to move on after this has run its course? Guess I will have to cross that bridge when I come to it.
“I’m hungry. Are you going to feed me tonight and satisfy my appetite for food?” I tease.
“Let’s go in the kitchen and I’ll get dinner ready.”
THREE
clarissa
Deena gets herself all dolled up for Jason’s frat party; I probably come in a close second in the dolled up department. Then there’s Kara and Lexi. I walk into their room and try to help them glam themselves up for a change.
“How do you expect to score in that shapeless sweater, Kara? You’ve got a hot body under there, show it off girl,” I encourage her.
“I don’t know if I’m cut out for this challenge Deena is putting us up to,” Kara speaks out, and Lexi nods her head in agreement. “I’m actually a little shocked that you went through with one Close Encounter already. Was it with your High School boyfriend?”
“I’m not at liberty to say. I’ve decided to protect the innocent, my Close Encounters shall remain nameless,” I say confidently so there is no argument.
“That’s probably a smart idea,” Kara sighs out.
*****
By the time we finally walk into the party the Sigma Chi house is packed to the brim inside and out. They sure know how to throw a party.
I first catch a glimpse of Jason in the backyard over by the keg. They have a good DJ blaring dance tunes. I see Jason weaving his way through the crowd over to me. He comes up to us and I introduce him to all of my roommates.
“Come on, let’s dance,” he says, grabbing my hand. I give my red solo cup of beer to Kara to hold for me. Muse’s Supermassive Black Hole is blaring. This is one of my favorite dance songs with a great beat and I get into it as Jason grinds up behind me. He slowly slides his hand suggestively down the side of my body. This is getting to be oh-so-sexy; I’m heating up by the touch of his confident hands. Everybody is grinding on each other, typical frat party behavior. I now see Deena out here on the dance floor with some hunk worthy guy. The song ends and Jason and I part ways as he excuses himself to go and welcome some other party guests.
The next time I run into Jason is in the kitchen inside the house. He approaches me and asks if I want a ‘Tour’ of the house. I know it’s probably not a good idea, but after the few beers I’ve had my judgement isn’t the best, so I go along.
Once we get upstairs and walk down a long hallway with numerous bedrooms off it on both sides, we get to the end and he points and says this is his room. I pause at the doorway and comment on how messy it is. He steps in close to me and now I’m backed against the wall. He places his hand above my head and leans into me. He tilts my chin up and he goes in for a kiss. I’m not sure how I feel about this kiss as he starts searching with his tongue and I part my lips hesitantly. Then something makes me pull away and I clear my throat.
“What is it?” he whispers, in a sexy bedroom voice.
“Well, I kind of just started seeing someone,” I blurt out.
“Mmm, does he go to school here?” he asks. God, if that isn’t a loaded question.
“Sort of,” is all I can come up with.
“Oh, is he a part-time student?” he presses.
“You could say that,” I offer.
“Ok. I respect that,” Jason replies and lets it go. “We should head back downstairs.” As we walk back down the hall I see a girl going into one of the bedrooms with one of the guys and they close the door. I cringe inside; that could have been Jason and I. They all must have a different girl every other night. Hope they keep a large supply of condoms around here. Suddenly, I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket.
Grant: Remember what I said about your panties.
His timing couldn’t have been better if he tried I smirk to myself.
Me: Yes, I remember all too well.
Grant: No one must be in your panties at the moment if you’re able to text me. I can’t wait to see all of you again. Come over tonight?
Me: Sorry, I’m tired.
I slide my phone back in my pocket and go searching for my roommates. Knowing Deena, she’s upstairs in someone’s room by now. I spot Kara and Lexi in the backyard and they look like they’re ready to leave.
“Did you get yourself another souvenir?” Kara asks with a hint of sarcasm to her voice.
“No,” I reply, rolling my eyes. “Where’s Deena?”