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College Party Gone Right

... his hands, “Watch it, buster.” He slowly slid his hands up so they were resting on the small of my back and leaned down placing his lips next to my ear. “Let’s go up to my room.” He pulled back to stare seductively down at me. I was staring right back at him. Was I actually considering this? I was pretty buzzed because I didn’t normally drink and my body was telling me to just go for it. He could apparently see it in my eyes, because he grabbed my hand, pulling from the room, down a hallway and up the stairs. We walked into a surprisingly clean room. The only thing messy about it was the unmade bed. It was rumpled and oddly inviting. No! I couldn’t think that way. I wanted him, but I didn’t know him. My head was telling me to punch him for even assuming that he could get me in his bedroom, but there I stood. In his bedroom. Thinking his bed looked nice. Damn you, alcohol. The snap of the door closing shocked me out of my revelry. I turned to look at him. He was moving toward me, making me take a few steps back. He continued, walking me back in the direction of the bed. “Want to make out on my bed, babes?” I was conflicted. Punch him for calling me babes or make out with him? “Sure, buster,” I said back sarcastically. “Why do you keep calling me that?” Nate asked, pushing my hair behind my ear. “Why do you keep calling me babes?” “Ah, I see your point.” He nudged me softly, making me sit on the mattress. He turned my face upward, holding my chin and kissing me. Yep, this was ...

... happening. I just gave in, scooting back on his bed, fisting my hand in his tank top and pulling him with me as I laid down. He smiled against me, making me giggle a little. I kicked my flip flops off over the edge of the bed, bending my knees and cradling Nate between them as he followed me down, onto the bed. Our lips parted momentarily, our eyes locking. His lips whispered across mine as he said, “Babes.” I continued to look seriously at him, saying, “Yeah buster?” letting our lips still touch. The grin that exploded on his face was heart stopping. It was gorgeous and the laugh that exploded from his throat had me wanting to shuck my shorts off right then. I pushed at him lightly, letting him fall to his back as he continued to laugh, laying one of his hands on his stomach as if it would stop the sound. I threw my leg over him, sitting up in his lap, straddling him. God, Nate was really hot. I leaned forward, nuzzling my nose into his chest hair. Something that I had been wanting to do since I had seen it. I used my hands to begin pushing up his shirt, loving the solid feeling of his stomach. I let my teeth sink softly into the flesh of his throat before licking my way up to his ear lobe, nibbling on it. I pulled back, looking into his smoldering eyes. He brought his hands up, cupping my breasts, feeling my lack of bra. “Jesus Christ,” he muttered, tweaking my nipples through my t-shirt. I rolled my hips into his, thrusting my chest forward, pressing into his hands. I ran ...