Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35763 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 179(@200wpm)___ 143(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35763 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 179(@200wpm)___ 143(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
“I’m sure she’d have a good time too. Everyone is going to be there.” I only hear half of what he's saying because my eyes are fixed on a very tall man who stands out in the crowded hallway. He towers over everyone, making it impossible to miss him.
For a second, I wonder if it’s an illusion, like the water you imagine if you’d been lost in the desert for days. It wouldn’t surprise me, considering I barely got any sleep last night.
When his eyes narrow on me and my heart gives that flutter only he can make it do, I know it’s him. “I’ve got to go,” I tell Derrick.
“Later,” he calls from behind me. West is already headed toward me.
“What’s going on?” I ask. “Did something happen?”
“Yeah, something happened.” He goes to grab me, and I step back, giving him a look, reminding him that there are people all around us.
If he did that right now, this whole island would know about us before the end of the day. He should know that, but I can tell he’s pissed about something, and I’m starting to see that when he gets worked up, he’s not always rational.
And I'm not sure if he's thought about whether there might be fallout for him too. I have poked around about him online. He’s built up quite the little empire for himself. He has way more to lose than I do.
“Stay away from Derrick.” I swear my jaw almost hits the floor. Is he serious right now? Is this why he showed up here? I thought something bad happened to my mom or there was another sort of emergency back at the house. I don’t know whether to be low-key happy because he’s jealous over me or pissed because he’s being insane.
“You’re being ridiculous,” I keep my voice low, my tone even and a neutral look on my face so people don’t start paying too much attention to us. “Please tell me you didn’t come all the way down here to tell me that.”
“I came because I needed to see you.” Gah, he has me melting at that.
“Follow me,” I tell him before walking past him down the hallway.
I head toward the library. There is an extra room used for overflow if the library is too busy and students are trying to work on projects together. As I expected, it’s empty. I enter, and West is right behind me. He shuts the door behind him, clicking the lock into place.
“West—”
He lunges for me, slamming his mouth down onto mine. West’s lips are hungry against mine as he thrusts his tongue into my mouth. I moan, my body sinking into his. My fingers dig into the front of his shirt.
“I’ve missed you,” West says when he breaks the kiss that has left me breathless. He moves his mouth down the column of my neck and back up. “I don’t like when you’re away from me.”
“I’m not a fan of it either,” I admit. “I didn’t love having to sneak out of your bed.” What I would have loved is getting up together. Sharing a shower and maybe breakfast, but we can’t. Not yet, at least. “Is that why you showed up here? You missed me?”
“Is there a better reason?” He nips at my neck, making me laugh. “Fuck, I love that sound.” West's hands go to my ass, lifting me off my feet. He carries me over to one of the desks to sit me down. “This uniform should not be a turn-on.” West pushes my skirt up, causing it to bunch around my waist.
“Maybe because you remember dating girls back in high school that wore them.” I don’t know where that comes from, but it’s past my lips before I can think better of it. I suppose he’s not the only one with a jealous side. But I know how this island can be, and it’s why I haven’t dated.
“Never touched anyone on this island.” His fingers hook into my panties. “Want these.” I lift up a touch so he can remove them; he makes sure my skirt still stays bunched around my waist. It leaves me bare for him to see. “Are you feeling jealous too, baby?”
"Maybe," I concede as West reaches for his belt and then the button of his slacks. Are we about to have sex? My heart starts to race.
I know it's not a good idea to have sex here and that I should tell him I've never done this before, but all thoughts leave when he pulls his cock out. I watch him stroke it. The head is angry and red, a bead of cum dripping from the end. I lick my lips, wondering what he tastes like.
"Don't even think about it, Teddy. You're not getting on your knees here." He steps back into me. I grip his shoulder as he drags the head of his cock between the folds of my sex. When it hits my clit, a moan slips past my lips. The head of his cock easily slides back and forth with how wet I am.