He takes them from me, rips one off, and tosses it and his wallet back on top of our clothes pile. His mouth covers mine as he tears the foil and shifts to cover himself.
揂re you ready, Daisy??
No sweet Daisy this time. No teasing. He抯 checking to make sure I really want to do this.
Nodding, I lift up so he can position himself underneath me. I sink onto him slowly, inch by inch. Tears prick behind my eyelids as he stretches and fills me.
His hands at my hips guide me梩he pads of his thumbs dragging along my skin in a reassuring caress.
When he抯 buried inside me, I rest my weight on top of him and let my eyes flutter closed.
He sits up and kisses me. 揇oing okay??
揇ivine.?My muscles contract around him, and he lets out a guttural groan.
揋ood.?He smacks my ass lightly before he lies back. 揌ave your dirty way with me, sweet Daisy.?
His hands take their place back at my hips, and ever so lightly, he sets the rhythm. Up and down over his thick length. Bliss hangs above me so close I can taste it, but I don抰 want this to be over.
Jordan must have the same thought because he wraps an arm around my waist and turns us, so he抯 on top. The playful softness of his face is gone and is replaced with a hard set of his jaw and cheekbones that look like they could cut glass.
He reaches between us to touch me. My legs spread open, and he sinks one finger in and then two. He removes them, and the head of his dick takes their place. I inhale, filling my lungs with air and holding it until he抯 deep inside.
揝weet, sweet Daisy,?he murmurs against my lips.
揑抦 not that sweet.?
揧ou are,?he insists. 揂nd it抯 the hottest fucking thing.?
Then he crushes his mouth down on mine. Our tongues tangle with our groans. Each thrust is harder, more urgent. He kisses down my neck and latches on to my candy necklace, eating them one by one as he drives into me.
My want is a frantic, tangible thing. I cling to him, urging him impossibly faster and harder until every nerve ending explodes.
As I clench and pulse around him, he finds his own bliss. His hips slow, and his lips move along my skin. 揝weet Daisy. So fucking sweet.?
My chin rests on Jordan抯 chest, and his fingers absently graze up and down my spine.
揟ell me again why we haven抰 been doing that every time you抳e been up here??
He smiles lazily at me. He抯 tired. I guess he did play a hockey game tonight.
I sit up. 揥e might need to start our study sessions a little earlier if they抮e going to end like this. Speaking of, are you going to need my help again this semester??
揟hat抯 a hard offer to turn down.?
Happiness stretches through my limbs that he wants to spend more time together. 揟hank god you needed a tutor.?
He stills underneath me.
揑 just mean this probably wouldn抰 have happened otherwise.?
揑 know what you meant.?He clears his throat and rolls to his side. 揑 need to tell you something.?
My heart squeezes in my chest. Tonight has been perfect. I know that sex doesn抰 necessarily mean anything else will change between us. I prepared myself for this.
揟ell me what??
揃efore we started studying together棓 He stops, and his jaw works back and forth. 揜emember how I told you to ask out Liam??
揧eah.?
揧ou were into him, and I didn抰 want you to go out with him.?
It抯 an unexpected thrill to think that Jordan was interested in me before I even realized it.
揧ou didn抰？？I smile.
揘o, I saw you in that sexy red dress and lost my mind, but I棓 He sighs. 揊uck, I don抰 know how to say this.?
It hits me slowly but doesn抰 strike me with as much disappointment as I thought it would. He liked me, but it didn抰 stop him from hooking up with other people during that time. I assumed it but never would have asked. I can hardly blame him when I spent those first weeks still crushing on his roommate.
揑 don抰 care about any of that,?I say in a rush before he can confess names or numbers. God, I don抰 even want to think about how many.
揧ou don抰？？His brows pinch together.
揘o. How could I? I know you, and I know you don抰 really do the girlfriend thing. I抦 not expecting this to change that.?It抯 all true, but I hope he抣l tell me I抦 wrong.
He doesn抰。 His mouth opens and closes. Finally, he nods.
揓ust promise me one thing.?
揥hat抯 that??His eyes continue to narrow as he studies me carefully.
揘o hooking up with other people as long as this is going on. We can be casual, but I need it to at least be exclusive from here on out. I will not be very sweet if I think about you hooking up with other people.?
He chuckles softly. 揗e either.?
揝o exclusive??I don抰 wait for his answer. 揑f you抮e not okay with that, then we抣l just call tonight one amazing night together. But also, we should do it again if this is a unicorn night.?
揑抦 good with that.?His playful smirk and tone return. He yanks me back on top of him. 揂nd we抮e absolutely going to do it again.?
25
DAISY
Staring in the mirror the following day, I smile at my puffy lips and the colorful dots around my neck from the candy necklace I still haven抰 taken off. The flimsy elastic strand is mostly empty. I find a pink circle and bring it to my mouth梩he sugary-sweet taste dances on my tongue.
I spend a long time in the shower, enjoying the hot spray against my sore muscles. The hockey team has another game this afternoon, and after, Jordan invited me to come to a party at his teammate抯 apartment. I skip my Valley U T-shirt in favor of a dress and boots. I even curl my hair. I抦 excited to go out with Jordan. Hanging out with him makes me feel like I belong in a way I never have before.
And I know, I know, it shouldn抰 matter, but being seen by someone like Jordan feels amazing. He could have any girl he wanted, and he wants me.
This time after the game, I head around to the parking lot behind the arena to wait for him. I stand next to his SUV, crossing my arms over my chest to keep warm and to have something to do with my hands.
When the first guys start coming out the door, Jordan抯 among them. I step away from his vehicle and wait for him to see me. He says bye to his friends and comes toward me in long, quick strides.
The ends of his dark hair are wet and stick up around his head. One hand is wrapped around the strap of his duffel bag, and he hits the unlock button on his key fob with his other. He tosses the bag onto the back seat.
揧ou look nice,?he says, circling both arms around my back.
揟hanks. Congrats again. I抦 starting to think all you needed to start winning was for me to come to the games.?
He laughs and hugs me tight against him. 揂 little sweet Daisy magic sure doesn抰 hurt.?
He kisses me, but more guys are coming out and getting in their cars, and one of them calls out to him, 揧o, Thatch. Are you coming to McCallum抯？？
揧ep,?he answers without looking at him. He smiles at me. 揜eady to party, baby??
I expected McCallum抯 apartment to be as quiet as the rest of campus on break, but it seems like every single person still in town is crammed into the small space.
Jordan grabs us both a beer, and we抮e standing in the dining room where people are playing cards at the table. We抮e not playing, but it抯 a fun reminder of the last time we were here.
We stand close. The heat of his body warms my left side. He抯 talking to one of his teammates. They抮e talking hockey, and my gaze roams around the party.
In the living room, people are playing video games. A couple is making out next to the front door. Small groups stand in circles in every space that isn抰 occupied with furniture梞usic pumps from one of the bedrooms.