“No, don’t. Please, don’t.” His hips pushed up again. “Okay. Keep going.”
“No, tell me what you’re thinking first,” I said, worried now.
“You’re the talker here.”
“Start,” I demanded.
“I think that every time we have sex feels like the first time I ever have. This included, because for the first time, both my head and body are here. I’m not thinking about anything other than your body on mine and I fucking love it. Drugs and drinking make me think more and only make me more reckless, so I fuck my life up. Racing is as close as I have ever come to shutting out the world. This, though, is consuming every part of me.”
It was enough explanation for me, so I moved, pushing up onto my knees and riding him.
I kept moving until I could feel my own orgasm growing as Kye said my name. He grabbed my hips, holding me in place as he pushed up into me over and over, not stopping until I yelled out.
We stayed wrapped together until Kye pulled me up and carried me to the shower. He moved slowly, taking care of every step, from making sure the water was warm to taking his time washing my entire body.
Every movement was soft, careful…and so loving. Tears pricked my eyes as he helped me out and wrapped me in a big towel with a soft kiss.
“Back to bed?” I asked, wrapping my arms around him.
“Nowhere else I would rather be,” he said, pulling me back into the room and under the covers. He moved close until we were entwined, every part of him pressed against me.
I couldn’t think of anywhere else I would rather be either.
TWENTY-SEVENDAISY
Two days later, Kye was dropping me off at my dorm again. We had gone out with the crew for a few hours to drive around and race, but I had to stay on campus tonight. There was no way I could keep staying at his place without completely failing out of college and knew I needed to come back for a few days to catch up and get to my classes. The crew had followed us over, and even now they were out doing donuts in the empty parking lot on the other side of the road.
In a matter of months, I had gone from a mess of my life to feeling completely content.
The confusion was quickly dissipating in my mind, and Kye seemed quick to call me his girlfriend now. No fake attached to it. Even the crew seemed welcoming of me being his girlfriend, the girls telling me that I would now be forced to go to their girls’ nights. And as nervous as I felt about that, I was excited.
The world felt surreal, the entire relationship somehow both months old and brand new. The life I had been leaving behind felt so distant, even Dean didn’t cross my mind at all. He had been calling and texting constantly, but I sent them to voicemail and deleted the texts. I had nothing to say to him.
There was nothing I wanted from Dean when I had Kye.
I walked down the dark, dimly lit path that went from the parking lot to the dorms. It twisted and turned through gardens of beautiful flowers until it branched out to each dorm building.
I heard the footsteps behind me, but it was rare to be out here alone. I still sped up, never liking being out here this late. It wasn’t far from my dorm, but far enough to make me uneasy. The footsteps behind me picked up their pace and my heartbeat picked up along with it. I fumbled for my phone, hitting Kye’s name and walking even faster down the path.
“Please let this be a call that you changed your mind and want to come home with me.”
“No,” I hissed. “I think someone is following me.”
“What? I just dropped you off. Where are you now?”
“On the sidewalk, still heading to my dorm.”
“Hold on. I’m turning around. Keep walking, I will catch up.”
“This is freaking me out.” I heard tires squeal, the echo through the phone adding to the echo behind me.
“I’m coming, Daze. I’m already back in the parking lot.”
“Okay. I can see my dorm building now. Maybe I’m just making a bigger deal out of this than necessary.”
“I’m still coming, and now I’m staying the night.”
“I told you Amber won’t—”
“Amber will be fine. I’ll talk to her. Are you inside yet?”
“No,” I said, fumbling for the keycard to open the first door. I pushed it open, and arms wrapped around me as I stepped inside.
I screamed, pushing back and dropping all my stuff.
“Stop it,” Dean said, pushing me inside more. I tried to elbow him. “Knock it off, Daisy.”
“Let. Me. Go.” I elbowed him again, hitting him in the sternum hard enough that his arms dropped from me.
I took off, heading for the stairs to make it to my dorm. Kye wouldn’t be far, but he wouldn’t get into the building without someone opening the front door. My dorm was only one floor up, but Dean was quick, grabbing me right before I made it to my door.
His fingers dug into my arms, forcing me to face him. One hand held onto me, the other grabbing my jaw hard.
“Let me go, Dean!” I screamed, hoping anyone in their room would open the door. He forced me back until I was up against my own dorm room door, but it didn’t help. I knew it would be locked.
Dean still gripped my face, holding it so tight that I knew it was going to bruise.
“Stop, Dean. You have to stop.”
