“Stella? You’ve never had an orgasm?”
“If that was an orgasm, then um, no, I’ve never had one, but I’d like to have lots and lots of them in the very near future.”
Alex laughs. “You will, and I plan on being the one giving them to you. I loved watching you come. You were beautiful, Stella.”
I can feel Alex’s erection pressing into me. “What about you, Alex? Do I need to, um, do anything to help you?”
“I’m okay for now, Pixie. Next time.” He smiles.
I know he’s got to need relief; I mean, I can feel how much he needs relief.
“Is it painful?” I ask.
“Nah, it’ll be okay. I probably should move though. The closer I am to you, the harder it is. No pun intended.” He chuckles. “I’m just going to hop up and go to the bathroom for a minute or two. Okay?”
“Okay. I need to go get Lily anyway. I still have to pack for home. Don’t you need to get ready for your game?”
“Oh shit, I totally forgot.” He laughs, sounding surprised. “See what you do to me? I forgot all about football. That’s not easy to do, but when you’re near, I only have you on my mind. Just hang on, I’ll be out in a sec,” he says casually.
He jumps off the bed and jogs across the hall to the bathroom, closing the door behind him, I hear the shower start. I begin to worry that I’m a distraction for him. He should befocusing on football and school. What if having me around impacts his chance to make it to the NFL? I would hate to be responsible for him losing that opportunity. I don’t even know what we’re doing here. He seems to like me, but why?
I need to get out of here. I probably made him late for his game. I hurry over to Hank’s door and tap urgently. “Lily? It’s Stella. We need to go. Now!” The door opens a crack to reveal a very disheveled Lily Smith.
“Give me a couple minutes. I’ll be right out,” she says in a husky voice.
I wait by the door, hoping to get out of here before Alex finishes up in the bathroom. Five minutes later, we’re out the door and heading back upstairs. “Did you have fun last night, Lils?”
“Oh yeah! Did you?”
“Yeah. Fun,” I say flatly.
“Well, don’t sound too excited.”
“I’m just confused about everything right now, Lily.” And I am. Confused about Alex. Confused about Bradley. Confused about all of these feelings that Alex is eliciting in me. I mean, my first orgasm. It was incredible. No wonder everyone is always talking about them.
Lily nods knowingly. “I get it. But, damn, that boy is hot. Just remember that when you’re contemplating your life’s choices and stuff.”
Oh, I will. When we get to my place, I hear voices coming from inside my dorm. I open the door to see Brooke standing in the kitchenette wearing only a little tiny T-shirt and panties while Bradley sits at the kitchen island. Great. Just great.
“Ugh, what are you doing here, Bradley?” I snap angrily.
“I came to drive you home. You are going home this weekend, right? Your mom will pitch a fit if you aren’t home for their Labor Day barbecue,” he says, crossing his arms. He looks like a know-it-all. And no one likes those.
“I’m going home, but I’m driving my own car.”
“Your own car? You have your car here?”
“I’m renting a car today. Then I’m going to drive my own back on Sunday.”
“Sunday? You’re not staying through Monday?”
“Nope. I’ve got too much homework, and I need the library here to finish a paper.”
“Well, there’s no need to rent a car. You’ll just ride with me. It makes more sense, economically.”
Just then Brooke makes a sort of grunting noise and walks to her room.
“Is that a freaking thong?” Lily yelps.
