Ollie pulled away, affirmation flashing in his green eyes. “I am so fucked,” he whispered as his eyes darted back and forth between mine and my mouth.
I bit down on my trembling lip, thinking the same damn thing.
Primal instinct took him over, and he picked me up off the floor and wrapped my legs around his torso. My back slammed against the wall again, and a source of electricity ran through us as I sank into his hold. His warm hands gripped my bottom as we both unraveled, becoming each other’s oxygen. A dozen candles lit somewhere inside me, flickering against the wrath of Ollie Masters.
His fingers laced through mine and he pinned them above my head, the bass of the music persuading our cadence. My body became his, my lips became his, and the only thing keeping me steady was Ollie and everything he was blessing me with. His tongue ran up my neck and behind my ear before he whispered, “I was doomed from day one, Mia,” He dropped his forehead to the wall beside my head as my arms draped over his shoulders. “Fuck. Why did you make me do that?”
“Please,” I begged into his neck, unsure of what I was asking for exactly. Perhaps for Ollie to stop this torture and the way he made me feel, or possibly for him to keep going. He reached for the side of my face, his fingers tracing my swollen lips, and when his lips crashed against mine again, I was gone.
The fire stayed lit through a thunderstorm, and I wanted nothing more than to keep the feeling alive for as long as possible because once the chemicals left my body, I knew what would come next—a shadow of nothingness.
His dimple appeared as a smile stretched across his face. He brought me to solid ground and took my hands in his before pulling me off the wall. “You’re dancing with me now,” he said over the bass to a new song. I gripped his shirt at his sides, and he held my head in his hands as we danced in his dorm room. As far as I knew, it was only him and me. Green eyes filled my vision, as fire and ice spread over my tongue. My fingers moved through his hair, while he held up my weightless body. I only wanted Ollie. I only saw Ollie.
The beat of the song stayed with me as my cheeks went numb from my perpetual smile. The room around us blurred, but he was detailed. I wrapped my arms around him, and his minted breath brushed my neck as he became my ambition. Ollie had me reeling, or maybe it was the ecstasy. Either way, it felt incredible.
We were enveloped in one another—in another dimension, another time. Time itself stood still and sped in synchrony, and I couldn’t get a handle on myself, but I grasped every second of it. I couldn’t stop the pace, but I also couldn’t keep going. I couldn’t understand what was happening at all.
“Ollie …” My legs couldn’t stand any longer as they buckled beneath me. He lowered me onto the mattress as his warm body hovered over mine. Slow hands ran over my bare stomach before gripping my hips as my hopeless being caved beneath him. His tongue traced my jaw before finding its way back to my mouth. My fingers landed on his waistband, and he pulled away.
“Not here,” Ollie said as he shook his head between our kiss. “Not now, not like this.”
Hours passed, and the music in the atmosphere changed along with it. I was back in Ollie’s lap with my head resting into the curve of his neck. Weak and relaxed, the scent of coconut and Ollie bounced off his skin.
Ollie smelled like the ocean and marine breeze—fresh air and freedom.
“What the hell, Mia?” Bria asked as we all sat in a daze.
“It’sCrap-bagnow,” Jake hissed, but then giggled at himself.
With no will to answer, I continued to trace Ollie’s tattoos on his arm with my finger. Ollie dropped his head down into my neck. “I just got goosebumps,” he whispered, and kissed my neck as his nose grazed my ear.
The feelings rushing through me intensified with every second near him. I knew who and what I was, but I was also aware of the way he made me feel, and I needed it. I craved it. My empty soul thirsted for something, and he quenched every gap—filled every piece.
“I don’t want this to end,” I whispered, the inevitable lurking behind his light. Ollie dropped his ear closer and ran his fingers through my hair, and I continued to ramble, “It’s going to end. This will all go away when I wake up, but I don’t want it to. I’ve never wanted it not to go away before.” I couldn’t shut up, my filter still nowhere to be found. This stupid ecstasy had me saying things I never thought I would say. My thoughts flowed straight from my subconscious and into the air around me.
Ollie moved his mouth to my ear. “I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.” His voice tickled my neck. His tone tickled my heart. His words tickled my soul. Ollie’s lips brushed over my ear before trailing kisses below and down the tender parts of my neck. His fingers ran up the back of my head. My eyes closed, taking in every sensation, capturing it, and never wanting to forget.
Bria stood from across the room and waved her arms in the air. “Hello?”
“What, mood-killer?” Jake asked, then fell into another fit of giggles. Isaac laughed at Jake’s contagious giggle, and Bria stood humorless.
“Sit down or go back to your dorm,” Isaac said after catching his breath.
“No one is keeping you here,” Ollie added. I picked my heavy head off his neck when he lowered his tone. “It’s almost four in the morning. Everyone should go, anyway.”
“So you can finish yourself off?” Isaac laughed.
“You’re a dirty man,” Ollie said, shaking his head.
I attempted to pull myself up from Ollie’s lap when he reached for my hand.
“One more,” he pleaded, looking up at me with that daydream look in his eyes. He tugged me back down into a pair of soft lips already aching for the taste of mine.
The sun woke me and my eyes blinked opened. The clock above the door said I had missed breakfast, but I couldn’t care. I couldn’t gather a single thought; my head was in a fog. When I tried to lift my arm, I couldn’t. My eyelids grew heavy, and I drifted back to sleep.
There were a few knocks at my door throughout the day, but I couldn’t move my body to answer any of them as I floated in and out of consciousness.
When I woke again, darkness surrounded me, and I didn’t know what time or day it was. I tried to lift my head to look out the window. It was dark, and the moon shed a path of light across my floor, revealing a piece of paper. The note must have been slid under my door. I threw my legs over my bed and walked over to it.
