THIRTY-TWO
Brooke
When I reached his house, I walked up the steps to his porch and knocked on the door. He opened it and motioned with his head for me to come in.
“Are you okay?” he asked, shutting the door behind me. “What happened?”
“They ran away when I called the campus cops.”
“Did you file a report?”
“Yeah, but the cop was kind of a dick to me. Said they were watching my house because of all the craziness. Oh an apparently Jocelyn is on drugs.”
He put an arm around my waist. “Sadly, that makes a lot of sense. All the neediness, the attention, the partying. Her constant flip flopping of emotions.”
“You seem to know a thing or two about it,” I added.
“Yeah, a guy on the team got addicted to heroin last year. I saw him spiral, hell we all did. I should have noticed it about Jocelyn before. Always in her robe, never wears short sleeves, does she?”
I shook my head realizing he was right.
“Just tell them you were with me the night Jocelyn said you attacked someone. Trust me, you don’t want to get wrapped up in this. She needs help, and rehab or jail might be the only place she’ll get it.”
“It’ll ruin your chances of going pro, Austin. I can’t do that to you.”
“I don’t want a career if the only way I can get it is by screwing you over.”
“That’s noble, Austin, but you’re not screwing me over.”
“I will be. Do you have money for an attorney? They have no proof you attacked that woman, but I wouldn’t put it past Jocelyn to have her friends to say you were. You need to tell them you were with me that night.”
“No…”
I shook my head then rested it against his powerful chest.
“This isn’t just a college fling anymore, Brooke. I love you. More than I’d like to admit.”
I threw both my arms around him and squeezed tightly.
“That’s sweet, but you can’t make me tell them the truth. If I keep my mouth shut and deal with it on my own, you’ll be fine. Maybe we can get back together at the end of the semester.”
“No,” he said. “I can’t wait that long.”
I kissed him.
“Shh. We can talk about it later. I want to finish what we started earlier. You have a condom here, right?”
He nodded.
“Let’s go.”
I took his hand in mind and led him up the stairs to his bedroom. After closing the door behind us, I turned around and kissed him again.
He led me toward the bed, both of us stripping our clothes off, getting back into the mood after the crazy interruption earlier.
Maybe we should have been talking more about our future or something else, but the only thing I had on my mind was this last night together.
I sat down on the edge of his bed, liking it so much more than my own. He kneeled down in front of me and put his hands on my thighs.
“No,” I said. “I’m dirty.”
“I don’t care.”
He buried his head between my legs, that masterful tongue of his doing its dance across my tender flesh. Our interrupted lovemaking came back to me in a flash.
We had switched locations, but I was with the same person, the man I would be beside for the rest of my natural born life if I had anything to do with it.
The thought of not seeing him until the end of the semester or longer weighed heavily on my mind, but I pushed those thoughts aside as he moved his lips back and forth against mine.
I clenched my thighs together, pressing them against his head. He didn’t slow down, speeding up instead, increasing the intensity to crazy levels. Am I going to come already?
He pushed his middle finger inside my pussy, opening me up as he continued to lick, kiss, and suck all my favorite spots. The world faded away as I stared down at his face.
“Fuck me,” I begged. “Do it now.”
I glanced down between my legs and saw him looking up with a hungry look in his eyes.
After getting to his feet, he got a condom out of the nightstand. He crawled between my spread legs, lifting them on his broad shoulders. It’s going to be inside me again. The thought of his hot, hard cock filling my pussy drove me wild.
I stared deep into his brown eyes, getting lost in them as time slowed. He did not look away, meeting my gaze with equal intensity. I felt his cock rubbing against my pussy.
Held up by his toned and rock-solid arms, he slipped it deep inside me in one quick motion. I moaned as he moved his hips. He fit perfectly. I never wanted the moment to end.
As he thrust in and out, building up momentum, I found myself rushing toward an orgasm. He pumped faster, his condom covered dick making my entire body tingle.
Did he realize how much I love him? I wondered as I studied his face. All doubts fell aside as he switched his angle of entry slightly while still sliding in and out like a piston.
“Austin!”
I came at the exact same time I called out his name. He didn’t stop or even slow down. My pussy clenched his cock tightly as my body exploded in ecstasy.
He stared down at me, a labored look on his face. I enjoyed the sensation as my first orgasm died down. If he kept it up much longer, I was sure I would come again.
No man had ever been able to do that for me. Another sign? He grunted, breathing faster.
His cock throbbed inside me. I thought about earlier, him fucking me without a condom, how different it had felt. This was good, but that had been heavenly.
The memory of his smooth shaft sliding in and out without protection turned me on. My breathing became more labored, matching his as he fucked me harder.
“Oh, Austin. Come with me,” I begged.
“Yes!” he grunted, arching his back and moaning.
Seeing his face full of pleasure pushed me over the edge again. I closed my eyes, almost passing out with all the sensations shooting through my body.
He stayed inside me, not moving as my body shook. It felt so good I screamed, not caring who heard me. Life without Austin was not a possibility.
“Oh, Austin. Kiss me.”
His head lowered, and I attacked his lips, unable to get enough of the slightly salty taste.
“Wow,” he said as he pulled out.
A moment later, he was laying on the bed next to me. I rolled over on my side and cradled my body against his, my arm draped over his tight, sculpted stomach.
“That worked out,” he said, still trying to catch his breath.
“What do you mean?”
“We were doing it without a condom at your place. Remember?”
“I remember,” I said quietly.
“It’s just not a good time for us to have a baby.”
“No.”
“Maybe someday, though, huh?”
He craned his neck to look into my eyes.
“Maybe.”
“You okay?”
“You fucked all the words out of me.”
A grin slid across his face, but it quickly faded. Had he realized this might be the last time we were together for a while? That we might never get back together?
“I love you, Brooke. No matter what happens.”
“No matter what,” I said then sat up. “I should go.”
“What?” He sat up too. “No. Stay tonight.”
“No, we need to get used to being apart. It’s been nice sleeping next to you, but we have to be practical, Austin.”
I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood up.
“Fuck practical,” he said, also getting to his feet.
He stared at me as I slipped on my panties.
“Be realistic, Austin. We both have so much else going on right now. I’ll wait for you.” I put one leg into my pants then the other. “Will you wait for me?”
“Of course I would wait, but we don’t need to split up.”
“We do,” I said. “Your coach is kind of crazy, but he’s right. You need to focus all your energies on going pro after you graduate. Having me in your life will just distract you.”
“No…”
He walked around the bed and put a hand on my shoulder as I buttonned my jeans.
“Yes, Austin. It’s the only way.”
“Sleep on it at least, okay?” he begged.
“Okay, but I’m sure it’s the only thing for us to do. I’ll call you tomorrow, okay? Can you hand me my bra?”
“I’d rather not,” he said, but bent down to pick it up off the floor. “But here.”
I took it from him and put it on, reaching around to fasten it as he watched.
“Look, I’ll think about it, okay? Get some sleep tonight. You need to think about football.”
He frowned, not looking happy.
“I’ll call you.” I leaned against his body and kissed him on the lips. He resisted. “Don’t be that way, Austin.”
“Be what way? In love? That’s like telling me not to breathe.”
“Okay, now you’re being dramatic.”
I put on my shirt. He stood in front of me, still completely naked.
“I love you, Austin. That’s why we have to do this.”
“Think about it some more tonight.”
“I will.”
He kissed me again, the most passionate kiss we’d shared up to that point. As I walked out of his room and headed downstairs, tears filled my eyes. His roommate Teddy glanced up at me from the couch as I passed, but he said nothing.
I opened the door, walked out, then shut it behind me. It sounded final, like I’d never see Austin again. You’re making the right decision, I told myself as I walked home to my apartment. Jocelyn was still MIA, which was a plus. All I had to do was get Austin out of my mind.