Sweet and occasionally wild, Carmen Fuller never imagined how much her life would change once she moved into her college dorm room at the University of Miami with her best friend Eryn, but after meeting Fraternity members, Princeton Vance and Levi P...
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My heart quickens as his hands slowly move down my chest, then my thighs, until he reaches the hem of my dress. He puts his hands under it and bring them back up to my bare chest. The feel of his cold palms pressed so tightly against my chest forces me to still. I can feel his fingers rubbing around my nipples and I can't fight the feeling to relax against him.
"You like this don't you," he says, and I can almost hear the smirk plastered on his face.
"What are you doing," I say through many small breaths attempting to regain control. "You have a whole girlfriend downstairs who is probably looking for you."
"Doubt it. She probably left. Why does it matter? Wouldn't you prefer me be in here with you," he says then places a small kiss on my neck forcing me to lose the little control I had mustered up to speak. I sink further into him and feel the impression growing in his pants against me. When I don't speak, he continues.
"You know you were praying that bottle landed on you, and guess what Babydoll, you got your wish." He turns me around, so we're face to face. My breath catches from the sight of him. He looks extremely sexy. His chest is glistening almost as if it is covered in a thin coat of baby oil. I hadn't noticed the tattoo of a vicious wolf on the left side of his chest until now. In all the time I spent today examining his perfect body, I didn't even notice that he is covered in tattoos, none of which make perfect sense to me at the time. I get the urge to trace the one on his chest, but I'm snapped out this thought when I feel his hands tightly grasp my butt and squeeze, pulling me nearly nose to nose with him.
I can't tell if its my slight buzz or my enjoyment that is forcing me to stay; probably a mix of the two. I find my body yearning for more of his touch.
"I know I said your shorts earlier looked so sexy but this is soo much sexier," Levi says biting his bottom lip and staring at me.
"This wasn't for you and I'm done with this conversation," I say rolling my eyes and stepping back from him.
"Why Babydoll are you not enjoying this," he says stepping closer.
"You have a girlfrien...". Before I can finish my sentence, his lips are on mine, kissing me and for some reason, I am kissing him back. His hand moves down to the small of my back and mine go around his neck seemingly out of instinct. The kiss is rough yet somehow passionate. His tongue wrestles with mine and I find myself being consumed completely in this moment. His hands move up to my hair and he grasp tightly to it. I let out a small moan.
"Damn you're so hot Babydoll," he says in a deep, ragged voice.
"You haven't seen anything yet," I respond sensually before crashing my mouth on his.
He scoops me up and places me on the sink aligning himself in between my legs. I feel the heat rising in my body and my need for him growing. I want more, I'm aching for more, but there's a small voice telling me to stop while I'm ahead.
