The car pulls to a stop as Carter parks in the lot. This feeling tugs at my chest as I realize that we're back, and now it's not just us. I stare out the window, watching the snowflakes hit the glass before turning into droplets racing each other. The sound of the heat coming out of the vents and the feeling of the engine vibrating lull when Carter turns off the car.
"What are you thinking about?" Carter's hand lands on my thigh, running his hand back and forth in a soothing motion.
"School. Midterms. You know actually having to do things now." You, I refrain from adding. I can feel my face heating up as I think about last night. His lips on mine, trailing down my neck, pulling me tighter against him, and in his bed with his wrapped so tightly around my waist with his face buried in my neck. Carter seems to be able to read my mind because he only gives me one of his boyish grins and presses a kiss on my cheek.
"You're so smart and pretty..." He continues pressing kisses on my face, moving closer to my lips. "... and smart." He repeats, and I let out a laugh as he presses a chaste kiss on the corner of my lips.
"You already said that." I sigh as he presses his forehead against mine.
"Well, it seems like you need a reminder because school is the least of your worries." He moves his head from mine back down to my neck, burying his face and inhaling deeply. I nearly squirm, feeling all hot and achey, needing just him. It's only been one day, and it's like something has been unleashed in him, always needing to have his hands on me.
"Oh? And what is more pressing than school for me?" I can't help but melt into his touch. I lean my head back, giving him more access to my neck. And he all but takes up every inch of space there is. He runs the tip of his nose up and down the column of my throat.
"Me. You're gonna be sick of me come the end of the semester." Carter says all muffled with his face all pressed up against me. Hockey season is also starting to pick up, meaning he'll be busy with games and practices, so by the end of the semester it'll be him sick of me.
"What makes you think I'm not already sick of you?" I tease him and then yelp when he nips at my neck.
"Well are you?" He soothes where he nipped with a lash of his tongue, and my whole body short-circuits and I can't think anymore. My eyes are hooded and it's a struggle to keep them open.
"I-I could be." I trip over my words, and Carter happy with his effect on me begins to leave more open-mouth kisses on my neck.
"That wasn't an answer," He says in between kisses. My eyes finally shut and my fingers find their way into his hair. His hair feels so silky in between my fingers and I just about lose it feeling his tongue swipe across my skin.
I have half a mind to tell him to shove his hand down my pants. Damn hormones.
"No." I give him his answer, completely dazed under his touch. His mouth works its way up to my jaw and close to my lips but not onto them. Just when I think he's finally going to give in, he groans and pulls away.
Smirking and at my dazed and slightly confused expression, he pushes my hair behind my ear. "Come on, let's get you inside it's starting to get cold in here." Really? Cause I'm literally overheating in here.
After a second, Carter opens his door and makes his way towards the back to grab my things. I can't think straight so it takes me a second to catch up and get out of the car. When I follow in step with Carter to the entrance of the dorm the chill bites at the tip of my nose and ears. I hold the door open for Carter and when we get to the desk I have to sign him in. The girl at the desk is staring at him a little too much for my liking. Carter seems oblivious to her staring as he stares at me though, especially my lips and then my neck. The girl takes her time as she types something into the desktop with mine and Carter's student IDs in hand. She finally hands our IDs back, and Carter guides me in the direction of my room with his available hand on my lower back.
"Do you wanna come in? I'm not sure if Tate and L are home though." I ask Carter as we stand outside of my door.
"I can't today, I have practice." He looks pained to say no but I understand. He sets my luggage down by the wall before slowly walking me backwards into the wall. He cages me with his arms before lowering his forehead to mine. "This weekend, I'm taking you out, and you'll be all mine. No hockey, school, friends, just us." I nod and smile while he continues to look down at me. "I was gonna wait so I could do this right but fuck it," Carter grunts before his lips come down onto mine.
It's mind-consuming, and it feels like I'm losing control. My hand comes to the back of his neck to pull him closer, and I let my mouth open. His tongue finds its way into my mouth, mingling with mine. I suck on the tip of his tongue and it nearly makes him feral. He pulls me closer to him and angles my face to get even closer. The tip of his nose brushes against my face as he continues to move his lips against mine. It's like he's trying to consume me because close still isn't close enough for him. His fingers twirl into the roots of my hair at the base of my neck, pulling me against him some more.
I should probably stop us because anybody could walk past us in the hallway or be watching us through their doors' peepholes. But I can't stop with each lash of his tongue and the press of his chest against mine drugging me.
The sound of a door opening nearby makes me pull away but not push him away.
"Oh! Well, hello there!" L greets us as she stands by the door, and Tate's head pops out of the door. Their faces are so smug right now staring at the position Carter and I are in right now. I'm still pressed against the wall with his chest flush against mine, and we're both panting. Carter mutters cockblockers under his breath before taking a step back to give me some space to breathe.
"L, Tate, always a pleasure." Carter nods at them and then he leans down and gently tells me he can't wait for this weekend and that he'll text and call me. He presses a quick kiss against my cheek and tells L and Tate that he'll see them around before leaving.
I take my luggage and shimmy in the doorway with Tate and L blocking the way. As soon as the door closes behind us they're staring at me with big ass cheesy smiles.
"L, do you know what my favorite words are?" Tate taps her finger against the side of her chin, dramatically acting like she's thinking.
"Hmmm, I think it was 'I told you so.'" L offers, and I scoff at their dramatics before tugging my luggage into my room. But they're right behind me and jump onto my bed, kicking their feet at the edge.
"Wellllll we're waiting!" L sits next to Tate with her hands clasped in her lap. I can't help but laugh at their eagerness before throwing them a bone. I explain to them how when I landed in Boston he was already waiting for me, we were snowed in and stayed the night at his childhood home, how at night we ran into each other in the kitchen and then it turned into a makeout session turned him asking me out, then I told them how we slept together and just cuddled.
"Wow. That was a lot over two days, but then again, I was waiting for him to get the balls to ask you out." Tate says, hugging one of my pillows to her chest.
"Wait, so when are you guys going out? What are you going to do? What are you going to wear?" L asks all these questions and I have no answer for those questions. I know he said this weekend but didn't give a specific day, I have no clue whether we're gonna agree on something to do together or he's planning it, and I can't plan an outfit if I don't know what we're doing.
"Um, I don't know."
"Wow, first time I've seen you not know anything." Tate verbalizes my thoughts because she's right, normally I do have everything figured out. But then again, I seem to be clueless when it comes to Carter.
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Wanting You
Romance*ONGOING Teagan Ruiz is a sophomore at Yale University, she loves her life in Connecticut. She's lived her whole life buried in books and getting good grades to make her parents happy. Independence was something she never felt until she went to coll...
