Stone Creek by Davis, Lainey (reading diary .TXT) 📕

rumble of Talon's deep voice wakes me again as he says into my hair, "I have to get up and head to the football building."

"Ungh," is all I can muster as a response. He rubs my arm and I melt into him. "Mmmm, I just need a few more minutes."

I feel the mattress shift as he climbs out of bed. I immediately notice the absence of his heat and I curl into a ball beneath the covers. He says, "You don't have to get up. I don't think we have any food that works for breakfast, 'cause they feed us. But you can sleep as long as you want."

I open one eye and stare at him. "Really? You don't care? Because your bed is twice the size of mine and 80 times more comfortable."

He laughs. "I can only sleep in a king size. My feet hang off the end of the mattress otherwise." Stooping to plant a kiss on the top of my head, he says, "I'll see you in class later."

Talon closes the bedroom door behind him and I hear his voice low in the hall, talking to CJ. The front door clicks shut. I toss and turn a few times and realize I'm not going to be able to fall back asleep. All the pent up sexual desire I felt last night simmers back to the surface of my skin as I lie in the bed that smells like Talon. I run my hand along the pillow where his head rested a few minutes before, inhaling the soapy, minty, musky scent of him and remembering the feel of his body when I'd been half naked with him a few weeks before.

I listen carefully to make sure he and CJ have truly gone, and close my eyes. I remember the feel of his mouth and hands on my breasts and I roll my fingers along my nipples, sliding one hand down the waist of Talon's shorts into my panties. I'm so wet I worry I'll leave a mark on his sheets. The folds of my skin are slippery and yearning and I work my fingers along my clit furiously, wishing it were Talon's thick fingers and hard cock bringing me pleasure right now.

I cum quickly and intensely, the force of my orgasm causing me to cry out. I gasp for breath and my heart races. Only then am I able to drift back to sleep, fully spent.

A few hours later, I climb out of bed and tidy the covers, looking for a hamper to toss the shorts. Not finding one, I decide to stick them in my bag. I grab my phone to discover about a hundred texts and missed calls from Alissa. Before I leave the apartment, I shoot off a text to Talon: U didn't even put on fresh underwear before you left. Gross. Thanks for letting me sleep in!

Then I call Alissa. She answers after one ring, shouting, "Where the hell have you been? You better be calling to tell me you gave Talon your flower."

"No, nothing like that. But I did spend the night with him." I fill her in on the pertinent details while I walk to class.

"Well that sounds confusing as hell," she says, indignantly. "He's making you special guacamole and cuddling all night but he won't get you off? Screw that, Serena."

"You're right. It's kind of overwhelming," I tell her. Just then my call waiting beeps and I see that it's Talon. "Hey--it's him on the other line. Can I call you back?"

"If you're hanging up with your best friend for this guy, you tell him he at least needs to go down on you," she says.

"Yes, yes, I'll tell him. See you after class?"

"Definitely. I need to tell you something, too."

I click over to Talon's call. "Hello?"

"You made my bed. I don't think that bed has ever been made up before."

I smile and my whole body tingles at the sound of his voice. "It seemed like the least I could do after lying in there all morning. What's up?"

I hear him close a door and wonder what he's trying to hide from CJ. He says, "Hey, what are you doing during the Super Bowl this weekend?"

"Um, not watching it? Why, what are you doing?"

"Some guys from the team usually come over. We actually watch the game, though. I know some people say that and it's really a crazy party or something. Anyway, do you want to come watch with us?"

Alissa is definitely right. This guy is sending me confusing signals. Before I can respond, he says, "I wanted to invite you because we're friends, right?"

My heart sinks at his reminder that I'm "just" a friend, but I swallow and say, "Yes. Of course I'm your friend, Talon. I'll come over."

"Awesome," he says. "I'll see you in class."

I'm not able to focus very well for the rest of the day, caught between the warm memories of the sense of peace I felt lying in Talon's arms and wondering what it all means when The Claw, notorious womanizer, has me in his bed all night but won't even touch me.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

 

 

It turns out Alissa's big secret is that she's been sleeping with CJ Smith, Talon's roommate. Center for the Otters football team. Once she finally tells me, she can't seem to stop talking about it.

I giggle with her for hours in the student union, while she tells me how she went into the relationship thinking it would be a quick fling, but how CJ kept calling her until he finally asked her if they could be exclusive. "Does Talon know," I ask, trying to sound casual.

She shakes her head, "CJ is supposed to be telling him soon. But we're going to their place for the Super Bowl, right?" I nod.