Scared of Beautiful (Scared #1)(25)
“I did,” I reply sincerely. “I mean, I may have loved her then, but after what happened I’m not in love with her anymore, if that’s what you’re asking.”
I reach across the table and cover her hands with mine. “I can’t change the past Maia, I don’t know what will happen with Shana and I as far as our daughter is concerned. But I do know that Brown was a fresh start.” I look down at our intertwined hands. “Everything was so f*cked up for so long after Shana left. Her, Jade and I had hoped to come to Brown together. After that day, I barely graduated high school, and spent the next three years working at my dad’s auto shop, using every cent I earned on booze, to get high and to hire PI’s to find her. Truthfully I wasted three years on meaningless sex with so many women that I lost count.” I look down, not proud of my past. Maia deserves to know it all. She deserves the right to make an educated decision about me. “Then one day I woke up and decided to stop being a f-uck up, realizing that Shana was probably out there somewhere, living her life, and that I had to respect the fact that she didn’t want me in it, or in our daughter’s. That’s when I came here. And met you, and believe me, I haven’t looked back since.”
I feel like someone has lifter a huge boulder off my chest, but my body is still tense, waiting for Maia’s reply. She looks up at me with those beautiful brown eyes and smiles. “I can’t change what you were and who you were before I met you. I know what I need to know and that’s all I need right now.” Her words are heavenly, and I can’t believe that this girl is really f-ucking real. “Just promise me something,” she says somberly.
“Anything,” I reply, really meaning it.
“Promise me that if given the chance, you will be a good father to that little girl. I know how important that can be.” Her eyes sweep the ground and I know she remembers how heartbreaking it was for her to feel unwanted by her father growing up. At the end of it all, we’re both wounded in some way. Both victims of a past that we didn’t ask to be a part of. “Take me home,” she says suggestively, biting her bottom lip. She’s so damn hot when she does that. But truthfully, I don’t just want Maia. I need Maia. I need to undress her and feel every inch of her body, explore every last crevice. I don’t think I’ve ever paid a bill in a restaurant that quickly in my life.
The choice for whose dorm to got to was easy, since Jade was in Atlanta. Thinking of all the ways I would take Maia tonight had me gripping the steering wheel as we made our way back to the campus. Maia walked ahead of me up to her dorm and all I could think about was how her ass would feel in my hands. My hands find her hips as she unlocks the door and she moans softly as I trail a string of kisses down her neck. She opens the door, locks it behind her, and then walks past me to the desk near the window. She slides onto it and pulls her sweater over her head, revealing a black lace bra that holds up the fullest, most amazing tits I have ever seen.
In less than a second, I was standing pressed between her thighs as she unbuttoned my shirt and let it fall to the ground. Maia’s mouth found mine and in that instant, every notion I had to take thing slow went right out the window. She kissed me hungrily and deeply, gripping my hips and pressing them to her. In one fluid motion I undid her jeans and slid my hand into her panties. A small groan escaped my lips when I felt how wet she was under my fingers. I slid a finger into the soft folds and watched as she leaned back onto her elbows and arched her back. f-uck, she felt good. She’d probably taste so much better. Maia’s soft moans begin driving me crazy. I need to be inside her, now.
She must have read my mind, because she reaches forward and undoes my jeans, then reaches into my pocket to get the condom I grabbed from the Mustang. The feel of her hand sliding over my shaft as she puts it on is f-ucking amazing. I slide my hand into the sides of her jeans and pull them down, taking a soft nipple into my mouth as I do. Every f-ucking touch causes my body to throb in anticipation.
“Jackson,” she whispers, and the way she says my name is almost pleading, begging me to be inside of her.
That’s so f-ucking hot. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of that sound. I slide into her, and pull her ass towards me. Her hips grind greedily against me and her fingers knead into my back. She’s so tight, and I slow myself down to deep purposeful thrusts. I want this to last. I want to feel Maia’s thighs grip my waist as she comes. I aim to please. But god, she feels so good. Her breathing is ragged, and the sounds that leave her lips get louder each time I slide into her. Our mouths crush together, her tongue hungrily finding mine. Holy f-uck, she’s so wet, she must be dripping. That thought nearly sends me over the edge.
Maia presses her forehead to mine and purposely meets my eyes. “Ready?” she says breathlessly. “Come with me.”
That’s it, those words are the hottest three words ever spoken. Our eyes don’t leave each other’s as I push harder and faster into her. Our gazes remain fused together until she cries out and throws her head back. The force of her orgasm causes her to tighten around my dick, and within seconds, I’m right there with her.
For about five minutes we don’t move. Our short, ragged breaths are the only sounds that fill the air. Maia’s legs are still wrapped around my waist as her head leans onto my chest. Sweet mother of God, if I died right here, I’d die a happy man.
Through the rest of the night we lay in Maia’s bed, sometimes talking, sometimes quiet, limbs entangled. Twice more, she pulls me on top and takes me into her. Each time, the tight wetness leaves me damn near incapacitated. This part of us is easy, and I like easy. Maia has no idea how sprung on her I am after only a few days.